I hear my mother walk in the door but the book is just getting good, she's never in a good mood anyway when she comes home. It's always best to let her come in and talk to Daddy before I try to tell her about my day - Daddy already knows.
"Sarah, you know you have to wear your glasses when you read."
Her voice pulls me from my book and I sigh, huffing and looking up at her; giving her my 'reading, go away' look as Daddy calls it. "Bu..."
"Maintenant, ne pas me faire la parole il encore."Apparently Mommy's in one of those moods tonight. "Fine." I mutter, sighing and getting up, putting my bookmark right in the middle of the bestest part so far and rushing to my room. "Glasses." I look around the room trying to find them and remember where I put them last
( ... )
Focused on the file to the point of giving myself a headache, I hardly hear Lilah come in. But judging by the way she does come in, her day at work was worse than usual. She skips the defrosting portion of the evening almost completely, wandering over to demand a little attention after sending Sarah for her specs. Sarah sighs but hurries to get them, knowing better than to test Li when she's had a day
( ... )
Sarah comes bolting into the room and it's her sweet smile that pulls Lindsey from his papers. He finally looks at me as if he sees me for the first time. I smile tiredly at him and for once I don't put up a fight when he pulls me into his arms, leaning against him and resting my hands over his.
"That smug warlock Ramos still giving you grief?"
I lean my head against his and sigh softly, nodding and closing my eyes. I feel and hear Sarah's shoes as she bounds over the couch and finds her way into my lap. I open one eye to say something to her about being a lady but my exhaustion and general feeling of being fedup from the day keeps me quiet.
"Want us to beat him up for you? I'll hold him and Sarah can hit..."Shaking my head I sigh and lean forward to kiss the top of Sarah's head. "I will not allow my daughter to fight...Not there," I mutter determined not to let my work run my life as it used to. "There's a reason we live an hour away from the office
( ... )
I’m waltzing around on thin ice with my flippant attitude and Lilah lets me know it, loud and clear. So I pour the Scotch with a little shrug and a whole lot of unvoiced concern. Drinking is for escaping… don’t I know it… and it seems to me that about the worst thing you can do when you’ve got a kid asking questions is try to escape. But for now, I’ll let it slide. (I hate that unfamiliar look of defeat on Lilah. Maybe I’m willing to stoop to an easy way out too, if one presents itself.) It’ll give us both a couple more minutes to calm down and then see what we can do about Sarah.
I take a seat with Lilah on the couch, putting my arm around her and holding her close. All those years that me and Lilah spent taking out the hurt on each other… well, Angel was wrong. Turns out evil lawyers can change after all.
"Ramos is bad news, Lindsey. I won't let him get near Sarah, or you. Day's like this..."She trails off and I shake my head. “This isn’t all on your shoulders,” I reassure her. “You’re not the only one around here who’s going to
( ... )
This isn’t all on your shoulders...You’re not the only one around here who's going to make sure Sarah stays out of trouble.”
Oh, but it is. Why does he not get that? I'm the only one that really exists in this places, according to Wolfram and Hart Lindsey didn't exist and I was a single mother. When it boils down to it I am in this alone and he needs to realize that before it gets us all killed.
“This another ‘choose each other’ plan? Should I start feeling you up for wires?”
"Yeah, sure is." I roll my eyes at him and shake my head, pulling away from his arms and curling up on the other end of the couch. Physical distance is easy when you're far too gone for emotional distance anymore.
“We’ll be fine right here, babe. We knew Sarah was going to start getting curious sooner or later. If there’s a way to get you untangled from Wolfram & Hart, we’ll take it, first chance we get. But for now, it’s you and it’s me, and we’ll figure out something to tell her. Believe me.” "Later was the preference, Lindsey," I mutter against the lip of
( ... )
She pulls away and... well, if it wasn't Lilah I was talking about, I might be tempted to use the word 'sulking', tossing back the rest of her drink like the pro that she is and laying it out for me. Sarah's unanswerable questions and her brain that's going to force us to do some fancy dancing if we don't want our daughter finding out that the monsters under the bed are alive and well and terrorizing her mother on the regular basis just yet. Kind of leaves me wanting a drink too. It can't be as hopeless as that, can it
( ... )
"So we tell her...Not all of it... but enough. You're right, Li. She's a smart kid. How much do you think she's already got figured out? We'll fill in a few of the blanks for her."
