thinking it through

Thinking it through by elliewriter on Polyvore

Olivia's due date came and went. It was getting depressing because all she wanted to do was sleep, lately. She wasn't fond of contractions even if they'd been false.

And then it happened. Her legs practically buckled one morning when she went to pour herself a cup of coffee. Thankfully, Luc was there and she had the baby with in three hours.

It wasn't until later they figured out she'd been having contractions for the last 27 hours. She felt a little ridiculous and yet such a survivor. Rain only weight six pounds with thick dark hair. They were home the next day, and she was already using the baby wrap that Ricki had gave her.

Honestly, Olivia didn't know if she'd have any feelings for her little boy. She couldn't help but see Luc in everything he did. Those eyes were Luc's and so was that smile.

"I don't see it that way at all. Thank God, he's got your nose." Luc wanted to watch the baby from his carseat, but soon enough Olivia had him holding the baby too, even cuddled up in the wrap like a bandage around Luc's middle.

Of course, they'd made a list of what not to do around the baby.

1. no TV.
2. no texting while holding the baby.
3. keeping him away from their cell phone or other electronic devices.

"But we'll deprive him." Luc couldn't help but say. Of course, Olivia was going to keep the baby away from sugar too.

"We have to try." She really wanted Luc to be on board, but she wasn't even sure she could keep a promise like this. She'd seen how little kids were with these electronic devices. She wanted Rain to have a healthy childhood.

At the moment, she kept the list on the fridge. She was sure she'd probably add to the list as time went on.

just another dinner

Syreeta was glad Luna wanted to do this. Dinner at her house.

It felt a little different around Zac now. Maybe it was all Luna's doing. Honestly, she never ever thought the four of them would be doing anything together. But here they were, all so grownup, and Luna making something Italian.

Of course, they'd all helped out in the kitchen. It was a group thing. Luna wasn't having to do it all.

Naturally, Sawyer brought the gelato. Chocolate Hazelnut. He did have a sweet tooth. She thought he was going to get into it before they even set down to the veggie lasagna.

"My Dad might make me go to my Mom's for Christmas." Sawyer mentioned as he was putting it in the freezer. "He promised me I wouldn't have too, but she calls him all the time." He looked so sad. Syreeta looked over at Luna and Zac who looked so happy.

"Try not to worry about it. Maybe, he'll make her see that you need to have your own holiday. Maybe she'll come see you." Syreeta knew it didn't always work out that way, but sometimes it did.

They sat down to the hearty meal.

"I think you, have to go to one of those fancy cooking school now." Zac told Luna after one taste of the gooey casserole.

"Well, I'm glad this isn't turkey. We've been eating turkey all week." Luna informed them.

Just as they were passing around more rolls, Holden, Luna's step-brother, showed up from the basement, looking for something to eat in the kitchen.

"You, could eat with us, if you want." Luna called to him.

Holden looked as if he'd be unwanted company.

Luna went to get him a plate.

He finally came around and squeezed in between her and Zac.

Syreeta tried not to make Holden feel uncomfortable. Everyone went ahead and ate.

Syreeta supposed she should try harder to get to know Luna's step-brother, but she wasn't really sure it was her place.

sour notes

"Well, I hope you, had a wonderful Thanksgiving." Dorian glared at Eli. He doubted if Eli knew how mocking he was. Dorian wanted to explode. It wasn't every day an ex's new boyfriend was over for Thanksgiving and the days that followed.

At least Ruben tried his best to keep everything from falling apart. Dorian knew his parents thought it was weird that Deiter was here. They still weren't sure who he was, other than being some foreigner who liked to talk about guns and big game and hunting.

"It was fine." Eli batted his lashes as if Dorian was suppose to forgive there at the coffee shop where Dorian was cleaning up.

"Just don't ever ask me to do this again." Dorian fumed.

"I didn't think you'd mind." Eli was a bit baffled as he ordered a hot chocolate.

"Well, why couldn't he have just gone home, with you?" Dorian tilted his head staring at Eli, waiting for answers, but why should he get any? After all, Eli hadn't exactly talked to him since their break up.

"I dunno." Eli shrugged as if that were his answer to everything. He pressed his lips tight as if there was something else he needed to stay. "Look, we need a place to stay. We don't have one yet. Could..could we stay..with..you?"

"Are you serious?" Dorian winced hard. He could only hope Ruben would say NO.

"Why is it? I have to be the bad guy?" Ruben's eyes were so serious. Yes, he'd let Eli stay for dinner. After all, Deiter was comfortable in the guestroom.

"Because." Dorian voice almost echoed in their bedroom as he was tossing the extra pillows off the bed that Dorian needed to make the bed pretty. Eli and Deiter were just down the hall.

"They have no place to go." Ruben sighed as if he were carrying the weight of the world. It was fridgid outside. "Eli clearly has no idea ..what he's doing." Ruben shook his head. He always thought Eli was a little slow thinking, even if he might be a genius at something, but he didn't know what.

Ruben  nursed his bottom lip in thought.

"They need help." He threw his hands up. How could he explain it. It was like the blind leading the blind. "Who knows..maybe they aren't even having sex." But as soon as he said it, he could see it didn't help Dorian's fury.

"I want them out. I want our place back!" He whisper shouted as his teeth gnashed.

Ruben only smiled.

"Calm down. It won't be forever." Ruben rested his hands on Dorian's thin shoulders. "We'll help them for a week or two. But my brother is coming for Christmas..and..and they have to be out before then."

"Is that true?" Dorian was puzzled.

"Yes, he called this morning." Now Ruben felt bad. "I'm sorry." He squinted. "I meant to tell you. Its.. you know..our guest and all." He'd spent a good chunk of the morning with Deiter who followed him around campus. It seemed Eli didn't have time for Deiter. "Look, maybe this thing with Eli and Deiter will fall apart, and he'll just go back to Germany."

It was hard to say if it was a real relationship between those two, and yet Ruben couldn't quite think of the two being that goofy with anyone else.

"Maybe..maybe Eli's sister can take them." Ruben didn't want to make Dorian feel that he wasn't on his side, and yet he seriously wondered if Eli and Deiter could even make it on their own.

while the night's still young

Julie was not one to boast, but she never took a relationship seriously. She thought of herself as being above all that. She laughed at her sisters when they always bickered about their boyfriends. She never had to worry.

Although, it could get rather lonely, but she thought it would be boring to have a boyfriend. Sure, she had her moments. Usually, she manned up to it. Where ever it was or whatever. There had been musical festivals where she fell in with some other reporter. That was when she was good and drunk and needed a laugh.

And yes, she needed a laugh. Thanksgiving sucked. Hansen wasn't around to cheer her up.

Since when did he take to liking this Sara? It was like a disease, she started to think. Didn't he see, she wasn't amused when he showed up with Sara at the concert?

Julie had to admit she didn't like sharing her buddy. Yes, that's what he was. Nothing more. Nothing less. Still, she really thought she could count on him. And now she couldn't.

So, she'd set out to make this right and when she woke up with Crosby..something went wrong.

She closed her eyes. She wasn't drunk. She wanted to hide under the covers as she rethought this through. How could she? What sort of fool sleeps with someone's roommate?

Well, sex was on her mind. Maybe it was a winter thing. So many excuses raced through her head. It was stupid, but it felt like a whim she needed to see through. And she did.

But as she turned away from Crosby before he could stir, she wondered if she should leave before he  awoke. Before Hansen got home. Maybe, they could forget this even happened.