Rory had wanted to think that Anakin was being paranoid, as usual, about insisting she and Juliet move to the island. She had to work, they had a home here, and moving Vladdie and Bertie would be nothing short of a pain. Especially given how she was feeling these days.
But that had been before the calls. It didn't take much to make her cry these days, but hearing the last words of her
best friends and her first
mentor at Fandom broke something deep inside of Rory. She hadn't wanted to talk about it with Anakin, simply playing the two messages for him(and then she'd heard Aeryn, and lost it again), but Juliet was more difficult.
"Mommy sad?" she'd taken to asking, and by Friday, it was less of a question than an observation. She'd brought over several of her toys to hand to Rory, trying to make her mother happier, which only made Rory more teary. And so by Friday afternoon, she knew what to do.
"Juliet, can you help Mommy?" she asked seriously, kneeling down to toddler level as Juliet nodded seriously. "Go pick out three of your very favorite things. We're going on a trip."
Juliet burst into a big smile. "Vladdie come?"
"Yup, Vladdie's coming, so get his blankie, too. Can you be my helper?" And now Rory had her occupied for a few minutes while she emailed work to let them know she had a family emergency, but would be available via email to take care of things remotely. But Anakin was right. They had to get to Fandom.
[omg FINALLY POSTED. for at least one call, but open!]