Aegis 3.0

[Wyosch]

Jim looked around for a short moment - but wasn't able to concentrate on anything besides his beautiful wife.
"Come here you!", he wrapped his arms around Rachel, smirking. "Damn hun, you're so awesome and amazing and beautiful and perfect and smoking hot and-", he rawred silently, wiggling his eyebrows. He leaned in for a kiss, slightly pushing her against the wall. "I love you so fucking much."

Hunter frowned sadly, sitting down on the floor next to Macon. Yes, she remembered that fight but she wish she could forget. She had felt as if he had wanted to stay there in Poland, and leave her and the others behind. She had almost given up. Breakdown, the rope...
A shiver ran down her back. She just shrugged it off and turned to Macon, a soft smile on her face, while she tried to hold back tears - though a couple escaped.
"You have no idea how happy that makes me. I... I've been worrying about that ever since and I..." She quickly turned away to wipe her tears off. "It means so much to me."
While his mother was talking, Misha was crawling over the floor, grinning happily. His angel wings spread out, he kept looking at the ice bear. His head tilted, he frowned slightly. "Dadda?"

Emma smiled softly and shook her head. "I know you're not telling me to quit my job, but I wanna quit my job. Because of you. Thanks to you. I want to better my life, and so my job as well.", she explained, softly kissing his cheek. "And your pun wasn't that bad."

Taran chuckled. "Yeah well I like that one.", he akwardly ran his hand through his hair and walked up to the closet. "I don't know why I haven't thrown my mom's few clothes away, I just keep them in my closet. Kinda weird, hm?" He grabbed a warm, grey pullover, some lighter grey pants and a white jacket. "Shoes are downstairs, and the wing-gloves are downstairs as well."

Dennis smiled softly, looking at Toxic with big eyes.
"Really?", he asked, sighing happily. "I'm glad about that... I just. I'm still kinda worried you don't want it."

 

[Scripted Away]

"I love you even more", Rachel whispered to his ear with an evil grin and ran her nosetip over his neck.
"I'm not the only smoking hot one here."
A few flames crawled up on jim, burning his shirt without leaving any damage on him.
"You have no idea how badly I wanted to do that after your first time shifting back. You had figured how to make clothes appear far too fast."
With a slight pout, she smirked up at him.

Mac quickly shifted back and wrapped his arms around Hunter to comfort her.
Softly pulling her on his lap, he leaned his forehead against the side of her head for a moment and tightened his hug a bit.
"I'm sorry I thought and said that back then", he mumbled silently. "Guess I was just...a bit homesick to home number two. Home number one is right here in my arms."
After cuddling against her for a while, he smiled down at Misha.
"Hey little angel. Surprised to see your daddy as a teddy?" Chuckling softly, he stroked over his head and then cuddled against Hunter again.

Sam smiled softly, leaning his head against hers, and ran his nosetip over her shoulder for a moment.
"I'll help you wherever I can", he promised. "You know...I have a lot of unused rooms in my house, it's pretty big, especially for one person alone. It's probably too early Now, but later, whenever you want, you can have those rooms. The house is reaĺly big enough for four persons, and I'd be glad to help you out."

Foxy had followed Taran to the closet and smirked softly.
"Don't feel awkward, that's one of my favorite books! It's great. But so sad when Ma...i just realized one of the main characters had the same name as my brother in law! Macon! Hah! But whatever. I was so sad when he died for Ethan..."
She softly took the clothes from him and turned her back to him, taking off her simple top she had made from a few huge leaves.
"But have your heard that Lena almost cheats on him in part two?! Hello?! I didn't even bother reading that." She looked over her shoulder for a moment before putting the warm clothes on and turning back around.
"I hope I didn't just spoiler you."

With a soft smirk, toxic rolled her eyes, grabbed both sides of his face and stared into his eyes.
"I am fine", she said with a silent chuckle.
"And i am happy, really."

