Robert Callen (r_callen) wrote in omega_reality, @ 2012-02-21 10:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | *complete, 2012 02, character: robert callen, dead: mike renko |
RP: Mike/Robert
Who: Mike and Robert
Where: the ranch
When: February 21, 2012
Summary: Sean enlists some help
They went to the meeting which was very instructive s far as Robert was concerned. Not that he meant to listen to Morgan. Avoid conflict his ass. He was not going to back down because of some teenager punk. Now, he knew exactly what buttons to push, and if conflict led to something else, he knew how to teleport and how to shoot, and he was willing to bet that he'd have a few people at his back. It was only a matter of doing it so that no one can blame him for losing it. He was more than ready.
Not that he said any of that, because when they got home, April came with them. It was much easier to get this visit done now that they were out and about and then he didn't have to see her again for the rest of the day. Thursday couldn't come soon enough. Thirty-six weeks and then she'd be out of their lives except for regular check-ups and vaccines, which could all be done at the infirmary and no more invasion of his space.
When she finally left, Robert put Liam in the playpen. Now that his body temperature was stable, he could be away from the incubator more and more, except for feedings, although he'd have to start with food now. The playpen was near the couch and he sat nearby. "You've been quieter than usual," he told Mike.