Darker London-Uncover what is underneath...

In the end, they had let Deirdre go through her labour in Renee's room, because until she was fully dialated, all she could really do was sit there and moan and cry and she seemed to do that a lot less when she was beside Renee. There was no shortage of people around them either, which helped. Flynn had come to be with them, and he and Quinn hovered almost constantly. Giles had shown up, and he had sat with them, palefaced with anticipation. Deirdre's mother and step-father were present and Paula had stopped in. A great deal of Littletons had come to say hi. Deirdre's band mates and house mates and tenents and employees...all had come to wish her well and be with her through the part where waiting was all that could be done.

( Never Alone )

Deirdre was surrounded by people she loved. She had crawled into Renee's bed, despite the fact that the fit was slightly precarious. She was three people at the moment, and four people in a hospital bed was slightly ridiculous, even if Peter had ensured that Renee was set up in a comfortable room. Julian was by the side of the bed, reading a story book to Deirdre's twins. He liked interacting with them since he had missed this part of Aislinn's life. Mostly, Aislinn had missed it too.... Little Dylan was there, curled up on another chair, dozing off, and Quinn was watching over them all without saying a word. For once...

( LABOURZ! )

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 )

Deirdre roomed with Flynn. This was not an option, it was a requirement. The rules had been lax while Quinn and Kait were touring with them, but Kait was dead and Quinn was in London. The rules were back and strictly enforced. Sure, it possibly would have made more sense to room Deirdre with Serenity and Flynn with Timothy, but Deirdre had never been someone who simply followed reason. Instead she rebelled against it.

( Bed Buddies )

Deirdre was curled up at Flynn's side, thankful that he had come to join her today. She had been hiding in his room for the past week and a half and when he was there she could at least forget she was hiding. When he was with Quinn, she was alone. It made the emptiness from losing Kait ever so much more obvious.

( Life )

The time for curling up at Spectre's side would come. Deirdre was alone now for the first time since her beloved Kait's death, and she felt it prudent that she take the opportunity to do a few things she hadn't felt she could do in Flynn's presence.

( I barely breathe when you are near )