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Fic: Follow You Home - California Tin (23/42)
Title: Follow You Home - California Tin (23/42)
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Cain and DG, but if you saw 'em in the miniseries, they're here or mentioned. Plus some OCs
Rating: PG
Summary: Cain stayed in LA. But can he survive on the Other Side?
Warning: post-series, directly after California Queen. Blame n_e_star, for she fed Steve. ;)
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The rest of 'em are mine.
Prologue | California Queen
California Tin: Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve | Part Thirteen | Part Fourteen | Part Fifteen | Part Sixteen | Part Seventeen | Part Eighteen | Part Nineteen | Part Twenty | Part Twenty-One | Part Twenty-Two | Part Twenty-Three | Part Twenty-Four | Part Twenty-Five | Part Twenty-Six | Part Twenty-Seven | Part Twenty-Eight | Part Twenty-Nine | Part Thirty | Part Thirty-One | Part Thirty-Two | Part Thirty-Three | Part Thirty-Four | Part Thirty-Five | Part Thirty-Six | Part Thirty-Seven | Part Thirty-Eight | Part Thirty-Nine | Part Forty | Part Forty-One | Part Forty-Two
California Sun
Five | Waking Up (CaliSun 20.2) | Almost Like Being in Love (CaliSun 24.5) | An Hour and 45 Minutes | Hava Nagila | Unexpected
WENN last we met: "Wait," Cain said, catching DG's hand and stopping her. "I get 'groped by Coop'," he quoted Josh. "Helping you raise money for your museum. And, to thank me for this, I now have to pay for dinner?"
DG made a face and swatted his arm, causing him to laugh. "I am buying dinner, thank you. And you aren't the only one who got groped," DG said with a huff before turning on her heel and continuing down the street. God Lord, the man had a memory like a steel trap!
"Excuse me?" DG turned to see a rather upset look on Cain's face.
She shook her head and rolled her eyes slightly. Still too literal. "I should be buying dinner for Josh, too. He was also groped, y'know." Cain let out the breath he was holding and shook his head.
He was now fairly certain she was trying to kill him.
They crossed the street and stopped in front of one of the fancier restaurants, taking a moment to peek in the window. DG looked up to Cain, who grimaced slightly, but shrugged. DG nodded for them to continue down the sidewalk; there were at least five more places in the next two blocks.
They stopped inside the third one - it reminded DG of Olive Garden, but a little more fancy. They perused the menu and DG gave him a shrug. Cain glanced it over and wasn’t sure about the price, but DG convinced him that money was no object that evening. His actions were worth the extravagance, as far as she was concerned.
He leaned down and asked quietly: "What do I want?" He and DG had a pretty regular diet of campus food, Huntington food, the diner, the few things DG knew how to make and Jeanie Lowry's cooking. Well, really just Jeanie Lowry's cooking.
"You like Simon's spaghetti," she offered, pointing to a similar dish on the menu. Cain nodded slightly, but wasn't convinced. Handing the menu back to the waitress at the podium, Cain pulled DG toward the door slightly.
"Look, Kid. I appreciate what you're tryin' to do here, but-" He frowned, not wanting to hurt her feelings. "I would be content at the diner. Or we can go down and get a loaf of bread," he motioned in the direction of the grocery store. "-and that peanut-stuff." He tried to judge DG's reaction based on her expression, but he couldn't do it.
"Really?" she asked a moment later. Cain nodded, deciding that honesty was best, regardless if it hurt her feelings. And he promptly ignored that voice calling him a hypocrite. In his defense: there was a big difference between not wanting to eat in a fancy restaurant and making life really awkward for the both of them.
DG smiled at him, gave a nod to the waitress and pushed on the door. As they passed the corner of the building, DG leaned toward Cain slightly. "There wasn't really anything on the menu I liked, anyway." Cain glared down at her with a blank face and she shrugged. Cain sighed heavily and shook his head as they reached the corner and waited for the light to change.
They spent the next hour at the diner, sitting at the end of the counter and laughing about random things the football team had said, discussing the next big project for class and the now-infamous donation-list.
As they stepped outside the diner, it was now dark and the temperature was still comfortable, but had dropped just enough that DG was too stubborn to admit she was cold. It was her own fault for not grabbing a sweater, but somewhere in the back of her mind, she argued with herself that it was all part of her master plan as Cain shrugged out of his coat and dropped it onto her shoulders.
Of course, the ice cream cones she'd ordered at the register probably weren't helping matters either. Thank goodness she’d grabbed a handful of napkins, because Cain made an absolute mess of his cone and DG tried not to laugh. "You're just lucky you're a Princess and I'm a gentleman," Cain threatened, pointing to her with the demolished cone. "I could shove this thing up your nose," he said with a chuckle, finally giving up on the cone and tossing it into a trashcan.
