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Tweak says, "Your Momma!"

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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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.

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hammond_tj
2013-04-10 06:04 pm UTC (link)

"How do you know you haven't annoyed me, yet?" he asked with a dry chuckle. "You got mind reading skills now, too? But, I was a spoiled hedonist before Travis. He just knows better than to fight it." Of course, he hadn't said the first thing that popped into his head over the injuries: that he wasn't in the hospital like the last two times, so it wasn't that bad. He'd joked about it the night before, but he didn't want to get into his past suicidal thoughts with her.

"Still, I'll refrain from calling you Princess unless you annoy me if we can drop this uncle business. I'm not anyone's uncle until Doug has kids." And speak of the devil, the look on Doug's face when he came back had TJ smothering a laugh. "I told you," he reminded his brother, "no more women for me. Ever. I've seen what comes out and I'm not going in.

"And you," he continued, turning back to Savannah, "seriously need to learn to pace yourself. One of these days you're going to deflate talking like that all the time. Let me translate for Doug: She doesn't 'get' us, so she took things out on us that had nothing to do with us and she's apologizing. And since we have her husband's back in the field, she's offering to have our backs here...with pie...and possibly picking up where she left off with Mom and Dad last night if I'm reading her comment on being important correctly." Raising an eyebrow, he just looked at her for a moment, then smirked. "How'd I do?"

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savannah_monroe
2013-04-10 06:14 pm UTC (link)

"I haven't said anything," she said, laughing. "That's how I know. And, that's another of those truths that aren't the truth. He totally adores you and would spoil you regardless. I have no doubt hat you were an hedonist before. Spoiled?" She shrugged. "I don't think you were, either one of you, not when it comes to the important things. Things like hugs, unconditional love, pie and ice cream in front of the TV, watching football all together using your mom or dad as a pillow. So yes, not spoiled, so Travis should spoil you."

Doug looked at her like she'd lost her mind. "Use our parents as pillow is spoiling?" He shook his head. "I don't even want to know where you got that idea."

Savannah laughed. "I can totally tell you. I always used G as a pillow, or my daddy before. It's totally done even if you haven't done it."

"That is more disturbing than TJ dealing with child birth," he answered with a snort.

"I'm pretty sure he'd disagree. I've been told no more women, and I wasn't even offering. I was too busy giving birth," she said, giggling.

She looked at Thomas impressed, and all her good intentions about not hugging him went out the window. She threw her arms around his neck, careful not to put any pressure on his shoulder or chest. It only lasted a few moments before she pulled back. "This is me going very slow, and the fact that you have understood everything proves it. And you should know that you're not getting out of that Uncle so easily. Jamie should get to know his newest uncle. The twins too." The smile faltered when she looked between the two. "I'm not going to get involved with your parents, but they ... ticked me off, trying to get credit for what Thomas did, and your mother-" she shook her head. "'Of course he was'," she mimicked. "I could hear the surprise from a mile away. I... it's not right, but I won't butt in... too much. I will totally tell them what I think if they ask."

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hammond_tj
2013-04-10 07:00 pm UTC (link)

"You explained in enough detail last night understanding the cliffs notes version today isn't difficult." TJ shook his head. Regurgitating what she said was easy enough. It was understanding what she meant by half of it that was the difficult part. He'd gotten a little bit of practice in the last six months talking to Travis. But, if he and Travis spoke different languages, Savannah wasn't even in the same family of them. "I think we need ground rules if this truce between us is going to work. No uncle. I mean it. I'm being nice to you about it today because arguing is more effort than I care to put into anything right now, but I won't answer to it. The kid can use TJ, if you have to have something more personal than Thomas -- although, I'm taking back the offer on Princess if that's the case. But, no uncle. And those are our parents. I might bitch, but that's our family, fucked up as it may be. Got it? There's nothing to worry about getting involved with there. We're big boys and we don't need anyone advocating for us with our parents. How they react, it's just the way it is. It's normal in our world and they have plenty of reason to be surprised. Just let it go."

