He was the one that said they needed to talk anyway. He had a few things on his mind. But. He wasn't sure what bringing them up might do. What the point was. Still, they did need to talk, as it had been too long since they had had any kind of meaningful conversation. The familiar number of Rachel's cell was dialed ( Read more... )

It had been too long. Billy practically lived in the hospital, spending as much time around Rachel as he could. She was awake longer and could get up to move (was made to, really) for bits at a time. Which was why he was with her now, to help her along ( Read more... )

((Set Monday morning, about this, with Pepper stolen with a whole lot of love.))

( At six, he's thinking. )

Have to go to Gotham. Have to see her.

BEDTIME!BILLY FOR RACHEL--BECAUSE I CAN DO CUTE HAPPY FLUFFY THINGS TOO Y'KNOW. (No, really, I can, I swear.) BTW IT'S FUTURE!FIC. WITH THAT WHOLE...FUTURE...VERSE THING.

( They're no more than seven. )

Well now that THAT cat's out of the bag--HEY RACH COME TO VEGAS WITH US :DDD

Rachel had come. Billy's day? Was made.

Rachel had come back to New York, if only for a night. It was an opportunity not to be passed up, of course. They had to go around being awesome, and hugging, and ice cream, and talking, and not being worried for once ( Read more... )

( during the night, during the breakdown )

Another pile of photographs of her friends. --These are all the ones I didn't use. You should still have them. You can start filling a new scrapbook with these and your newer photos.

Star Wars pajamas. --So when I look like a chick decked out in my pink, you can look like a dude decked out in epic lightsaber battles.

Foot tall Pink Panther ( Read more... )

For laws_of_dawes who wanted our dear Platonicshipping involving epic Yoda and ice creamy goodness. I kept it in this verse, though. :P It's not much, but I hope you still like it anyway. ♥

( It's green. )