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clumsy_auror ([personal profile] clumsy_auror) wrote2006-11-19 04:15 am

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They enter the flat slowly; Ellie bounds up, and then stops, her head cocked to the side, perplexed.

It's early; almost too early for the kids to be up.

Almost.

When they get to the hall, Anthony seems to sense their presence from the master bedroom, and begins to wail. 'Dora deposits Bernard on his side of the bed, and crawls across to the baby, picking him up and patting his back. "I know. I know. You're dying."

Once Anthony is fed and changed and settled in his cot for the moment, 'Dora turns her attention back to her husband.

He's been sitting on the edge of the bed this entire time. Hasn't even taken his coat off.

She walks around to his side of the bed again and kneels, unlacing one shoe, almost biting through her lip. "We need to get some ice for your head, love. You can't go to sleep."

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2006-11-20 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay," he repeats, sighing. His hand fists in her jumper. "Thanks." He smiles, wobbly. "You always take care of me."

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2006-11-20 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll hold you to it forever," he whispers, his eyes slipping closed. It takes him a moment, but he opens them up again. "I was really scared."

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2006-11-20 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry," he replies, low, and it's different than the other times. "I love you. When I realized I was in trouble, you were all I thought of."

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2006-11-20 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"All right." Bernard settles Anthony more securely and lets the baby grab his finger, leaning in to kiss him again. "We'll just... rest up."

He catches her eye, though, before she leaves. "But don't you two stay away, okay?"

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2006-11-20 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, monkey," Bernard whispers, settling into the bed and rubbing his eyes.

"It's just you and me." Ellie lifts her head, whuffing an indignant sigh. "And you too, Ellie."

He lets his eyes shut on the bright, sunny room and wills his body to relax, and if his eyes fly open every few minutes, well. The intervals get longer and longer, and his breathing gets slower and slower, until he, Anthony and Ellie are all sound asleep, for the moment.