Adjusting the pillows behind him that had shifted when he had to shift so she could hug him, he rolled his eyes again. "And I think you're forgetting who we are. We can't do all of that stuff all together when Dad's on the wrong coast or Mom's on the wrong continent or one of us," he motioned between himself and Doug, settling into explaining things because he was used to it with Travis and he'd told her he would the night before, "is away at school. Spoiling comes in the form of money and gifts and baling out of trouble the way it should. Using them as pillows the way I would Travis is just...creepy."

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savannah_monroe
2013-04-10 07:23 pm UTC (link)

Savannah shook her head. "No, you said TJ is something personal, something only a few people call you. I was teasing you with the 'uncle', not that I wouldn't let me kids call you that if you were comfortable with it, but I was teasing. If you're ever comfortable with me and Marty calling you TJ, then our kids can do it, too, but I'm not rushing you here. You or Douglas."

She sighed. "You know, I wasn't about to run out of here and tell them why you're awesome, but they looked at me like I had grown a second head when I told them Jamie's name. If they ask questions, I will answer." Okay, so she might offer a few comments once in a while, but that was different.

Doug was looking at her. He didn't talk to her often or even rarely, but he'd heard enough to know that she didn't give up so easily. TJ could reason with her, while he could be a politician "You'll make it worse, you know," he said, casually. "They'll know they are being handled, but they won't assume that you're advocating like TJ said. Our parents will think that there's some reason, that you want something, that you're trying to make us like you because you need something."

"That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard," she answered. "Why would I be nice to them if I needed something from you? In fact, why being nice to you has anything to do with them in the first place?"

"Because you're talking to them about how good TJ is," Douglas answered.

Savannah looked between the two of them. "So ... of everything I said they got the part that I'm talking to them and not how much Thomas helped me? That makes no sense. I'm sorry but that's... it's..." That was mean and wrong and now she wanted to adopt both of them, and take them home, feed them and totally teach them what being spoiled meant. She got off the bed and hugged Doug, which wasn't easy, because he was taller than Thomas, and unlike Marty didn't know to bend and catch her. "You can't say these things and not expect me to hug you. And you," she said, turning to Thomas, "are just lucky that you're injured."

Doug didn't know how he found himself holding hands with Savannah and following her to bed, but she wasn't letting go unto they were in bed. "You have no concept of personal space, do you?"

Savannah giggled. "I'm pretty sure that Thomas said the same thing. I'm a cheerleader, I lived in Cheertown and when I came here, I managed to use G Callen and Sam Hanna as my personal pillows. Nope, I don't like being alone, and there's nothing creepy about using them as pillow. Money isn't spoiling." She sighed. "I'm not forgetting anything. I just find it... sad. I never talked to Charlotte, that's my sister, after transferring to a new school, but before that we were inseparable, even if I was the rebel of the family, although of course she got pregnant at nineteen, while I married Marty, and why am I telling you all of this? You probably don't care, but no one should be surprised that you were very helpful. I don't know what their reasons, but as Marty pointed out, for all of your complain and arrogance, you've done everything thrown at you, and maybe this is less than what G and Derek would have asked of you, but that's not your doing. That applies to you, too, Douglas. But, okay, no talking to your parents unless they specifically ask, I'm still going to spoil you, because you're not exactly the first men who needed to be spoiled around here. I'm pretty sure it's how I ended up with the family I have."

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hammond_tj
2013-04-10 08:23 pm UTC (link)

"I'm pretty sure I got the same giggle as an answer, too." But still, TJ found himself laughing and it wasn't a nice laugh. "Savannah, I've been fucking up for almost twenty years. That's plenty of reasons to be surprised. And children's deeds reflect on their parents. That's just life. That's why people use 'his parents raised him well' as a compliment or 'what did his parents do wrong with him' as a detraction. One good deed isn't going to counter that kind of history." And TJ couldn't think of when her husband had said anything of the sort regarding their willingness to do what was asked of them. So, he assumed it must have been a comment in private and bit back the automatic sarcasm the idea of people talking about them gave birth too.