"Aww," DG said, pouting. "Did I hurt the big, bad Tin Man's feelings?" Cain shot her a glare as he held out a hand for the napkins. She reached into the pocket where she'd stashed the napkins after putting the jacket on properly - the thing was practically a tent on her smaller frame - and handed them over before pointing to him. "Don't make me call Coop!” Cain rolled his eyes.
"You didn't bring your phone," he said, pointing back and giving her a challenging glance.
"I don't need a phone. I just think: 'Coop'," she said, looking up at the sky. "And then," she glanced back to Cain and snapped her fingers. "Coop." She held a straight face for about ten seconds and continued walking down the sidewalk with a laugh. Cain just shook his head and tossed the used napkins into the trashcan, then followed after DG.
"So how did I do?" Cain asked a moment later. DG turned to look at him with a raised brow. He motioned to the jacket and then his shirt and jeans. DG smiled and looked away.
"Very good. Never hurts to have a test run," she said with a nod. "Now, we just need to find you a girl and you can try one on your own," she said with a wave toward the street. Cain smirked slightly and shook the thought away as they continued toward home.
"You should ask Simon if he wants to watch that movie with you," DG said, turning back to him a moment later with a nod, revisiting their dinner conversation. "He likes war movies. And I bet he'd love an excuse to use the grill."
"You think?" Cain asked. Josh, Other-Mike and Cain all had to watch a World War II movie for class - Other-Mike was in the Monday-Wednesday-Friday class - and Cain had asked DG if they could watch it at the apartment, since it was more central for all of them. He didn't tell her that Scott and Trent would probably end up tagging along out of sheer boredom.
"Yeah... you could take the TV across the street, take over the patio. Long as the weather holds out," she looked up to him with a grin. "You could make a party of it." She looked back to the sidewalk as they neared the corner. "And if the weather doesn’t hold out, take over the living room."
"See," he pointed to her a moment later. "It's a good thing you kept the couch."
_____
Remember that time I said "Blue Ice in one"? This time, I mean it. Really. *raises hand* I swear on the shovel. ;)
EDIT: It's Blue Mist. Not Blue Ice. *facepalm*
EDIT 2: and, guess what?! That's right: I lied. AGAIN. Blue Mist in two. but you'll get both tomorrow/today. *facepalm* x2
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Cain and DG, but if you saw 'em in the miniseries, they're here or mentioned. Plus some OCs
Rating: PG
Summary: Cain stayed in LA. But can he survive on the Other Side?
Warning: post-series, directly after California Queen. Blame n_e_star, for she fed Steve. ;)
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The rest of 'em are mine.
Prologue | California Queen
California Tin: Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve | Part Thirteen | Part Fourteen | Part Fifteen | Part Sixteen | Part Seventeen | Part Eighteen | Part Nineteen | Part Twenty | Part Twenty-One | Part Twenty-Two | Part Twenty-Three | Part Twenty-Four | Part Twenty-Five | Part Twenty-Six | Part Twenty-Seven | Part Twenty-Eight | Part Twenty-Nine | Part Thirty | Part Thirty-One | Part Thirty-Two | Part Thirty-Three | Part Thirty-Four | Part Thirty-Five | Part Thirty-Six | Part Thirty-Seven | Part Thirty-Eight | Part Thirty-Nine | Part Forty | Part Forty-One | Part Forty-Two
California Sun
Five | Waking Up (CaliSun 20.2) | Almost Like Being in Love (CaliSun 24.5) | An Hour and 45 Minutes | Hava Nagila | Unexpected
WENN last we met: "Wait," Cain said, catching DG's hand and stopping her. "I get 'groped by Coop'," he quoted Josh. "Helping you raise money for your museum. And, to thank me for this, I now have to pay for dinner?"
DG made a face and swatted his arm, causing him to laugh. "I am buying dinner, thank you. And you aren't the only one who got groped," DG said with a huff before turning on her heel and continuing down the street. God Lord, the man had a memory like a steel trap!
"Excuse me?" DG turned to see a rather upset look on Cain's face.
She shook her head and rolled her eyes slightly. Still too literal. "I should be buying dinner for Josh, too. He was also groped, y'know." Cain let out the breath he was holding and shook his head.
He was now fairly certain she was trying to kill him.
They crossed the street and stopped in front of one of the fancier restaurants, taking a moment to peek in the window. DG looked up to Cain, who grimaced slightly, but shrugged. DG nodded for them to continue down the sidewalk; there were at least five more places in the next two blocks.
