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OOC Fic
Who: Emma/Scott
When: AXM #1
Where: Bedroom at the Mansion
Rating: PG13 - Kinky without being explicit and no nudity
( If I was joking, Emma, I would be smiling ) -
Some people just don't know how to say goodbye
There was no goodbye to say. Just her resignation on Charles' desk and a small note left on Scott's door.
It was nice while it lasted. I will always love you. You know where to find me but this isn't my home.She left in the early hours, the cab taking her to the airport. From there it was only a tiny flight in the Frost company jet to return to ( Read more... ) -
Journal Entry
Lillian is growing like a weed and she is a Frost up one side and down the other. Sweet, charming, vivacious and demanding as all hell. I admit, I never imagined myself with a child but now that I have her, I couldn't imagine my life without her ( Read more... ) -
Escape is never so simple as merely getting away [Grey]
Things at the Mansion were tense. She'd tried to avoid it, spending time in the garden, or the classroom that would be hers in a few weeks, but in the end all it did was lead to commments about her avoiding the others. Mostly coming from Hank. But there was only so much time she could spend with him in the labs ( Read more... ) -
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The gardens were quiet, just the soft and distant sound of the students as they moved from one classroom to another. It was Emma's favorite time of the day. Just her and Lillian in the gardens, the air just starting to turn towards the heat of day, and yet there is just enough chill that it was pleasant ( Read more... ) -
Journal Entry
Lillian and I are home and well. She's... her mother's child as she definitely has my lungs. Everyone loves her and while I don't think this is going to bring down all walls, some of the staff seem a little thawed. At least where it comes to her. -
Please welcome to the world
Ms Frost asked me to post this to her private blog so that her friends might help her celebrate.
( A legend is born ) -
The birth of a scion
At six a.m. they rolled Emma into surgery. They had told her that she could be awake for it but, worried that something might go wrong, she'd asked to be out for the entire thing. When the doctor had balked, she had spoken straight to him, without words, to inform him of the damage that she might cause if she was awake ( Read more... ) -
And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right
How many times had they stood in this same room, the two of them hidden in that tiny alcove and stealing a kiss after classes? How many times had she lured him here with a whisper of a thought, only to find out how loud his thoughts could become? How many times had they stood here, toe to toe and fought until they were hoarse, their hearts pounding ( Read more... )