Ashe had been the type since before his son came to be to simply overlook his own birthday work and caring for Danny always came first. His son however didn't stand for those kind of things, Ashe would often slide from under a car or truck to see his small son standing there covered in mess from trying to make Ashe a present, little paintings and ( Read more... )

Ashe had spent most of the day in the basement after Grace had run out almost horrified from trying to help him carry the extra boxes of things of his he didn't wish to keep upstairs. He had simply turned around and was greeted by a box flying at him and Grace dashing away. Ashe had not come back upstairs the rest of the day for more then a minute ( Read more... )

Having borrowed Raine's truck earlier in the day, Ashe had gone to pick up Grace from school then he went to work on his biggest project in a log time. Cleaning up the garage so he could figure out what he could salvage and what he just needed to replace. The truck was so he could hull out the broken down half demolished convertible body that had ( Read more... )

A note had been left for Grace on Raine's coffee table, Ashe had come over extra early to talk to his sister, he had lead her out to Jezebel so he could smoke while they talked. He had everything ready to help set up the garden into a small but classy birthday for Grace, he was even going to bring D'Art. He had sent a text to Selene as well ( Read more... )

Ashe had been raised Roman Catholic, he had raised Danny the very same. Even if he had next to no faith left and had long since quit going to church before Danny's death afterwords he had found the desire to return. It gave him a strange peace to attend mass now. He did not often confess as he couldn't truly confess his sins. He did not feel they ( Read more... )

Michael Ashley Corven if anything, was a vendictive jackass when his temper was pushed. The prank war had started in good fun it was suppose to be funny and maybe a bit irritating but between hazmat suits, fetish calls because his number was suddenly 'on an add for a fetish magazine' and the power being cut at his shop Ashe had lost his temper and ( Read more... )

( And his mother arrives )

( Welcome to Paris )

Before leaving LA, while Selene was handling the plane. Ashe had left Grace to sit with Raine and had went outside claiming he needed a smoke. He didn't return for a half hour of course, he was making an international call.

"Je m'excuse pour les appeler si tôt, j'ai besoin de parler à Hélène. Dites-lui que c'est Michael ..." That was all that ( Read more... )

Ashe had been in one of his silly moods, he and Grace could find little else to do but be stupid. Ashe dressed in one of his finer suits, and Grace in a pretty gown that they had found, a CD in his hands as the two rode down the elevator Ashe holding the keys to the Aston Martin. 'Jame's Bond's car' as he often thought of it, he had grown up on ( Read more... )