 

[Wyosch]

Jim smirked, looking down at his chest for a moment - more precisely at his chest tattoos. The one with Rachel's name probably was his favorite.
He looked up at Rachel again, his right hand on her side, his left hand slowly stroking over her thigh, making its way up her dress.
"You know what? That dress is really bothering me.", he mumbled, frowned, and used his right hand to unzip it.

Hunter cuddled against Macon as tight as possible, closing her eyes.
"It's fine... you were just reminded of your old home. Everyone is homesick once in a while, I think.", she replied, whispering - as if she was scared that he would admit he was still homesick of Poland.
Misha grinned happily, crawling towards his parents. He pushed his head towards his father's leg, looking up at him, "Dadda."

Emma smiled softly, stroking over his cheek. "Sweetie, I'd love to.", she replied. "That's so kind of you. I... I don't know what to say."

Taran quickly blinked a couple of times, smiling. "You look great.", he showed her a thumbs-up, winking. "And yeah, I didn't like that part either. Honestly I didn't even bother reading part two. I hate cheaters. I don't know, just thinking that she almost did made me angry. Kinda stupid, isn't it?"

Dennis smiled akwardly. "Okay.", he nodded. "Okay. If you say so, you are."

 

[Scripted Away]

As the dress dropped to the ground, Rachel smirked at Jim with gleaming eyes. She glanced down at her heartbeat-tattoo, the same one Jim had, but with his name of course.
"You know, theoretically we've been together for over six years already", she said with a soft grin, wrapping her arms around his neck and pushing herself against him. "That deserves some celebration- the Texan way."

Mac smirked softly, softly ruffled his hair with one wing and spread it then.
"Look my angel...", he said with a soft grin. "One day your wings will be thaaaat big, too. But don't you dare growing bigger than me!" Laughing silently, he wrapped one arm around hunters and softly stroked over Misha's head with his free hand.
"We love you so much, little angel. We both. Just be whoever you want to be, and never let anything get in your way. You can do everything..." with a proud sparkling in his eyes, he kissed hunters forehead and leaned his head against hers, watching their son.

"You don't have to say anything, Honey. I'm glad to help you out. And I like having you with me. You all. But we should also ask your kids what they think of it. After all they shall be happy too.", Sam said with a soft smile and then finally opened the door of the car.
"Maybe we should buy the meat now. Before the shop closes."

Foxy quickly shook her head, partly as an answer, partly to hide the slight blush on her cheeks.
"No, I know what you mean! I felt just the same, honestly I shouted at the book when I read that"

 

[Wyosch]

Jim was smiling softly as he stared at her for a moment, his eyes sparkling. She was so beautiful. Damn.
"I like celebrating the Texan way.", he replied, quickly raising an eyebrow the playful way.
His hands softly stroke over her soft skin, sighing happily.
"You're just so damn beautiful, you know that?", he asked, staring into her eyes.
His soft sparkling quickly turned into some perfect bedroom eyes again.
"But you know what as well - that underwear you're wearing is hot too, but it annoys me. Should maybe get rid of it, hm?", he smirked cheekily, wiggling his eyebrows.

Hunter sighed happily, a proud expression on her face. Her family was so perfect. She loved them so much. So damn much.
"I love you, honey.", she whispered, kissing Mac's nosetip.
Misha was looking at his father with big, sparkling eyes, grinning happily. He giggled, turning around and crawled on again, his little angel wings spread out as far as they could.

"You're right.", Emma mumbled thoughtfully, yet a smile on her face. "I totally forgot about the meat. Yes, let's go." She opened the door of the car and got out, breathing in the soft air. "You know the air smells good.", she explained, giggling. "Sounds strange, I know."

Taran chuckled. "Yeah, me too. Ask Aaron.", he winked, stretched his arms for a moment and ran his hand through his hair. "So... eh should we go down so I can give you some warmer shoes and the gloves for your wings?"

