Original: Baby Names (Dree, El, Massey, and Mara) G
Title: Baby Names [ INDEX]
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Dree, El, Massey, Mara, and a newborn
Rating: G
Summary: Massey and Mara's daughter arrives.
Warning: *Written for Round Three of love_bingo. Prompt: aunts & uncles
Disclaimer: The original characters of The Wizard of Oz belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters of Tin Man belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The OCs are mine and bizarra's. And, now gatechic's, by default. Garrett Cain belongs to gatechic and is, as always, used and abused with love. ♥
Dree and El watched as the new parents doted on the small bundle of pink.
"Did you tell her?" Mara asked, trying to catch her breath. Now that labor was over, she was beginning to feel the exhaustion. The baby squirmed against her chest and Mara glanced down again.
"No, not yet," Massey said, looking from his wife and daughter to the woman who raised him.
"Tell me what?" Dree asked, giving him a smile. Mara gave her a smile and shifted the baby so that Massey could pick her up.
"We finally agreed on a name," Massey stated. Dree gasped slightly and bounced in place as El's hand closed over her arm.
"Really?" she asked with a bright grin. The two of them had been arguing names for almost a month.
"Really," Massey said as he carefully lifted in newborn away from Mara and let her settle in his hold.
"So did you convince him?" Dree asked Mara, leaning toward Massey to get a better look. She knew that Mara wanted to name the baby after him. But, Massey refused.
El reached over and ran a light fingertip along the baby's cheek. "Admit it," El smiled, "you named her after me."
"No," Massey replied sternly. He raised an eyebrow and nodded to her, indicating it was her turn to hold the baby. "You wanna see Grama, little one?" Dree's breath caught and she glanced at Mara, who nodded.
"Did you just call me ‘Grama'?" El asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No. You're Aunt El."
"Aunt?" El repeated with a hint of annoyance.
Massey passed the baby over to Dree and leaned toward El. "Yes. Aunt." Massey gave El a challenging look then nodded. "I'm older than you are. I will always be older than you are." With another nod, he repeated: "Aunt."
Ignoring the pseudo-siblings, Dree's focus was entirely on the newborn. "Hi there," Dree said as the little body squirmed in her hold. She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the bald head, closing her eyes and saying a silent Celcian blessing.
"So," El asked impatiently. Giving Massey's arm a thump, she nodded toward her wife and the baby. "What's her name?" Massey looked at Mara and nodded.
Mara had wanted to name the baby after Massey. But, as much as he hated his given name, Massey didn't want to put that on anyone else, either. So, once Ashley was off the table, she suggested his father's name, or some variation thereof - as it was tradition in her family to honor the father with the firstborn - but that was even less appealing to Massey.
And, since he'd been raised by Dree, for the most part, it was her he'd want to honor. But, Massey knew that Dree would want a baby named after her about as much as he wanted one named after him.
"Donovan," Mara said with a tired smile. Dree's eyes rose and she stared between the two of them. Massey took a step closer to Dree and put his hand under hers, just below the baby's head.
"Donovan Ashley," Mara corrected.
"Donovan Claire," Massey countered, giving his wife a loving-yet-dirty look. She gave him a smirk and shrugged. Dree smiled warmly, letting the name repeat in her head. She knew Claire was Massey's mother's name, though she had never met the woman.
"It was worth a shot," Mara sighed, then leaned back and closed her eyes.
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Dree, El, Massey, Mara, and a newborn
Rating: G
Summary: Massey and Mara's daughter arrives.
Warning: *Written for Round Three of love_bingo. Prompt: aunts & uncles
Disclaimer: The original characters of The Wizard of Oz belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters of Tin Man belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The OCs are mine and bizarra's. And, now gatechic's, by default. Garrett Cain belongs to gatechic and is, as always, used and abused with love. ♥
Dree and El watched as the new parents doted on the small bundle of pink.
"Did you tell her?" Mara asked, trying to catch her breath. Now that labor was over, she was beginning to feel the exhaustion. The baby squirmed against her chest and Mara glanced down again.
"No, not yet," Massey said, looking from his wife and daughter to the woman who raised him.
"Tell me what?" Dree asked, giving him a smile. Mara gave her a smile and shifted the baby so that Massey could pick her up.
"We finally agreed on a name," Massey stated. Dree gasped slightly and bounced in place as El's hand closed over her arm.
"Really?" she asked with a bright grin. The two of them had been arguing names for almost a month.
"Really," Massey said as he carefully lifted in newborn away from Mara and let her settle in his hold.
"So did you convince him?" Dree asked Mara, leaning toward Massey to get a better look. She knew that Mara wanted to name the baby after him. But, Massey refused.
El reached over and ran a light fingertip along the baby's cheek. "Admit it," El smiled, "you named her after me."
"No," Massey replied sternly. He raised an eyebrow and nodded to her, indicating it was her turn to hold the baby. "You wanna see Grama, little one?" Dree's breath caught and she glanced at Mara, who nodded.
"Did you just call me ‘Grama'?" El asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No. You're Aunt El."
"Aunt?" El repeated with a hint of annoyance.
Massey passed the baby over to Dree and leaned toward El. "Yes. Aunt." Massey gave El a challenging look then nodded. "I'm older than you are. I will always be older than you are." With another nod, he repeated: "Aunt."
Ignoring the pseudo-siblings, Dree's focus was entirely on the newborn. "Hi there," Dree said as the little body squirmed in her hold. She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the bald head, closing her eyes and saying a silent Celcian blessing.
"So," El asked impatiently. Giving Massey's arm a thump, she nodded toward her wife and the baby. "What's her name?" Massey looked at Mara and nodded.
Mara had wanted to name the baby after Massey. But, as much as he hated his given name, Massey didn't want to put that on anyone else, either. So, once Ashley was off the table, she suggested his father's name, or some variation thereof - as it was tradition in her family to honor the father with the firstborn - but that was even less appealing to Massey.
And, since he'd been raised by Dree, for the most part, it was her he'd want to honor. But, Massey knew that Dree would want a baby named after her about as much as he wanted one named after him.
"Donovan," Mara said with a tired smile. Dree's eyes rose and she stared between the two of them. Massey took a step closer to Dree and put his hand under hers, just below the baby's head.
"Donovan Ashley," Mara corrected.
"Donovan Claire," Massey countered, giving his wife a loving-yet-dirty look. She gave him a smirk and shrugged. Dree smiled warmly, letting the name repeat in her head. She knew Claire was Massey's mother's name, though she had never met the woman.
"It was worth a shot," Mara sighed, then leaned back and closed her eyes.