Laughter escapes my lips and I'm glad that I didn't have anything in my mouth when he said that because I really don't feel like wearing it tonight. "Now I know you have lost your fucking mind McDonald." I cock my brow at him and I honestly wondered if he was serious; the look in his eyes said he was. "Yes, We're going to tell my six year old daughter that the monsters she reads about are not only real but her parents work for them?! Yes, that'll go over really fucking well Lindsey."
If it wasn't for Sarah in the next room I would have thrown the glass - and possibly several others - out of pure frustration. I don't do things like this, I don't deal with these moments. I still don't understand how a simple innocent question from my daughter got so fucking complicated.
"Probably safer than trying to keep her completely in the dark...Don't you think?"
( ... )
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"Sarah, you know you have to wear your glasses when you read."
Her voice pulls me from my book and I sigh, huffing and looking up at her; giving her my 'reading, go away' look as Daddy calls it. "Bu..."
"Maintenant, ne pas me faire la parole il encore."Apparently Mommy's in one of those moods tonight. "Fine." I mutter, sighing and getting up, putting my bookmark right in the middle of the bestest part so far and rushing to my room. "Glasses." I look around the room trying to find them and remember where I put them last ( ... )
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"That smug warlock Ramos still giving you grief?"
I lean my head against his and sigh softly, nodding and closing my eyes. I feel and hear Sarah's shoes as she bounds over the couch and finds her way into my lap. I open one eye to say something to her about being a lady but my exhaustion and general feeling of being fedup from the day keeps me quiet.
"Want us to beat him up for you? I'll hold him and Sarah can hit..."Shaking my head I sigh and lean forward to kiss the top of Sarah's head. "I will not allow my daughter to fight...Not there," I mutter determined not to let my work run my life as it used to. "There's a reason we live an hour away from the office ( ... )
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I take a seat with Lilah on the couch, putting my arm around her and holding her close. All those years that me and Lilah spent taking out the hurt on each other… well, Angel was wrong. Turns out evil lawyers can change after all.
"Ramos is bad news, Lindsey. I won't let him get near Sarah, or you. Day's like this..."She trails off and I shake my head. “This isn’t all on your shoulders,” I reassure her. “You’re not the only one around here who’s going to ( ... )
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Oh, but it is. Why does he not get that? I'm the only one that really exists in this places, according to Wolfram and Hart Lindsey didn't exist and I was a single mother. When it boils down to it I am in this alone and he needs to realize that before it gets us all killed.
“This another ‘choose each other’ plan? Should I start feeling you up for wires?”
"Yeah, sure is." I roll my eyes at him and shake my head, pulling away from his arms and curling up on the other end of the couch. Physical distance is easy when you're far too gone for emotional distance anymore.
“We’ll be fine right here, babe. We knew Sarah was going to start getting curious sooner or later. If there’s a way to get you untangled from Wolfram & Hart, we’ll take it, first chance we get. But for now, it’s you and it’s me, and we’ll figure out something to tell her. Believe me.” "Later was the preference, Lindsey," I mutter against the lip of ( ... )
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Laughter escapes my lips and I'm glad that I didn't have anything in my mouth when he said that because I really don't feel like wearing it tonight. "Now I know you have lost your fucking mind McDonald." I cock my brow at him and I honestly wondered if he was serious; the look in his eyes said he was. "Yes, We're going to tell my six year old daughter that the monsters she reads about are not only real but her parents work for them?! Yes, that'll go over really fucking well Lindsey."
If it wasn't for Sarah in the next room I would have thrown the glass - and possibly several others - out of pure frustration. I don't do things like this, I don't deal with these moments. I still don't understand how a simple innocent question from my daughter got so fucking complicated.
"Probably safer than trying to keep her completely in the dark...Don't you think?" ( ... )
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