For the first time since Talyn's birth, DK was coming out to see John and Aeryn. Their schedules hadn't been meshing well between school, work, wives and kids but they finally found a few open days and were taking advantage of them. John had even managed to convince Aeryn to babysit Talyn on her own for a day or two so DK and John could head down ( Read more... )

John had an interview today. It wasn't much, just some low level paper pushing job at the local IASA site but it was a foot in the door and that's what John needed right now. Between his family and school, he was going to be spreading himself thin but if he ever wanted to go into space proper, he had to get in now before he got too complacent. ( Read more... )

John woke up cold. Really, it was winter, so he usually woke up a little chilly but this morning, he was freaking freezing. It was only after taking a moment to wake up that he realized that the power was out ( Read more... )

It was the day after Christmas and John, in his infinite wisdom, had left most of the cleaning up for today. Of course, once he'd woken up, he didn't want to clean up so he ignored the leftover mess and, instead, headed for the kitchen.

He was right in the middle of making coffee when a very familiar voice started squawking.

"I didn't get no ( Read more... )

John didn't have a lot planned for Valentine's Day but he did want to do something to mark the occaison. It was the first holiday as a married couple and, even though money was tight, there were still things to do ( Read more... )

John wasn't going to cook a huge holiday meal mostly because he wasn't good with huge holiday meals and they didn't have a lot of money to spend on a huge holiday meal. Still, he thought he'd done okay with the chicken, mashed potatoes, and green beans. And Aeryn seemed to like it and there were leftovers and that was always good ( Read more... )

John opened the front door, tossed his bag into the corner and closed the front door so he could lean heavily against it. He'd almost lost track of time, almost stayed in the library until way late and almost risked the wrath of Aeryn.

But, he was home. Tired but home.

"Aeryn?" John called. "You around?"

John's up early this morning, finally feeling better after a long, tense week. In fact, he's feeling so good that he's even cooking. Trying to cook. The kitchen looks a little like a warzone but there are pancakes in the oven and orange juice on the table and some stupid infomercial on the television ( Read more... )

If he'd been in Fandom, John would be anywhere but in the room right now. Since he's not in Fandom and he can't go sleep on his downstairs neighbors fluffy couch, John's taken to do handy work.

Right now, he's in the bedroom bathroom, fiddling with a loose doorknob.

Sometime late in the night, John trudged up the steps to the apartment and leaned against the door heavily before going in. He was tired and his face hurt and he hated when things didn't end happily.

Hated it.

Steeling himself for...something, he opened the door.

[For Aeryn and a lot of SP as I go to sleep now]