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Lyssa James ([info]nothing_of_note) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-07 18:08:00

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Entry tags:lyssa harper, lyssa james, owen harper

Who. Lyssa & Owen
Where. Theirs
What. They need to talk.
Warnings. Probably swearing.

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Lyssa looked tired, for the first time in days she didn't try and hide it. She walked out of their bedroom and stood in the living room. So he wanted to know what was wrong. She'd tell him, exactly what she told Jack and then some. She really hadn't wanted to worry him with how she was, but that had backfired for her. She walked around and sunk into a chair, sitting there she played with the ring on her finger. She didn't want to lose him. She loved him. She cared about him and everyone else more than herself, sometimes she was so stupid. All she wanted was the baby to be okay then. She'd survive somehow. She looked up, biting her lip then hoping that Rain was at a friends, Kit's or just out, she couldn't remember then but their daughter didn't need to hear what her parents were saying then.


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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-08 10:39 am UTC (link)
Lyssa had stopped crying then. There was so much he'd said, so much she wanted to say back to him and thank him for then but she didn't have the words or the energy to. Him mentioning family like that nearly set her off crying again. Instead she just sniffed as she sat down reaching to cuddle up next to him not in a big rush to move anywhere further from their place then.

When she'd wanted the big wedding she'd somehow lost what was more important than what she really wanted. It was with this she'd been reminded. It was him. "What are we going to do? Run away to Vegas? I thought you wanted everyone there?" Even as she was it still didn't stop her being concerned about him and what he wanted.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-08 03:36 pm UTC (link)
Once they were settled on the sofa and all cuddly, he reached up and brushed his fingers against her cheek. Using his thumb, he brushed away the tears, hating to see her crying at all. It made him sad and he never ever wanted to see her sad.

To be honest, he wasn't sure what he wanted. He wanted just to stay in Cardiff and be with his family. He wanted her to be healthy. He wanted to try to deal with all these memories now that he had and he wasn't sure what to make of them. Occasionally, his hand would move down to his own chest and he'd rub it with his fingertips, even though there was no wound there.

"Sure, let's get married by Elvis," he mumbled, only half kidding. He looked up at her, smiling. "We can have the big wedding after you've had our son." He kissed her nose. "I promise, wedding or not, I'll be your bloody prince. Just no tights, eh?"

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-08 03:51 pm UTC (link)
Lyssa watched what he was doing, then reached up and covered the place on his chest with her hand. Debating of she should ask him.

"Portkeys, we could be there and back before anyone missed us. Really? Elvis?" She laughed quietly, it amused her. "No tights, promise, you can pick what you want to wear. What about a full suit of armour?"

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-08 03:55 pm UTC (link)
Now it was his turn to share with her. It was only fair, wasn't it? She told him, well, some stuff. Now he should tell her as well. He covered her hand with his own, keeping it there.

"During the thing at the hospital, we got these... flashes, for lack of a better word." He looked up at her, smiling, but very serious and intent. "It's like... Like another universe, and we all saw it. Well, Tosh, Jack, Ianto, and I. Gwen too, maybe, though she wasn't there. We don't know how it works or if it was because of the hospital or what." He paused, taking a breath. "Tosh died. I died. There was a bomb, a sleeper cell... Gwen's husband found out about Torchwood. There was this other guy from Jack's past. His brother showed up. There was meat and..." He was rambling now. "It's like I saw the life of another me..."

He looked up at her. "I should have told you too." He threaded his fingers with hers. "We'll take a portkey and the kids. Witnesses and all that. Just us. But no armour. You know that would chafe."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-08 04:22 pm UTC (link)
From him she dropped her gaze to where their hands were. "I... see this was why I didn't want to add more shit to what you were already dealing with. Owen, I know it was... I was wrong but it's as I care." She looked back up. "Sleeper cell? I'm glad it was another you. I don't want to think of this place without you." Moving carefully she settled against him again.

"Do we have to bring the kids? Fine no armour." She whined.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-08 04:25 pm UTC (link)
He pouted. "Oh fine, I'll wear, um, a shield. Is that better?"

He reached up and cupped her face, gently kissing her. "Not going anywhere. You'd have to bloody cliff me to get rid of me, so get that out of your head right now." He smiled at her. "And no kids. Just us..." He grinned and kissed her again, one hand moving down to squeeze her arse.

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-08 04:40 pm UTC (link)
"Helmet. So I don't have to see your face." She teased him, making a face.

"Death by sex?" She raised an eyebrow and leant back. "I'd love nothing more than to push you back right now and fuck you but I haven't got enough energy, I'm not even going to pack. I'm going to get changed and we can go like this, now?"

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-08 04:50 pm UTC (link)
"I'll give you a bloody helmet." He looked up at her and he couldn't stop laughing, both what she said and the face she was making. He was tempted to start tickling her but he didn't. He didn't want her to get more sick or hurt in some way.