 

[Scripted Away]

"I have no idea what you are talking about...", she chuckled with big, innocent eyes.
The last bits of what Rachel was wearing fell to nothing but ashes.
Her eyes widened even more all of a sudden, while her lips formed a perfect, shocked 'o'.
"Oops."
She winked, grinning evil, and dragged Jim at his belt loops into the bedroom.
(And- fade, I suppose? XD)

Mac smiled softly as he watched his son for a moment, before turning to Hunter again with eyes sparkling of love and pride.
"I love you even more", he whispered, pulling her into a soft, but tight hug. "I believe i tell you far to seldom how much you mean to me...you always think you need me more than I need you, but I would be nothing without you. You and or perfect family."

Sam took deep breath as well and furrowed his eyebrows slightly.
"Someone's smoking weed here...!"
He slightly shook his head.
"And they... ate a corn dog about two hours ago. Female... young, probably around 20 to 30, dyed hair, wearing something made of silk..."
His eyes widened.
"Pauline!"
"Ey Winchester, finally out of the hospital?"
"Haaahaaahaaa", Sam answered with a lopsided smirk. "I look nothing like that Sam."
A young woman, all in black and spiked, crossed the road, completely ignoring the cars.
"You did, chopstick. Been working out,eh?"
"Quite a bit. Had nothing else to do." Sam wrapped one arm around Emma's shoulders and smiled proudly.
"Pauline- Emma, my girlfriend. Honey, that's Pauline. My neighbor and good friend."
"I'd love to stay and chat, chopstick, but I gotta go. My dealer called. See you guys around, Girlfriend, Chopstick- see ya." And she walked off again, leaving a laughing Sam behind. "Don't take it personally, Pauline has a nickname for everyone."

Foxy nodded and already headed downstairs again.
"You know, you gotta visit me in Montana asap. The baby birds will soon start learning how to fly, it's such great fun to help them! You don't wanna miss it, trust me!"

 

[Wyosch]

(have fun you two! XD
btw 'how much of that kind' of rp'ing are we allowed to write here? **think**)

Hunter slightly tilted her head, her eyes sparkling, a soft smile on her face. She cuddled her head against Macon's shoulder, drawing some circles on his arm with her finger.
"Well, without me you'd still be an important archangel and you'd still have your family and your job and... well, me..." She looked down at her arms for a moment, sighing silently at the sight of the faint scars. "Without you I'd be dead."
She slightly pushed her head into Macon's arm, digging her fingers into his skin.
"Sorry."

Emma just raised an eyebrow. "Eh...she's... special.", she mumbled, a slight frown on her face. "And you just let her walk away with weed?", she asked, her voice silent. "You don't...eh...you know?"

Taran smirked slightly, following her downstairs. "Well, the baby birds will soon hatch and try to learn how to fly here as well.", he explained. "Oh and baby moose, of course." He smiled. "Maybe we're lucky and I'll get to show you some newborns."

 

[Scripted Away]

(A Bit more than on cs, but nothing too explicit c: )
Mac furrowed his eyebrows. Not because hunters fingernails were fixing into his skin though, but because what she was saying was complete nonsense.
"You still don't get it, do you?", he said softly. "Without you, I would be laying in a coffin by now. When i saw your family die in the desert back then, because I had been to slow... my best friend laying on the floor with a bullet in his heart...i couldn't live with the guilt. But you were there, and you were alive. And how you cuddled your head against me when I carried you to the old camp... that gave me hope. That was what I held on to for years." He gently tilted her head up and looked deep into her eyes. "You are my hope, Frosty. Only because of you I can be who i am. You healed me, You showed me how to love myself. How to see that I'm more than just a machine. You're my dea ex machina."