They stopped inside the third one - it reminded DG of Olive Garden, but a little more fancy. They perused the menu and DG gave him a shrug. Cain glanced it over and wasn’t sure about the price, but DG convinced him that money was no object that evening. His actions were worth the extravagance, as far as she was concerned.
He leaned down and asked quietly: "What do I want?" He and DG had a pretty regular diet of campus food, Huntington food, the diner, the few things DG knew how to make and Jeanie Lowry's cooking. Well, really just Jeanie Lowry's cooking.
"You like Simon's spaghetti," she offered, pointing to a similar dish on the menu. Cain nodded slightly, but wasn't convinced. Handing the menu back to the waitress at the podium, Cain pulled DG toward the door slightly.
"Look, Kid. I appreciate what you're tryin' to do here, but-" He frowned, not wanting to hurt her feelings. "I would be content at the diner. Or we can go down and get a loaf of bread," he motioned in the direction of the grocery store. "-and that peanut-stuff." He tried to judge DG's reaction based on her expression, but he couldn't do it.
"Really?" she asked a moment later. Cain nodded, deciding that honesty was best, regardless if it hurt her feelings. And he promptly ignored that voice calling him a hypocrite. In his defense: there was a big difference between not wanting to eat in a fancy restaurant and making life really awkward for the both of them.
DG smiled at him, gave a nod to the waitress and pushed on the door. As they passed the corner of the building, DG leaned toward Cain slightly. "There wasn't really anything on the menu I liked, anyway." Cain glared down at her with a blank face and she shrugged. Cain sighed heavily and shook his head as they reached the corner and waited for the light to change.
They spent the next hour at the diner, sitting at the end of the counter and laughing about random things the football team had said, discussing the next big project for class and the now-infamous donation-list.
As they stepped outside the diner, it was now dark and the temperature was still comfortable, but had dropped just enough that DG was too stubborn to admit she was cold. It was her own fault for not grabbing a sweater, but somewhere in the back of her mind, she argued with herself that it was all part of her master plan as Cain shrugged out of his coat and dropped it onto her shoulders.
Of course, the ice cream cones she'd ordered at the register probably weren't helping matters either. Thank goodness she’d grabbed a handful of napkins, because Cain made an absolute mess of his cone and DG tried not to laugh. "You're just lucky you're a Princess and I'm a gentleman," Cain threatened, pointing to her with the demolished cone. "I could shove this thing up your nose," he said with a chuckle, finally giving up on the cone and tossing it into a trashcan.
"Aww," DG said, pouting. "Did I hurt the big, bad Tin Man's feelings?" Cain shot her a glare as he held out a hand for the napkins. She reached into the pocket where she'd stashed the napkins after putting the jacket on properly - the thing was practically a tent on her smaller frame - and handed them over before pointing to him. "Don't make me call Coop!” Cain rolled his eyes.
"You didn't bring your phone," he said, pointing back and giving her a challenging glance.
"I don't need a phone. I just think: 'Coop'," she said, looking up at the sky. "And then," she glanced back to Cain and snapped her fingers. "Coop." She held a straight face for about ten seconds and continued walking down the sidewalk with a laugh. Cain just shook his head and tossed the used napkins into the trashcan, then followed after DG.
"So how did I do?" Cain asked a moment later. DG turned to look at him with a raised brow. He motioned to the jacket and then his shirt and jeans. DG smiled and looked away.
"Very good. Never hurts to have a test run," she said with a nod. "Now, we just need to find you a girl and you can try one on your own," she said with a wave toward the street. Cain smirked slightly and shook the thought away as they continued toward home.
"You should ask Simon if he wants to watch that movie with you," DG said, turning back to him a moment later with a nod, revisiting their dinner conversation. "He likes war movies. And I bet he'd love an excuse to use the grill."
"You think?" Cain asked. Josh, Other-Mike and Cain all had to watch a World War II movie for class - Other-Mike was in the Monday-Wednesday-Friday class - and Cain had asked DG if they could watch it at the apartment, since it was more central for all of them. He didn't tell her that Scott and Trent would probably end up tagging along out of sheer boredom.
"Yeah... you could take the TV across the street, take over the patio. Long as the weather holds out," she looked up to him with a grin. "You could make a party of it." She looked back to the sidewalk as they neared the corner. "And if the weather doesn’t hold out, take over the living room."
"See," he pointed to her a moment later. "It's a good thing you kept the couch."
_____
Remember that time I said "Blue Ice in one"? This time, I mean it. Really. *raises hand* I swear on the shovel. ;)
EDIT: It's Blue Mist. Not Blue Ice. *facepalm*
EDIT 2: and, guess what?! That's right: I lied. AGAIN. Blue Mist in two. but you'll get both tomorrow/today. *facepalm* x2