ot4 - 24 (family)
Title: untitled
’Verse/characters: ot4 (megan and daniel)
Prompt: 24 - family
Word Count: 653
Rating: g
Author's Notes: san francisco, the ot4 in their late 20s. plus three cameos completely uncoupled from their own timeline, and if you recognize them you can laugh at me. :D
Megan and Daniel are sitting on a bench in a park, chatting like friends do, because Megan called him and said she wanted to talk to him about something. It's such a nice day out that they decided to forgo the standard meeting-for-lunch thing and sit outside instead, and she just. Can't. Bring it up. And Daniel, because he's good like that, hasn't pushed her.
They're sitting near the sandpit, entirely by chance, and Megan listens to Daniel with one ear and watches the two little boys playing in the sand. They look like brothers, the older one maybe seven and the younger one might be two or three. They're cute kids, a little scruffy - they both need haircuts, and the younger boy's USMC t-shirt is way too big for him and is probably a hand-me-down - but playing contentedly while a man she guesses is their dad talks to someone at the edge of the sandpit. The older brother demonstrates and encourages as they pack sand and dig trenches - Do it like this, see? Ok, that's the fort, what's that, is that the car? - and Megan notices that every so often he looks around, seemingly scanning the other kids and parents and people like her and Daniel. She smiles at him. He stares at her for a second, an intense stare for a seven-year-old, and then offers her a tentative smile before turning back to his brother and their sand fort.
She should really be listening to Daniel, and more to the point she should be telling him all the things she rehearsed before calling him on the phone. She talked to her doctor, she talked to her ob/gyn, she talked to some very nice people at the fertility clinic, she had tests, she read literature, she made up budgets and schedules, she drew diagrams, she did everything to further her plan except tell the three people it will most affect. She wonders if she shouldn't be talking to all of them at once, instead of springing it on Daniel first, and then she remembers she's been through this with herself before, and she thought Daniel would be the easiest to convince.
Actually Neil will probably be the easiest to convince, but Daniel will be more levelheaded about it. Daniel will ask questions. Daniel will make sure she knows what she's getting into. Daniel will think about it. And she needs someone else to think, because she's done enough of it already.
The little boys' dad, she notices, does the same thing as his son - looking around occasionally, inspecting the other adults, keeping an eye on his boys. He looks watchful. He also looks scruffy - he could stand a shave and probably a long hot shower - and from the serious way he's talking to his friend, a solid hippyish guy with a long beard and long hair in a ponytail, she can just guess where the seven-year-old got his x-ray stare.
"Hey, Megan?" Daniel says. "I know interoffice politics are boring unless it's your office, but at least Nash tells me to shut up."
"Nash doesn't have any manners," she says almost automatically. She's still watching the two boys in the sand. "I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted."
The dad shakes hands with his friend and calls "Ok, boys, let's go," as he starts across the sandpit. The older brother stands up, says "Come on, Sammy," takes his little brother's hand and they pick their way over to Dad.
"Megan? Are you ok? What did you have to tell me?"
Megan watches the boys and their dad head out of the park, Dad with a little hand in each of his, and then she looks at Daniel, and takes a deep internal breath - That's what you want, Megan Olin, little boys and three dads to love them - and says "I want to have a baby."
’Verse/characters: ot4 (megan and daniel)
Prompt: 24 - family
Word Count: 653
Rating: g
Author's Notes: san francisco, the ot4 in their late 20s. plus three cameos completely uncoupled from their own timeline, and if you recognize them you can laugh at me. :D
Megan and Daniel are sitting on a bench in a park, chatting like friends do, because Megan called him and said she wanted to talk to him about something. It's such a nice day out that they decided to forgo the standard meeting-for-lunch thing and sit outside instead, and she just. Can't. Bring it up. And Daniel, because he's good like that, hasn't pushed her.
They're sitting near the sandpit, entirely by chance, and Megan listens to Daniel with one ear and watches the two little boys playing in the sand. They look like brothers, the older one maybe seven and the younger one might be two or three. They're cute kids, a little scruffy - they both need haircuts, and the younger boy's USMC t-shirt is way too big for him and is probably a hand-me-down - but playing contentedly while a man she guesses is their dad talks to someone at the edge of the sandpit. The older brother demonstrates and encourages as they pack sand and dig trenches - Do it like this, see? Ok, that's the fort, what's that, is that the car? - and Megan notices that every so often he looks around, seemingly scanning the other kids and parents and people like her and Daniel. She smiles at him. He stares at her for a second, an intense stare for a seven-year-old, and then offers her a tentative smile before turning back to his brother and their sand fort.
She should really be listening to Daniel, and more to the point she should be telling him all the things she rehearsed before calling him on the phone. She talked to her doctor, she talked to her ob/gyn, she talked to some very nice people at the fertility clinic, she had tests, she read literature, she made up budgets and schedules, she drew diagrams, she did everything to further her plan except tell the three people it will most affect. She wonders if she shouldn't be talking to all of them at once, instead of springing it on Daniel first, and then she remembers she's been through this with herself before, and she thought Daniel would be the easiest to convince.
Actually Neil will probably be the easiest to convince, but Daniel will be more levelheaded about it. Daniel will ask questions. Daniel will make sure she knows what she's getting into. Daniel will think about it. And she needs someone else to think, because she's done enough of it already.
The little boys' dad, she notices, does the same thing as his son - looking around occasionally, inspecting the other adults, keeping an eye on his boys. He looks watchful. He also looks scruffy - he could stand a shave and probably a long hot shower - and from the serious way he's talking to his friend, a solid hippyish guy with a long beard and long hair in a ponytail, she can just guess where the seven-year-old got his x-ray stare.
"Hey, Megan?" Daniel says. "I know interoffice politics are boring unless it's your office, but at least Nash tells me to shut up."
"Nash doesn't have any manners," she says almost automatically. She's still watching the two boys in the sand. "I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted."
The dad shakes hands with his friend and calls "Ok, boys, let's go," as he starts across the sandpit. The older brother stands up, says "Come on, Sammy," takes his little brother's hand and they pick their way over to Dad.
"Megan? Are you ok? What did you have to tell me?"
Megan watches the boys and their dad head out of the park, Dad with a little hand in each of his, and then she looks at Daniel, and takes a deep internal breath - That's what you want, Megan Olin, little boys and three dads to love them - and says "I want to have a baby."