He sighed. "No, no death by sex." He smiled. "Though I might give you the best massage of your life after the wedding, pamper like you should be..." He smirked, slowly standing up, lifting her in his arms like a princess as he did so. "We can just change and go. That's fine with me."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-08 05:07 pm UTC (link)
She stuck her tongue out at him before laughing again.

"It's a good way to go." She reasoned with a grin. "You're just saying that so I marry you." She put her arms around him, feeling safe like that. "Rings?"

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-08 05:12 pm UTC (link)
Owen smiled and kissed her, something soft and passionate. He wanted to show her how much he loved her with that kiss. Till she was laughing and then he just lost it and laughed too.

"Yeah, pretty much." He gently pulled her off his lap and made her comfy on the sofa. "Be right back."

Standing up, he headed into the bedroom. He was gone for a minute and then he came out with two small black boxes. He opened them, showing them to her. They were matching silver rings, with little gold swirls on them, and the words I love you in Welsh. "I think these might do," he murmured softly.

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-08 06:00 pm UTC (link)
Lyssa looked at the rings then up at him. Covering her face with one hand she started crying again. This time far from upset. She couldn't have been happier then. She made a couple of squeaky noises that barely made any sense but they should have been words. She looked up at him, hand over her mouth hiding her smile but her eyes said it all.

'They're perfect.' Was what she would have said if not for the squeaking. She stood up slowly pointing to the bedroom, saying she was going to get changed then looked down at what she was wearing. She didn't care what she looked like much more important things then, like what they were doing. "I don't care what I'm wearing."

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-08 06:22 pm UTC (link)
Owen smirked. "Well I'm glad you love it, Lys. And I think you're beautiful just the way you are." He chuckled, kissing her cheek, nuzzling it. "Let's just go and get married. Mrs. Harper..."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-08 06:34 pm UTC (link)
She blushed slightly, he knew how to make her feel better. Taking his arm she smiled at him. "Certainly D... it doesn't really work the other way." Leaning against him as she thought.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-08 11:29 pm UTC (link)
"So, princess. How does this bloody portkey thing work again?" He gently helped her up and took her weight as he walked her through the flat. He made sure that he had his keys and his billfold with enough money and credit to pay for the bloody thing. How much did getting married actually cost? He wasn't sure. And he'd have to have enough money for pictures, dvd, all that shite cause she'd want it. And a tiara.

He helped her out of the flat, keeping one arm around her, holding her to him. He treated her gently, as if she was some breakable doll. He kissed her temple, smiling lovingly at her. "Last time we used em we wound up in bloody New York."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-08 11:45 pm UTC (link)
"I remember that." She smiled back at him. How could she have forgotten that. "When you asked me to marry you." She was lost for a moment remembering that day. "London, there was somthing, Ianto said last time." She almost said to call him though remembered he wouldn't know. "We could always get to New York then fly or find another? They were all to the same place in London." She felt pround remembering that.

((handwave them getting there, to london then vegas?))

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-09 04:50 am UTC (link)
Well, after a portkey trip that made Owen's stomach lurch a bit, they finally found their way to Las Vegas. He didn't dare fly with her being pregnant, even if it was still early in the term. Though it took two different portkeys. "Even by portkey, there are bloody layovers," he muttered. He hailed a cab and after a short drive, there they were in front of a long stretch of wedding chapels.

"Well, there is one that says 'theme storybook weddings' in here." Owen had stolen a yellow pages out of the phone book, just the wedding pages, ripping them and bringing them with them. "That must be the one."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-09 07:56 am UTC (link)
"I thought you said Elvis?" She sounded slightly sleepy, but that was a much better than she had been feeling slightly sick before. She smiled and leaned against him. She didn't mind really. "Come on then Prince Charming."

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-09 09:16 am UTC (link)
"Well maybe we can ask the bloke to dress up as Elvis, since we're dressing up too." He cupped her cheek and kissed her. "Hey... stay awake for me. You're going to miss the most important part..."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-09 09:54 am UTC (link)
"I will." Then blinking at him she looked at him confused. "We are? We are..." She smiled. "I miss coffee." The coffee that Ianto could make that was industrial strength. That probably wasn't safe for anyone at any time. Not that it stopped her or anyone else drinking it.

"My massage after." She looked vaguely serious at him before giving him a kiss back.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-09 02:54 pm UTC (link)
"C'mon... you have to be my pretty princess and all that bloody shit." He smiled and hugged her, now getting worried. "I can get you some decaf? It's not Ianto's, but you can have that? Or chocolate? Want some hot chocolate luv," he murmured, very worried.

"You'll get a massage. And then some," he whispered. They headed into the chapel and he kept his arm around her, worried and holding her tight. "Oi! Who do we have to pay to get married around here," he yelled.

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-09 03:27 pm UTC (link)
Lyssa made a face at the idea of decaf coffee. "Tea, decaf coffee is an abomination." She'd clearly got used to being spoilt by Ianto.

