|jr_prat (jr_prat) wrote in utr_logs,|
@ 2008-02-05 23:40:00
|Entry tags:||catherine "kit" harper-holmes, lyssa harper, lyssa james, madame de pompadour, owen harper|
Who. Kit, Lyssa, Reinette & Owen
What. Lyssa's having the baby
When. Monday night
Kit had turned up after a few phone calls from Lyssa and a long explaination about how Owen wanted her safe and somewhere he knew where she was. She'd arrived on the doorstep with a lot of films and snacks. If they were going to be doing nothing for a while least let it be a comfortable nothing with things to eat and watch.
Ianto had rang a few times, Kit had laughed at that and Lyssa had shushed her in order to be nosy to find out what was going on there. Things there had been pretty much ordinary, discussing about things that Ianto and Owen probably wouldn't ever want to know they were talking about. Nothing really happening until Lyssa walked out of the bathroom and sat on the sofa and told them she was about to have the baby. She took to pacing the room a while. Telling Kit to contact Owen and saying she wasn't going near the hospital or anywhere else without him. She also said a number of apologies to Reinette for causing her any trouble before going back to some more swearing.
Kit attempted to call Owen, who wasn't answering, just going to voicemail. Until eventually she managed to contact him.
"I've spoken to dad, he's on his way." She laughed at Lyssa's swearing again. "Told him you were good with the whole breathing thing, more the swearing... and you have a bag?" There was a general gesture in a vague direction which Kit didn't find any help at all. "Okay, I'll find it, he should be here soon, try and get you to the door so you're waiting for him and can go." Kit went to find the bag and came back.
Sitting down close to Reinette. "I don't think I'm meant to be the responsible one." She whispered.