"And for Christ's sake don't take that as something else requiring a hug," he added, preempting any further pity on her part. "It's just facts. It's not their fault I was a fucking mess for a large portion of my life, largely by my own doing because of the drugs. Change takes time to accept." Not that he believed they'd ever accept that he was changing, or that he could stay clean and not fuck shit up all the time. But, it sounded good and he wasn't to a point yet where he could let Savannah speak ill of his parents. She was...no longer an enemy. They were his family.

"Money is absolutely spoiling. Money buys all the things that make life comfortable. Good clothes, furniture with style, houses that are actual houses, spa retreats, private jets to extravagant parties where it's nothing but wine and dancing and sex..." TJ sighed wistfully. "That's more my kind of spoiling."

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savannah_monroe
2013-04-10 09:00 pm UTC (link)

Savannah looked at him. "Okay, so if you're right about parents and their impact on children, then the fact that you screwed up for twenty years means that they were sucky parents. While the fact that when given the chance to make your own decision and prove what you can do you decided to step up means that you are a good person despite your upbringing. I mean, I'm just going with your theory here, but it sounds to me like an accurate analysis. You know, based on what you just said," she said with a little smile.

"Okay, no hug, I promise, but this isn't pity, Thomas. This is... I'm a mother. I'm young, my kids are all babies still, but I can't imagine not supporting them, no matter what, and yes, I know that my own parents didn't do that, so it's not like I'm criticizing your parents. And contrary to popular belief, I don't think that life is a Disney movie. I don't think you are perfect, I don't think I'm perfect and I don't think my kids will be, but I do believe in supporting good actions, no matter who does them. Questioning a person when he does something good is so... foreign and not because of who you are, but because we're human and we should help each other. So maybe you have screwed up in the past, and far from me to say that you're a good guy, but that doesn't matter, because here, now when it mattered, you were a capable man. You don't have to be friendly, even if that's what I'd like, you don't have to smile or joke or be everyone's friend, against something I'd like to see, but the point is that you need to be none of those things to be a good person. And, you keep talking about drugs, and I'm not saying they aren't a problem, but I've seen Brian deal with them, I've seen Tommy deal with them, but you? You haven't had problems with them since you came back, so you know, maybe they have their reason, but maybe before they get over the past, you need to. You need to stop thinking about what you did in another place at another time, and focus on what you're achieving here, and maybe if you do that, then you can finally accept that everything I said last night was nothing but the simple truth. Hopefully when you see it, then they will see it too," she said, before turning to Douglas. "And you should see it, too. You're his twin. How can you not see it? I don't know what you did at home, but you've both learned so much and you should see it."

"Hey, don't start with me. I didn't say anything." Doug looked at her, before looking at TJ. "She's not completely wrong with this," he said softly. "Not that you'll change their minds, but you should know that you're doing good."

Savannah looked at Thomas with a smirk on her face, before turning on the bed and hugging Douglas again. "Well, you are a smart man."

Douglas groaned and took her hands and pulled them away from his neck. "Space, personal, room, let's try those words together, Savannah."

"Space, personal, room and hugs," she answered with a grin. "Oh wait, I added another word." Still she pulled back. "Okay, question, since space is so important and money is so important, where you happier there or here?"

Doug didn't even have to think about that one. "Yes! But not because of the houses, jets parties or money. I was doing what I wanted, I was going to be president one day." He wasn't even going to touch the subject of Susan. There was no way that she'd understand why his 'mistress' meant more to him than either of his two wives.

"And there's nothing here that's a little better?" Savannah insisted. "You two talk about Thomas' screw ups, but now he's here and he's clean...."

Doug glared at her. It wasn't fair. He missed his job and his aspirations, but she was right about TJ. He'd do anything to live in a world where TJ wouldn't think of killing himself again and this world had done the trick. "You're a bitch, you know that? ... But some things are better," he said with a sigh.

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