~Saturday, July 18th, 1936~
maeveowens: ~~A week after the Lenore and Amara incident~~
maeveowens: ::Maeve left the house late that morning after securing Olivia snugly in her stroller. She stopped briefly at Kizzie's, just to check up on her. She feels enormously guilty over that whole mess. It's a couple of hours later before she arrives back home::
quantumcatz: IS: ::is sitting in the living room, stands up when she gets home::
maeveowens: MV: ::she glances up, smiling:: Hello. ::she bends over Olivia, working to get her out of the stroller.::
quantumcatz: IS: Harry came round to see how you were
maeveowens: MV: ::she pauses but continues to gentle pull Olivia from the buggy. After a moment she glances up:: Oh? What for?
quantumcatz: IS: ::shrugs; softly:: He said you got hurt before
maeveowens: MV: ::she frowns:: Oh. Yeah. Just scratch. ::she shrugs, smiling weakly::
quantumcatz: IS: I may not have been very well, but i didn't see a scratch. I didn't see anything
yarnkittymon: OL: ::is sleeping peacefully, like she's exhausted::
maeveowens: MV: ::she heads for the stairs, intending to put Olivia to sleep and avoid anymore questions:: I had Toby take care of it since you were ill.
quantumcatz: IS: Why didn't you tell me?
maeveowens: MV: ::she sighs, pausing by the stairs; softly:: You had enough to deal with Isaac.
quantumcatz: IS: ::moves towards her, looking upset:: It's worse to think that you wouldn't tell me
maeveowens: MV: ::she winces; quietly:: I'm sorry I didn't say anything Isaac. I thought that it was best under the circumstances.
quantumcatz: IS: ::sighs and turns away, rubbing his eyes with his hand:: I'm sick of you getting hurt, i'm sick of it
maeveowens: MV: ::she tucks Olivia against her so that she can reach out to touch his arm, gently:: Isaac. That's why I didn't tell you. But what does it matter? I'm here and it wasn't bad...
quantumcatz: IS: Because something'll happen again. Something always happens again
maeveowens: MV: ::whispers sadly:: I'm sorry. I can't promise nothing wont but you don't know that it will. ::she squeezes his arm then tugs, trying to make him face her::
quantumcatz: IS: ::hesitates and then turns to look at her, his face is pale again, like when he was ill:: I do know. it always does
maeveowens: MV: ::she pauses, looking shaken to see him so pale again; softly:: If I have anything to say about it it wont. I promise. ::she pauses then gently:: Isaac maybe you should rest...
quantumcatz: IS: I'm fine
maeveowens: MV: ::worriedly:: You don't look fine. ::she looks down at the baby:: Let me put Olivia down for her nap and I'll be right back, okay?
quantumcatz: IS: ::sighs, running a hand through his hair:: Yeah, sure ::turns away::
maeveowens: MV: ::goes up the stairs as quickly and as gently as she can to put Olivia in her crib. ::
quantumcatz: IS: ::sits down on a chair, resting his head in his hand:
maeveowens: MV: ::once Olivia is tucked in to her crib, she hurries back down. She pauses when she sees him, paling a bit herself. After a moment, she walks over and
perches on the arm. She runs a hand across his shoulder, rubbing gently::
quantumcatz: IS: ::softly, not looking up at her:: I can't keep doing this. Why can't we just all go live happily ever after?
maeveowens: MV: ::she rubs his shoulder; gently:: We will Isaac. We just hit a rough spot but we'll get past it. We always do.
quantumcatz: IS: I wish i could be sure about that
maeveowens: MV: ::softly and just slightly teasing:: I'm sure we will and you trust me, don't you?
quantumcatz: IS: ::sighs:: Of course i do
maeveowens: MV: It'll be okay. ::pauses:: Are you sure you don't want to lie down for a while?
quantumcatz: IS: ::softly:: I'll be okay
maeveowens: MV: ::she sighs, not believing that. After a moment she scoots herself off the arm of the chair, sliding down next to him. Softly:: You aren't still mad at me, are you?
quantumcatz: IS: I'm not mad at you
maeveowens: MV: ::she looks up at him, not sure what else to say to make it better::
quantumcatz: IS: ::sighs:: I just wish... ::pauses:: But you wouldn't be Maeve if you weren't getting yourself into trouble. I don't know what i wish
maeveowens: MV: ::she frowns at him; jokingly:: I still stand by the fact that trouble finds me and that I don't find it.
quantumcatz: IS: ::smiles weakly:: It's got an awful vendetta against you then
maeveowens: MV: ::she smiles, looking a little relived:: Maybe but it's gotta give up some day. I'm pretty sure I've completely exhausted it by now.
quantumcatz: IS: I hope so
maeveowens: MV: ::softly:: It'll be fine Isaac. Even so, I always come back. ::she grins::
quantumcatz: IS: ::softly:: People always do come back..until they don't
maeveowens: MV: ::she winces; weakly:: Yeah but they aren't as stubborn as me.
quantumcatz: IS: ::smiles:: Yeah, there is that
maeveowens: MV: ::she smiles again then leans her head against his shoulder, sighing::
quantumcatz: IS: ::runs his hand through her hair; softly:: I don't want to lose you
maeveowens: MV: ::gently:: You won't. I promise.
quantumcatz: IS: ::murmurs:; You know you can't promise that
maeveowens: MV: ::sighs then softly:: Then I promise I'll do everything I can to not let that happen.
quantumcatz: IS: ::nods:: Thank you
maeveowens: MV: ::she reaches up, kissing his cheek softly; whispers:: You're welcome.
quantumcatz: IS: ::smiles weakly:: Think you can fix Eli while you're at it?
maeveowens: MV: ::smirks:: I'm afraid I'd be in danger of being bitten
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