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Savannah Monroe (savannah_monroe) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2013-04-12 12:13:00

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*complete, 2013 04, character: douglas hammond, character: savannah monroe, character: thomas hammond

RP: Savannah, TJ, and Doug
Who: Savannah, TJ, and Doug
Where: TJ's room
When: Friday, April 12, 2013
Summary: Savannah and the kids check on TJ

Savannah had been up pretty early because of the twins. She left Marty in bed, while she took care of them and baked, since she might as well take advantage of the time. When Marty got up, she took a nap before they had lunch together. Sean took the kids after lunch and they were both able to get another hour or so of sleep, but then Marty was needed and she didn't want to leave the kids for too long.

When Marty left to go see Robert to take a trip to the safe house, they walked together. Savannah brought the new stroller, happy that she always thought of things in advance. She hadn't bothered with a registry or a baby shower, because a) G wasn't there and b) she either had something or it wasn't be needed. With all three kids and two dogs in tow, she decided to make a side trip.

She could see the look of surprise on Douglas' face when he opened the door. "Hey, I hope Thomas is up already. We came to see him. Don't worry about the dogs. They don't move away from me." She didn't mention how much they shed and how much sweeping they'd need afterwards, but she didn't think it would matter much. "Do you mind if we come in?"

Doug had opened the door after seeing who it was, but even with visual confirmation that it was Savannah, he stood there, confused by her presence here. He shook his head, and smiled. "Sure, of course, please come in," he said, stepping aside. The stroller barely fit through the door, but she managed. The two dogs followed her. "Is... is there a problem?"

Savannah shook her head. "No. As I said, just making sure that Thomas is all right." She bent down and picked up the bag from the stroller. "I made y'all pecan pie," she said, handing him the tray.

Doug looked at her for another moment, before deciding that it was time to start using his brain. "Sure, follow me." He knocked on TJ's door, although with Travis out, helping with something or other, he knew that it was safe. Still, he waited for TJ's answer before stepping in. "Savannah and the kids came to see how you're feeling," he said, not taking his eyes off from his brother. "And, she brought pecan pie. She made it, because after giving birth, baking is the next thing you do." He turned to Savannah. "You do look great for a new mom."

Savannah spun around, her sun dress showing even more legs when she did so (and it was short to begin with), and then bowed a little. "Thank you," she said with a grin, before focusing on Thomas. She took in the bruises, and almost sighed. "Just a little pain in the shoulder." She walked to the bed, shaking her head, before leaning down and kissing his head. "I'm glad you're all right, and yes, I know, no PDAs. I'm not hugging you."

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hammond_tj
2013-04-10 04:42 pm UTC (link)

"Wasn't lying when I said it," TJ retorted, while rolling his eyes, before waving for her to sit down so he wouldn't feel like he was on display -- even if he didn't actually bother pulling the covers up from where they lay draped across his thighs. "Just keep the dogs off the bed." The last thing he wanted was to have to do laundry that afternoon just so he could sleep again.

He'd tried to nap a little more after his conversation with Doug. But, as with when he'd first discovered he could recreate a high with his power, he was used to sleeping wrapped up in Travis and, especially after the events of the previous evening, the empty side of the bed was making him more restless than restful. He'd been thinking about trying to get his laptop out, since he needed to replace the phone he usually preferred to do his websurfing on in bed. But, that required getting out of bed and he didn't feel like doing that.

"And don't look at me like that, Princesss. The bruises are nothing unusual and would have blossomed overnight no matter what unless I'd skipped the seatbelt and gone out the window with my phone. Maura says the shoulder will be fine in a few days and in the meantime I get an excuse to laze about in bed like the hedonist my boyfriend names me, while everyone else does anything that might possibly put any stress on it. So, really? I'm about as good as it gets around here without sex or drugs being involved," he added with a smirk.

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savannah_monroe
2013-04-10 05:06 pm UTC (link)

"No, you weren't. You were minimizing the damage by omitting a few details about your actual injuries," she answered, with a smile. "Now, that I understand completely." That was something that she'd done plenty of times before. She didn't lie, but she wasn't above keeping a few details secret. "The dogs won't jump on the bed They are trained. They won't move from that spot near the stroller anyway with Douglas that close to it."

Douglas snorted. "Of course, even the dogs are trained. Let me put this away and I'll be right back." He left them alone, deciding that he needed a few minutes to figure out if they had stepped into some other new reality, or maybe the Twilight Zone.

Savannah watched him go with a smile, before she kicked off her flats and sat on the bed, lefts folded under her, her knees touching TJ's leg. "Princess? I haven't even annoyed you yet. Is that my new name? Do I get to give you a nickname, too? Sweetie sounds good," she said with a straight face. Or I'll just call you Uncle Thomas from now on." Hugs were out of the question, looking a little too painful, but she was never good with the lack of touching and patted his leg. "The seat belt is the better option; I still don't like seeing the bruises on you." She chuckled. "Travis is full of it. I've seen the way he looks at you. There's no way he's not spoiling you and contributing to that hedonism." She leaned closer. "I'm off for a while; I can keep you company, although I have a feeling that will just get you to return to work sooner."

When Doug returned he almost did a double take, watching this woman sitting so close to TJ. He'd seen women flirt, and she was... seemed to totally do it without having any idea. He was reminded of TJ's words about how naive she was while having three kids. "Should I leave you two alone?" he asked instead, not surprised when she looked at him with a confused expression on her face. "You look very cozy in his bed," he went on to explain.

The frown turned into a smile. "Oh that, he invited me, I got in bed. There's plenty of room for you. I'd love to get a chance to talk to you. I meant to before... well before last night and things kept happening, and you know I've spoken to Maura about the other day, the dinner, but this gives me the chance to apologize to you, both of you, for being caught into something that had nothing to do with you, well it does since you're married to her, even if you weren't then, didn't even know you were together, but that's not the point. There were some problems between us, and we talked, and it still shouldn't have affected the dinner, so I'm sorry for that. I know you like me just as much as Thomas does," she continued, barely taking a breath, "but you're Marty's partner and you four are out there together most of the time, relying on each other, and contrary to what Thomas thinks or wants me to think, it's not about brownie points, but you need to trust each other and I don't want anything I've done to affect that. Y'all are too important, and not because we need more people who can shoot," she said, looking at Thomas. "You're important, because you are, and Marty speaks very highly of you, which ... it means a lot to me that you have his back out there, and I'd return the favor, but since I'm not out there, I'll return the favor here. If y'all need anything, you let me know. I bake more than pecan pie." Or she could smack their parents for them, but she didn't say it aloud.