"Smoke weed everyday", Sam quoted snoop dogg with a grin, and then shook his head. "Nah. I prefer to stay sane and sober. Got nothing against people trying It, but I rather do my lungs and liver a favor and stay away from that stuff."
His arm around Emma's shoulders, he headed for the butcher.
"Reinhardt alter Lude, ich brauch ne halbe Kuh mit Kruste!"
The man behind the counter laughed out loud and got a piece of meat for Sam.
"Zwölf achtzig. Und richte deinem alten Herrn aus er schuldet mir noch ne Zigarre."
"Wird schwierig, der macht in Montana den zwei-achtziger im Holzaufzug."
"Oh Mann, sorry Alter. Kommst Klar?"
"Muss ne."
Turning to Emma, he smiled awkwardly. "In this part of the city, everyone basically knows everyone. I could walk these roads waving constantly. That doofus there is the son of my father's best friend."

"What about watching caterpillars turning into butterflies? That's fascinating!", Foxy said with a huge grin and took Taran's hand as if it was an everyday-thing to do. "Oh, or swimming with the fishes! But it's annoying that i can't fly after that, till my wings have dried..."

 

[Wyosch]

(haha okay ^^)

Hunter looked deep into his eyes, a small tear rolling down her cheek. How she loved his sparkling in his beautiful eyes.
She quickly flashed back to when they first kissed. Her stomach had felt as if a billion butterflies were exploding!
And she still felt that way.
"Honey... I...", she sighed happily, softly stroking over his cheek with her finger. "Looks like we both saved each other."
She turned her head to look at their son for a moment, and leaned her head against her husband's shoulder with a proud smile on her face.
"He's beautiful, isn't he?", she mumbled, her eyes sparkling like stars in the night sky.
"I love you, Mac."

Emma listened to the conversation between Sam and that man, raising an eyebrow. She knew German was a difficult language - but she didn't know it sounded that strange.
As Sam introduced the butcher, she smiled softly, stretching out her hand.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Emma."
Did he speak English? Probably, right? English was the international language, so.... he'd probably speak it?
"All the meat here looks delicious."

Taran looked down at their hands, smirked softly, a blush on his face, before turning to Foxy again.
"Well Alaska isn't that different from Montana.", he explained, winking. "We have caterpillars and fish too! Though the water here is colder than in any other state."
As they reached the end of the staircase, he lead Foxy to a door and opened it. It wasn't a fascinating room, rather plain. Just a couch, lots of stuff on it - as well as on the floor - and some paintings hung up on the bright yellow walls.
"Whoa I never knew these walls were yellow.", he admitted, chuckling. "Now I just gotta find some shoes for you here and the wing-gloves."
Letting go of her hand so he could start searching, he smiled softly. "And I also got something I could give you so your wings aren't wet anymore after you went swimming."

 

[Scripted Away]

"I love you just the same", Mac sighed happily, resting his cheek against her head as she leaned it against his shoulder.
He watched Misha for a while, but then his gaze wandered to the faint scars on Hunter's arms.
Some of them were his fault, he knew that. Because he had been selfish at points, and taken her love for granted.
It wasn't.
Another thing he was well aware of.
He gently nuzzled his nose into her soft hair and sighed a silent, happy sigh.
"Honey...?", Mac mumbled after a while and softly took her hand. He planted a small kiss on it and then gently pushed it against his heart, eyes closed and smiling warmly at the feeling of life.
As he opened his eyes again, they were sparkling just like Hunter's.
"Thank you", he whispered with so much feel in his silent voice it was almost overwhelming.

"Samuel du Alter casanova!", the butcher said with a huge grin and excitedly shook Emma's hand.
"A pleasure to meet you, lady. It's good to see Sammy finally got over his fears. Haven't seen him like that in... well, ever!"
While Sam was blushing slightly, he payed for the meat and then leaned into the doorway, watching the sky. The sun was just setting here in Germany, in a sweet peachy color.
He didn't take part in that conversation and just waited for Emma. Sure, he had told her that he had been hiding from everything ever since he had been discharged from the hospital, but did that guy really have to rub it into her face?

