Oh more badness (Thomas, Peter, Aly, Deirdre)
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darker_londonThomas had wanted to be at the airport to welcome his husband home. He really had. But the thing was that Peter had brought him back to help out with London, and part of that was making sure that everyone got off to Romania okay and keeping Peter's family safe as well. He hadn't gone to the airport arrivals lounge to greet Spectre because he was already there in the departures area, sitting with Aly and Peter's kids as they bid their father farewell. No one except them knew Thomas was back anyway. Thomas's family would be there to support Spectre and Thomas would join them soon enough. It was hard to balance duty, obligation and what he felt in his heart, but he would ensure that everyone had time.
Aly had bid Peter farewell and now Peter was taking a very long time to say goodbye to his seven children before heading off for god knew how long. And Aly leaned against Thomas, pleased when he wrapped his strong arms around her protectively. He was Peter's best friend and she knew that with him, she would be absolutely safe, even with the constant threat of Amaris or any other demon who decided to come their way to take advantage of Peter's absence. "Thank you for being here, Thomas."
Thomas smiled softly and he nodded. "Of course, Aly. You know I'll always be here when you need me. Though I probably shouldn't sing any lullabies." Thomas winked. He loved kids and taking care of Peter's was a joy. But he couldn't carry a tune in a bucket.
Aly laughed, trying to find humour in anything to keep herself from worrying. "Oh, they handle those pretty well by themselves. Even little Thomas now. He sings to Peter. Not usually with words so much, but definitely with screaming."
Thomas grinned at that, pleased that his little namesake was shaping up just right! "Peter doesn't want to let him go." Thomas looked over at his best friend, who was clinging rather vehemently to his son. Little Thomas was obliviously trying to eat Peter's crazy hair.
Aly sighed. "I think he would have taken them with him were it not dangerous." On that last word, Thomas felt a shudder go through Aly's body.
"Hey. He's going to be alright. This is what Peter does. He's a crazy mother fucker, but this is what he does and he's damn good at it."
Aly nodded. She knew it was true. This was Peter's calling. She still hated it when he left. Finally, Peter brought baby Thomas back over to his wife, and he bent down to put the tiny Lauren back into her stroller. He kissed the baby Rasputina who was being held by Svetlana. Then he stepped forward and kissed Aly one more time. "I'll be back soon, Beautiful." He promised.
"Oh, I know." Thomas said with a cheeky wink.
Peter snickered and he shook his head. "Smartarse." He ran his fingers through Aly's hair. "I love you."
"I love you too, Peter." Aly kissed him back and then she laughed when Thomas stepped forward and planted a kiss right on Peter's lips.
"Well...I'm carrying that one with me..." Peter said, looking shocked. "Ahem. My...people are waiting. Or...something that makes me sound less...important. Ahem. I'll ring you when we get there."
"Bye, Daddy!" Lydia, Anna and Caleb chimed in unison.
Peter looked at them all fondly and he blew more goodbye kisses in their direction before being dragged off towards the plane by a frantic Rosa.
When Thomas and Aly returned to Aly's home to get the kids some lunch, they were greeted by a desperate Deirdre who had stopped by to see if anyone had hard about Quinn, only to find an empty house. She ran up to the car and she pulled Thomas out of it quickly. "Thomas, what the hell?!"
Thomas gave Deirdre an odd look. "Deirdre, same question!" He replied.
"It's Quinn! They found him all bloody and gross and like almost dead and they're at the hospital and Spectre's there and he needs you! When did you get back?" She asked, cocking her head to the side.
"Yesterday. No one knew. Dear god...Quinn." Thomas gave Aly an apologetic look.
"Go." Aly said sympathetically, taking her daughter out of the carseat. "Go be with Spectre." And that is just what Thomas left to do.
Aly had bid Peter farewell and now Peter was taking a very long time to say goodbye to his seven children before heading off for god knew how long. And Aly leaned against Thomas, pleased when he wrapped his strong arms around her protectively. He was Peter's best friend and she knew that with him, she would be absolutely safe, even with the constant threat of Amaris or any other demon who decided to come their way to take advantage of Peter's absence. "Thank you for being here, Thomas."
Thomas smiled softly and he nodded. "Of course, Aly. You know I'll always be here when you need me. Though I probably shouldn't sing any lullabies." Thomas winked. He loved kids and taking care of Peter's was a joy. But he couldn't carry a tune in a bucket.
Aly laughed, trying to find humour in anything to keep herself from worrying. "Oh, they handle those pretty well by themselves. Even little Thomas now. He sings to Peter. Not usually with words so much, but definitely with screaming."
Thomas grinned at that, pleased that his little namesake was shaping up just right! "Peter doesn't want to let him go." Thomas looked over at his best friend, who was clinging rather vehemently to his son. Little Thomas was obliviously trying to eat Peter's crazy hair.
Aly sighed. "I think he would have taken them with him were it not dangerous." On that last word, Thomas felt a shudder go through Aly's body.
"Hey. He's going to be alright. This is what Peter does. He's a crazy mother fucker, but this is what he does and he's damn good at it."
Aly nodded. She knew it was true. This was Peter's calling. She still hated it when he left. Finally, Peter brought baby Thomas back over to his wife, and he bent down to put the tiny Lauren back into her stroller. He kissed the baby Rasputina who was being held by Svetlana. Then he stepped forward and kissed Aly one more time. "I'll be back soon, Beautiful." He promised.
"Oh, I know." Thomas said with a cheeky wink.
Peter snickered and he shook his head. "Smartarse." He ran his fingers through Aly's hair. "I love you."
"I love you too, Peter." Aly kissed him back and then she laughed when Thomas stepped forward and planted a kiss right on Peter's lips.
"Well...I'm carrying that one with me..." Peter said, looking shocked. "Ahem. My...people are waiting. Or...something that makes me sound less...important. Ahem. I'll ring you when we get there."
"Bye, Daddy!" Lydia, Anna and Caleb chimed in unison.
Peter looked at them all fondly and he blew more goodbye kisses in their direction before being dragged off towards the plane by a frantic Rosa.
When Thomas and Aly returned to Aly's home to get the kids some lunch, they were greeted by a desperate Deirdre who had stopped by to see if anyone had hard about Quinn, only to find an empty house. She ran up to the car and she pulled Thomas out of it quickly. "Thomas, what the hell?!"
Thomas gave Deirdre an odd look. "Deirdre, same question!" He replied.
"It's Quinn! They found him all bloody and gross and like almost dead and they're at the hospital and Spectre's there and he needs you! When did you get back?" She asked, cocking her head to the side.
"Yesterday. No one knew. Dear god...Quinn." Thomas gave Aly an apologetic look.
"Go." Aly said sympathetically, taking her daughter out of the carseat. "Go be with Spectre." And that is just what Thomas left to do.
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