"I look forwards to that." Leaning against him and her arm around him too, so it wouldn't look quite so much like he was the only thing keeping her standing, he was't really it was just a lot less effort leaning on him like that.

"Shouting solves everything?" She was more than ready to given an apology to whoever was going to appear then.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-10 06:33 pm UTC (link)
Suddenly an elderly gentleman came out, smiling at them. No matter who was yelling, this gentleman would not get mad, only infuriating Owen more. What was the point of yelling if you weren't making someone else pissy about it.

"Welcome. I take it you would like to get married, no?" He came forward and looked them both up and down. "Ah what a beautiful couple you are," he stated, with a bit of an accent.

He turned to Lyssa, smiling. "You wish to be the princess, no?"

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-10 06:49 pm UTC (link)
"He does." Lyssa couldn't help herself. She put her head on Owen's shoulder and bit her lip trying to stop herself giggling.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-10 06:55 pm UTC (link)
Yup, Owen was definately getting pissy.

"And I want to be a prince. With a shield I guess." He snorted. He certainly didn't think of himself as a bloody prince. "It's what she wants. Anything she wants, she gets."

The man grinned. "Ah yes, she is a special one, is she not. Well..." He turned. "Ingrid!" An elderly woman appeared as well. "Ingrid, she help her get into a very beautiful dress that make her look just like the princess, with a tiara. And you, we get you a suit."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-10 07:25 pm UTC (link)
Lyssa laughed then. Kissing Owen on the cheek, stopping to whisper to him. "Don't hurt him." Before she let go of him to follow the woman so she could get changed, rubbing her back as she went. "I'll be fine." She said as she went, before he could say anything or make a fuss.

It took a while but Lyssa finally found a dress that she liked and fitted her well enough, not such a simple task. The rest of what she was wearing was simple in comparison, tiara that kept her hair back. The dress was pink and medival in style, though it suited her even if she did feel slightly self concious in it, the point was she liked it the best. She quickly turned around and hid a yawn before she walked back out to find Owen.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-10 07:34 pm UTC (link)
Owen wandered into the other room, waiting for her. It had taken him forever to find something he liked, because most of it involved bloody tights. And there was no way he was wearing any tights. He would rather die first. Even if he loved Lys, he couldn't wear tights!

He was holding a huge silver shield and sword. His suit was a light grey, almost silver. And he had on these huge black boots with silver buckles. He smiled when she came in, thinking she looked so beautiful.

"Hey love."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-10 07:42 pm UTC (link)
Lyssa covered her mouth with her hands, he looked great, so good she looked like she might cry then.

"You can do better than that." She teased him as she walked over. "You look great, no helmet?" She reached out to put a hand on his arm.

"Nervous?" Because she was.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-11 09:23 am UTC (link)
Owen could see what she was doing. Before she could argue or say anything, he stepped up and took her hands in his. Threading their fingers together, he just stood there, facing her, holding her hands and their sides. He rubbed her knuckles with his thumbs, ok, having to put down the other stuff to take her hands.

"Bloody scared," he whispered. Leaning forward, he pressed his forhead to hers. He'd never been this open with anyone. The closest was when he'd tried to be this open with Diane, and he saw how that ended. It was one of the reasons he tried to play things so close to the chest.

"Let's do this, baby," he said, kissing her.

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-11 12:36 pm UTC (link)
With him holding her hands at least they then weren't shaking. She closed her eyes, knowing he was still there. "I raise you terrified and happy." Nothing keeping the smile from her face, even if it was slightly sleepy still.

She nodded, realising she should open her eyes again.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-14 12:31 pm UTC (link)
Just then the old man emerged again. He was grinning madly.

"Aw, zee prince and princess look like you have just stepped out of a fairy tale book. It is quite remarkable, zee transformation. You are both ready. We are just waiting now for our witnesses and you shall be man and wife in no time."

He chuckled and headed back into the other room to get some of his staff to be witnesses to the wedding. Owen offered her his arm.

"After you, m'dear."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-14 05:56 pm UTC (link)
"Together." Lyssa smiled as she held onto his arm, free hand on her stomach for a moment. Wondering just what fairy tale had a princess that was pregnant allowed to be marrying the prince.

"Somehow I don't think the kids will be that upset about missing this." Convincing Rain that she'd have to wear a dress once was bad enough but this time for them to have a big wedding later she'd have no chance.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-15 02:34 pm UTC (link)
"The kids will be bloody fuckin' ecstatic the planning is over." He laughed, looking at her. Not that he didn't love her and wanted to marry her, badly, but at least the planning would be over. She'd been a bit, well, carried away with it.

"Let's do it."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-15 02:55 pm UTC (link)
A bit? She would have held her hands up and admitted carried away could be a slight understatment. There were times when she would have said she had been downright neurotic about certain things. Which wasn't good for anyone. She gave him a sad look then laughed.

"Yeah." She took a breath, hoping her hands had stopped shaking.

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