While Taran was searching through the fellow chaos, foxy had a look at the pictures.
After a while, she giggled softly and waved at one of them, a ten-year-old boy waving back.
As he disappeared out of the pic again, fox went over to Taran and curiously watched him. She would have helped him, but somehow always got distracted and went back to watching in the end.
"I'm not that much of a swimmer anyway", she admitted.

Jas took a deep breath.
He exceptionally wasn't wearing his typical leather jacket, but an elegant, black suit jacket, dark blue shirt, black jeans...
Even what once had been a Mohawk a year ago was combed into a relatively tidy hairstyle.
It was a special night.
He was sitting on the stairs of his trailer, waiting for Rico to come home.
As the familiar glimpse of soft pink appeared in the distance, he felt dizzy, and took another deep breath.
Only a few more seconds, and Rico was close enough to hear him, if he'd speak loudly now.
Jas nervously stumbled to his feet, the collar of his shirt standing up on one side and a streak of hair falling into his face while another streak was standing up like an antenna.
"Rico...", he chocked with a certain uncertainty in his wide eyes.

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter slightly tilted her head, smiling softly, while running her fingers through his hair.
"What are you thanking me for, my crazy cute evil inventor?", she asked, giggling, before giving him a kiss on his cheek.
She sighed happily, still not believing how lucky she was. He was her husband. Her best friend, her saviour, her partner in crime, her love... her everything.
"Do you know how much you mean to me and how much I love you?"

Emma just smiled. "I'm happy about that too.", she winked, glancing at Sam for a moment, sighing happily. "He's a great guy.", she whispered to the butcher, a soft sparkling in her eyes.
"I think we'll leave now, we still gotta cook that delicious piece of meat."

After a while, Taran jumped up, holding a pair of white boots in his hand.
"Me neither.", he replied, winking and stepped over some of the stuff lying on the floor.
"Now only the wing gloves are missing."

Rico walked over to his boyfriend, smirking softly.
"Whoa, you look great, honey.", he admitted, quickly fixing Jas' collar.
Noticing Jasper's nervousness, he frowned slightly.
"Is something wrong? Did something happen? You look pale."

 

[Scripted Away]

"For...well...everything", Mac said with a lopsided grin, the soft shimmer of his snow white wings embracing himself and Hunter.
He looked around, took everything in for a moment, before he looked at his wife again.
>>my wife...!<<, he thought proudly.
"I honestly don't know where to start.", Mac admitted with a shrug.
"I mean, listing everything I want to thank you for; that'd take days. Let's just say for being you. That was all you needed to do to fix that broken shadow of a man. An eternity with you still wouldn't be enough. But let's just start with forever."

"Well cheers then. And have a nice... very very late evening. Oh wait!"
The butcher disappeared into the storage room in an incredible speed for a man of his masses, and lastly came back with a brown envelope.
"A young woman had been here a few weeks ago, she said she was his aunt. Very suspicious, if you ask me, but she dropped this for Sam. Guess she thought he's still living here. Sam!"
Sam slightly turned around and glanced at the envelope with a frown. "Suspicious."
"You don't say."
Sam took the envelope with a frown and nodded art the butcher. "Thanks."
Turning to Emma, he raised one eyebrow playfully. "Ready to teleport, honey?"

Foxy looked around for the wing-things, but it was kinda hard to find something she didn't even know how out looked.
"You know, if you tell me how they look i can help you searching", she suggested, and then smiled slightly. "Buy the way... do you know if there's poppy somewhere around.

Jas forced a soft smile, but then really cribbed happily as Rico fixed his collar.
"No, I mean yes, I mean..."
He ran his hand through his hair once and sighed silently.
"Let's take a walk..."

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter sighed happily, smiling softly as she stroke over his cheek.
"And I still remember you said you weren't romantic.", she shook her head, giggling.
"Honey, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I love you so damn much!" She kissed his cheek, looking into his eyes with a dreamy expression.
"So perfect."

