Deirdre was lying on her little brother's bed and he was watching her with some concern while he discussed the greater points of his history essay and she shifted around, trying to find a comfortable position. She finally decided that there wasn't one, and gave up.

Pater )
Deirdre was lying on her little brother's bed and he was watching her with some concern while he discussed the greater points of his history essay and she shifted around, trying to find a comfortable position. She finally decided that there wasn't one, and gave up.

Pater )
Being back at Victoria Lane was bittersweet. In the weeks following Kait's death, Deirdre had spent every waking moment, and even the non-waking ones at Spectre and Flynn's house in an attempt to avoid spending time in the room she had shared with her beloved girlfriend. Now, however, it had been months. She couldn't justify invading their space anymore, even if neither of them would refuse her. Spectre had been reunited with Thomas after a very long separation, and it was the same for Flynn and Quinn.

Rescued )
Being back at Victoria Lane was bittersweet. In the weeks following Kait's death, Deirdre had spent every waking moment, and even the non-waking ones at Spectre and Flynn's house in an attempt to avoid spending time in the room she had shared with her beloved girlfriend. Now, however, it had been months. She couldn't justify invading their space anymore, even if neither of them would refuse her. Spectre had been reunited with Thomas after a very long separation, and it was the same for Flynn and Quinn.

Rescued )
When Dylan awoke, the first thing he saw was his mother. It made sense, her bright red hair was like a beacon, blazing away against the starkness of the white room. Finian was beside her, holding her hand. And Caitlin was clenching it back so tightly her knuckles had gone ghost-like. She'd never had to worry about a child like this before. Deirdre was always so responsible, or at least it looked that way to her. And Dylan had run off before, but Caitlin had just known he'd be fine. He was a genius, after all, and able to use his intellect to keep himself safe even at 11 years of age. But while Dylan was just lying there, motionless and looking so tiny against the bed, she had no such reassurance. Dylan's brilliance couldn't get him out of death if the injuries were bad enough.

Wee Wee Sir Dylan )
When Dylan awoke, the first thing he saw was his mother. It made sense, her bright red hair was like a beacon, blazing away against the starkness of the white room. Finian was beside her, holding her hand. And Caitlin was clenching it back so tightly her knuckles had gone ghost-like. She'd never had to worry about a child like this before. Deirdre was always so responsible, or at least it looked that way to her. And Dylan had run off before, but Caitlin had just known he'd be fine. He was a genius, after all, and able to use his intellect to keep himself safe even at 11 years of age. But while Dylan was just lying there, motionless and looking so tiny against the bed, she had no such reassurance. Dylan's brilliance couldn't get him out of death if the injuries were bad enough.

Wee Wee Sir Dylan )
The cruise for Peter's birthday was absolutely perfect. Peter loved it. He loved that he got to spend the time with his friends and family and there certainly were a lot of those around tonight... He was thrilled to hear Spectre and Derek Sherinian playing, and Deirdre sang occasionally too. It was wonderful. Even if he had doubled the amount of pain killers he was taking just to numb his stupid aching head. Once he was headache free, he was able to enjoy himself immensely. He had a wonderful chat with Dimitri and Sergei, and he laughed as Tasha danced with Hope and Fiona all at once. He danced with Aly too. And then with his daughters all in turn. Even Caleb wanted to dance, but only so he could stand on Peter's shoes and get a 'ride'. Lavannah was sitting by the railing chatting with Gavin, though she was watching Johanna with someone else who Peter recognised was Will. Evey kept running up to Will and then darting away again to chat with Deirdre and her girls as well. Every time there was a break in the music, Spectre was followed around by Jacinta and Edward Montgomery, and they proceeded to parent him. He looked oddly pleased. Abigail and Stuart were dancing and looking quite happy. Even Robert looked okay, though he hung back away from the action. Thomas was talking with Mary and Kat who was rolling her daughters back and forth in the stroller as she talked. People were everywhere, dancing and laughing and eating.

And then Peter started to feel a little strange. He excused himself from Aly's presence and he slipped down under the deck into one of the small hallways so he could lean up against the thin wall. It might be that he was just a little motion sick, but the cruise had ended about twenty minutes ago and the boat was now docked. It was gently rocking back and forth, but nothing major. And still Peter felt incredibly dizzy. He put a hand to his head and he crouched down a little, willing himself not to be sick.
The cruise for Peter's birthday was absolutely perfect. Peter loved it. He loved that he got to spend the time with his friends and family and there certainly were a lot of those around tonight... He was thrilled to hear Spectre and Derek Sherinian playing, and Deirdre sang occasionally too. It was wonderful. Even if he had doubled the amount of pain killers he was taking just to numb his stupid aching head. Once he was headache free, he was able to enjoy himself immensely. He had a wonderful chat with Dimitri and Sergei, and he laughed as Tasha danced with Hope and Fiona all at once. He danced with Aly too. And then with his daughters all in turn. Even Caleb wanted to dance, but only so he could stand on Peter's shoes and get a 'ride'. Lavannah was sitting by the railing chatting with Gavin, though she was watching Johanna with someone else who Peter recognised was Will. Evey kept running up to Will and then darting away again to chat with Deirdre and her girls as well. Every time there was a break in the music, Spectre was followed around by Jacinta and Edward Montgomery, and they proceeded to parent him. He looked oddly pleased. Abigail and Stuart were dancing and looking quite happy. Even Robert looked okay, though he hung back away from the action. Thomas was talking with Mary and Kat who was rolling her daughters back and forth in the stroller as she talked. People were everywhere, dancing and laughing and eating.

And then Peter started to feel a little strange. He excused himself from Aly's presence and he slipped down under the deck into one of the small hallways so he could lean up against the thin wall. It might be that he was just a little motion sick, but the cruise had ended about twenty minutes ago and the boat was now docked. It was gently rocking back and forth, but nothing major. And still Peter felt incredibly dizzy. He put a hand to his head and he crouched down a little, willing himself not to be sick.

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