[CT] 83.1 - Beginning
The past few weeks hadn't been anything really monumental, unless you counted people from back home crashing a dinner party and claiming Adam was literally their last hope. If she hadn't watched the Star Wars trilogy over the past year, she wouldn't have even been able to make a slight connection from her husband to Obi Wan Kenobi, and the thought of Angela in the Princess Leia hairstyle was amusing in itself. Still the actual words had been said, and the offer out there, and neither of them at the moment were actually thinking about it. Though if there were thoughts about it Elle wasn't letting Adam know, and the same was for Adam.
Instead Elle had been thinking about something else, and even now standing in the kitchen, with a bare foot pressed to her knee and her hand resting on her stomach she smiled absently. Drumming her fingers against her body she sighed, staring into the fridge at the vast amount of food she didn't feel like eating.
Exhaling she shut the fridge door, shoulders sloped down a bit as she moved through their home. There had been something she wanted to bring up with Adam, before Angela and Noah had shown up. It hadn't been anything she was certain of, but she still at least wanted to make it known, that the thought was there.
Padding through the house, Elle returned to the bedroom where Adam was in bed reading. It was still early, and she had been contemplating breakfast, but after seeing the fridge contents, wasn't hungry anymore. Crawling across the covers, her hands pressed to opposite sides of him, smiling at him, "Morning! I have a question to ask."
Instead Elle had been thinking about something else, and even now standing in the kitchen, with a bare foot pressed to her knee and her hand resting on her stomach she smiled absently. Drumming her fingers against her body she sighed, staring into the fridge at the vast amount of food she didn't feel like eating.
Exhaling she shut the fridge door, shoulders sloped down a bit as she moved through their home. There had been something she wanted to bring up with Adam, before Angela and Noah had shown up. It hadn't been anything she was certain of, but she still at least wanted to make it known, that the thought was there.
Padding through the house, Elle returned to the bedroom where Adam was in bed reading. It was still early, and she had been contemplating breakfast, but after seeing the fridge contents, wasn't hungry anymore. Crawling across the covers, her hands pressed to opposite sides of him, smiling at him, "Morning! I have a question to ask."