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Feb 17, 2007 22:23

Continued from here.

The next morning )

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gfs_wesleypryce April 8 2007, 00:43:39 UTC
Wesley winced a bit when their daughter said she was sore. He knew that the spell had taken quite a bit out of him; he hated to think what Regan had gone through. Of course, knowing her, just like him, she undoubtedly believed that anything was worth it because they had got Fred back.

"Well, I'll make sure that we get a toaster, wherever we decide to go from here," he told both of them. He wasn't sure if Fred and Regan would want to go back to New Haven or Texas or move somewhere new. They'd have to discuss that once they were ready to move on. He wanted them to take their time, though. After all that had happened, he felt they deserved that much. "And it's nice to have you back."

He found himself chuckling when Regan took off to answer the door - for being sore, she still moved rather quickly. And the smell of the breakfast casserole that Evelyn brought in was quite welcome. Rupert had definitely found himself a keeper. It had been a long time since he had remembered his friend being so happy.

"Thank you for everything, Evie. If you see Rupert, tell him we'll be over soon."

Once she was gone, Wesley turned to his girls, seeing the way his wife was eyeing what Evelyn had brought over. "I think that's a very good idea. I know how you two can get," he said with a chuckle. Picking up the plates that were sitting out on the counter, Wesley found a knife and serving spoon and began putting the casserole onto the plates. "Who gets the first serving."

"Mom should have it," Regan said before looking in the refrigerator. "Hey, there's orange juice in here."

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crazy_lil_fred April 8 2007, 01:32:04 UTC
Fred grinned at her daughter and hugged her tight. "I love you," she said before she started to cut the casserole with a spatula. She placed some on a plate for herself before placing some on a plate for Regan and more on another plate for Wesley. "Why don't you bring the orange juice out with you."

Regan nodded and did as her mother said, and took the orange juice out to the dining area. Fred carried two plates in with her, figuring Wesley would carry the third one. When she stepped into the dining room, she blinked. The sun was filtering through the windows and it'd been so long since she'd seen it.

"It's a little bright in here," she said, with a smile. "It's been a while since I've seen the sun and it's really nice." She stood there for a moment and allowed the warmth to fall on her face.

After a few moments, she sat down and poured everyone a glass of orange juice. She then took a bite of the casserole and nodded. "This is really good," she said. "I might have to get the recipe and try to make it." She then took another but before a drink of the juice. "Is there anything you two want to do today?"

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gfs_wesleypryce April 8 2007, 04:28:11 UTC
While Fred and Regan took the other plates and orange juice out to the table, Wesley picked up the last one and headed up behind them. When they reached the dining room, he stopped for a moment, watching the way Fred reacted to the sun. He understood the feeling - it felt like it had been forever since any of them had been warmed by it.

Walking into the room, he set his plate on the table and took the glass of juice his wife handed him before beginning to eat. The casserole was very good. Although he rather feared the three of them in the kitchen. Maybe he really would talk to Rupert about those lessons. It wouldn't hurt, and it might actually be a good thing for the three of them to do together.

"Maybe we can go for a walk later," he suggested when Fred asked if there was anything they wanted to do that day. "When Rupert and I checked the forecast yesterday, it said it was supposed to be beautiful here until the end of the week. Since this is England, land of rain, we should probably take advantage of that."

"Uncle Rupert says there are lots of neat places around here," Regan said. "Places on the hills were you can see for miles."

"Sounds lovely." He looked at Fred and reached over to cover her hand with his. "What do you say, love? Would be good to get out, I think."

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