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Post by Cian Lawrence on Dec 11, 2009 22:20:11 GMT -5
Cian grinned and got the requested pajamas. He dressed the little boy quickly and settled him under the sheets. Stroking the little boy's cheek, he dropped a kiss there. "Good night, love. Sleep well." He ran a hand through Oliver's hair, smoothed the covers and then exited, dimming the lights.
He moved into their bedroom then, kneeling next to Emma. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he dropped kisses to her neck. "D'you find anything yet?" he asked. He was more interested in seeing her videos truly then going off and searching for his. But then he thought of seeing all his siblings as kids and reconsidered.
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Dec 11, 2009 22:31:02 GMT -5
Hearing his mouse-soft steps against the floor advancing toward her, she didn't bother to turn to see his face, the kisses to her neck bringing her shoulders up. "Yeah, a few," she replied absently, setting a few tapes aside. "Dee's soccer game, my second birthday, my sixteenth birthday, and I think one of my high school plays, or something," she rattled off.
Emma tilted her head, now looking into those hazel embers that just melted her. "What about you? I want to see you when you were a baby. And everybody else, of course."
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Post by Cian Lawrence on Dec 11, 2009 22:41:41 GMT -5
He grinned at the memories she shared, excited to see them all. Nuzzling his nose against her neck, he let out a sigh. "Let's go see." He pulled away from her reluctantly and moved to the box that held his old things, the same group that he had found the camera in originally. Sifting through Timmy's novels, he finally found a few tapes. "'Ere we go," he hummed, pulling them out.
"Let's see. There's me and Coll," he had had to rescue that from his mom's locked trunk of "Colleen things," "me riding a bike, me and Timmy fishing with our Da, me and the three guys, Timmy, Brian, and Lucas, me holding baby Danny, me and Tim making a wreck of ourselves in the mud and the rain..." A grin found his face at the memories. "I wanna see Baby Emma," he admitted, dropping a kiss to her lips.
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Dec 11, 2009 22:56:11 GMT -5
Colleen? Emma picked her head up, taking the few steps over to where he was kneeling by his own box of things, taking that tape and putting it with hers. They were watching that one. It was awful to admit, but she didn't care if he protested. He could go to bed and she could watch it by herself. Part of her was still undyingly curious about Colleen, especially after seeing how having Maura affected his family.
Her smile grew as he described the videos. "Sounds perfect," she said, resting her chin on his shoulder. Then she snorted a laugh. "Yeah, right. I wanna see Baby Cian, too, but I'm sure you'll hide those away somewhere like I'm doing with mine."
Coming to her feet, she started back into the living room. "Onward, to the Lawrence family home video collection."
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Post by Cian Lawrence on Dec 11, 2009 23:03:17 GMT -5
Cian laughed, bundling all their videos up and bringing them into the living room with him. He stacked the tapes in front of the VCR and sat cross-legged, waiting for her to catch up. "Which're we watching first?" It didn't matter one way or the other to him; he planned on watching all of them through the night. He couldn't wait to pop the first one in and cuddle with her on the couch.
He was just as excited to see her past as he was to relive his own.
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Post by Luna on Dec 12, 2009 5:08:34 GMT -5
At this time, she'd be snuggled next to Oliver in bed. But the two in the next room's anxious and excited emotions came blaring at her. She couldn't rightly ignore them and try to sleep, now could she? She picked up her head from Oliver's sleeping side, and perked her ears as she turned her head slightly, listening.
With a slight yawn and a stretch, she made her way to where they were. She tilted her head to the side, stopping at the door. What where they doing? She let out a soft whine, scratching at the door slightly; asking for permission to enter.
[[Wanted Luna to come in and lounge with 'em. Hope that's okay? ^^]]
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Dec 12, 2009 16:04:01 GMT -5
((NO KEE. IT'S NOT.
just kidding! ^^))
Taking a last cantering step to catch up with him, she sat down on the floor with her back against the couch, unable to take up the childish cross-legged position because of her dress, but she crossed her ankles, moving her mouth to the side as she pondered over which one to start with. "Let's go in chronological ((I know it's spelled wrong; too lazy to look up the right way)) order," she suggested. "You were born before me, so, whatever's the first video you have."
Hearing Luna's soft whimpers, she reached toward the door, pushing it open. "Come on, sugar," she cooed, patting her lap and inviting the puppy to lay with them.
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Post by Cian Lawrence on Dec 13, 2009 12:37:18 GMT -5
[[lol i think that's right actually. ALSO:: guess what movie I'm watching. hint: you hate it and it has patrick dempsey in it.]]
Cian nodded, flipping through the cassettes. "I guess that'd be with me and Coll," he said, extracting the tape. He turned to pass her a grin before feeding the tape into the VCR. "Haven't watched a tape in god knows how long..." he muttered, fiddling with the remote. He finally got it the video to start and the screen flickered blue, then snowy, then black. The black gradually faded to gray and finally shapes emerged. Cian moved to sit with Emma. "Da wasn't a very well-trained videographer," he joked. Then the picture finally sharpened to a better quality and Cian saw his two-year-old self staring wide-eyed into the camera.
Looking to the door, Cian smirked and tossed his head. "Come on then, mutt. You can share in my embarrassment as well." He was only joking, of course. He had grown to love Luna and the rest of his family certainly seemed to enjoy her as well.
Then the camera shifted to the doorway between the front hall and the kitchen. Six-year-old Colleen was there, giggling behind her fingers. Her golden curls were tied back from her face with a bright green ribbon that was almost the exact color of her eyes. She laughed openly then and said something to the camera operator but the video had no sound. Cian watched the screen almost-mesmerised, half-smile stuck on his face. He had forgotten her smile...
"That's Colleen, of course," he told Emma unnecessarily. He kept his eyes on the television, watching as Colleen bounced to her brother and gave him a hug, tousling his fly-away, white-blond hair.
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Post by Luna on Dec 17, 2009 20:44:23 GMT -5
"Come on, sugar,"
Luna wagged her tail as she scampered on inside the room. She quickly jumped up on the couch, standing near Emma, she circled around three times before laying down beside her. Her upper body leaned against Emma's side as her head laid silently and still in her lap. Her blue orbs glancing up at her with a smile as he tongue dangled out slightly.
"Come on then, mutt. You can share in my embarrassment as well."
Somethings never changed in this family. Cian still called her a mutt, yet lovingly. She let out a soft yawn as her head turned towards the tv. The sight of little Cian made her head lift up, and tilt slightly to the side. As the camera moved to Colleen.. her ears perked up.
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Dec 17, 2009 20:58:56 GMT -5
Her smile began to slowly fade into an expression of curiosity, and probably wonder if she thought hard enough about what she was watching. Eyes trained on the screen, she leaned her head onto Cian's shoulder for a moment until the camera came into focus, and centered on Colleen, then she perked up, hand resting on Luna's back, scratching behind her ears idly.
There was Colleen. She looked like a doll. Emma didn't know what to make of it. If Cian wasn't phased, what would be the point in being sad about seeing his sister, and asking him how he felt about it? But if he was upset, she didn't want to completely ignore that. Her eyes flickered over to him for a split second, not really catching anything in his face. Sensing indifference, she tapped into him with her Empathy, searching, finding very little. Was he thinking at all?
She began to understand how Catherine and William had thought it would've been selfish if they named Maura Colleen. They lost this; that little girl in the screen. But, still...
"Yeah, I know," she replied absently, biting her lip. And Cian was an absolute cutie. Her concentration moved to him and she squealed, laughing to herself. "Look how cute you were!" she exclaimed, pinching his cheek softly. "Aww, and to think you were gonna marry me someday. Adorable little thing."
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Post by Cian Lawrence on Dec 18, 2009 14:52:45 GMT -5
Cian grinned to the dog briefly, petting along her back. He turned back to the television, watching as little-Cian looked to his sister, smiling wide. He batted at Colleen's hands to get them away from his hair. His sister just laughed and tweaked his nose.
His smile widened as he watched his former-self interact with Colleen. They had been the best of friends. And he missed her and loved her. But... it didn't hurt so much any more. It wasn't some cancer living inside him and eating away at him. He could think about her and what had happened without his chest seizing up. And he had to believe that Emma had been a big part of that. She had made him see the need to face up to his grief and everything and got him to deal with his feelings instead of stowing them away.
He grinned to Emma and moved the hand on Luna to meet hers, lacing their fingers together. He shifted closer so only Luna was wedged between them comfortably. He chuckled at her comment, shaking his head. "Right. Because t'at's what I was thinkin' then: someday I'll grow up and marry t'e best woman in the world." He wrinkled his nose, amused, and ducked in to drop a kiss to her cheek.
Little-Cian was facing the camera now, waving happily per Colleen's instructions. He was speaking too, mouth moving clumsily with newly-learned words.
Cian shook his head and laughed at himself, blushing a bit.
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Post by Luna on Dec 18, 2009 15:30:47 GMT -5
If this wasn't adorable, she didn't know what was. As Cian moved closer to Emma in the couch, she managed to get even more comfortable as she curled into a tiny ball between them. Her eyes locked on the television, she smiled. I wonder..
She picked her head back up, looking between the two, breathing heavily due to her excitement. "Wrrrrooof." She barked softly, her tongue hanging out to the side as she looked back between them once more. Indeed I am lucky..
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Post by Emma Lawrence on Dec 18, 2009 16:03:17 GMT -5
Emma laughed musically, laying her head on his shoulder again, knowing that he wasn't too emotionally attached to seeing Colleen right now, so being a little goofy wasn't completely off-limits. "Of course you were. You were already my man before you knew it." Diverting her face to kiss him soundly, she linked hands with him. Luna's bark caught her attention and she brought a finger to her own lips.
"Shh, sugar," she whispered. "Don't wanna wake Ollie and Mo, do we?" Leaning down she nuzzled the fur on Luna's neck, kissing her a few times before sitting back up. Something excited her--probably seeing something new on the television. Modern appliances seemed to give Luna a whirl.
Once more, Emma smiled and moved her shoulders in a little dance as she watched baby-Cian. "So adorable!"
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