Emma glanced at the envelope as well, raised an eyebrow and turned to Sam, nodding.
"I'm ready.", she replied. Waving goodbye to the butcher, she clinged onto Sam's arm, waiting for him to teleport them.

Taran smirked akwardly. "Well they're big, light grey, whool... gloves?", he explained, running his hand through his hair.
Raising an eye at Foxy's question if they had poppys around here, he shook his head. "Not around this time of the year. Maybe in a supermarket, but I doubt it. Why do you ask?"

Rico frowned confused, but followed Jasper. He usually was such a happy person, but it was as if something really bad was about to happen.
Was Jasper going to break up with him?!

 

[Scripted Away]

"Maybe i improved a bit", Mac chuckled, smirking as he saw Hunter's expression
"You looked at me just like that back then when I told you I like your hair color. You just were a bit redder."
He took one streak of hunters hair, held it under his nose and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Don't you think a blue moustache would suit me just Well, Milady? Like a sir."
He giggled as he put the streak back behind her ear and then took out his phone.
"By the way, my family texted. It's mom's birthday tomorrow, and she's celebrating. The first family party since the war broke out. Uncle Randy is hosting on his ex-farm."

Sam teleported home, right into the kitchen, and dropped the envelope on the kitchen table before taking out two pans and two pots.
"Alright, if you ever wondered what had been passed down the generations in my family- apart from the strawberry blonde hair and Amber eyes- it's great-grandma's famous recipe for pork roast with crackling and fried potatoes. I swear, the world could collapse and she would still have cooked. It's said she never took off her apron, not even for sleeping and showering."
Laughing silently, he turned around to Emma, lifted her up and kissed her. "By the way, will you go back to your appartment or stay for the night? The bed by far is big enough, just saying."

"Could grey possibly be your favorite color?", Foxy laughed, pointing at the grey clothes he had given her, before bending over his shoulder, her right hand resting on his back, and seeking for the things Taran had described.

Jas stared up at the sky while walking, took Rico's hand and sighed. "You probably already noticed I'm pretty...stressed right now."
His eyes were still locked to the stars and clouds in the eerie black sky above as he continued speaking.
"Y'know, there once was this girl. Met her when I waited for a car to pick me up and bring me out of russia. Well, she pulled over and picked me up, and we immediately got along. It was so unbelievably natural. As if we had known eachother for ages already, and when we had made it to America, we went to that cafe and, Well, after a lot of pacing forth and back, I moved in with her, and everything seemed fine.
Months passed, and every day left me more and more restless. But damn I was in love, head over heels. We eventually were about to marry at some point, and one day before the wedding, she broke up, saying she couldn't deal with my lifestyle. That i was too head in the clouds. Okay? Now imagine me in the most boring black suit you could find, my hair freakin' dyed brown so I'd fit in, Okay? Working in a bank, six days the week. I have up freakin' everything i was for her, let my personal hell devour me piece for piece, a bit more with every passing day, just for her. And it still wasn't enough for her.
Do you know how hard it is to get a job in a bank when you have no CV at all and a surname like 'Aktash'? Geez! But nope, dump Jasper for not fitting in that narrow-minded picture of a 'perfect life' like 100 years ago.
Whatever, I'm so much trailing off the subject."
He frowned slightly, wondering how he had managed to turn a moment that should have been romantic into this biographical catastrophe, and facepalmed.
"Let me try to save the moment", he chuckled, finally turning to Rico and gently kissing him.
"Back then I've sworn myself to stay a loner and never put any effort into anything like relationships anymore.
And then you suddenly showed up, unexpected like a shooting star, and just as bright and beautiful. I didn't even try to fight it. Your smile, your eyes, how you tilt your head when you listen closely...there, you're doing it right now."
He chuckled softly.
"You don't judge, you don't have those ugly prejudices towards punks or tramps and all the like.
You're special, and special to me, and I'm so thankful for every day we already shared. And after all our adventures together, all those great memories we share...maybe it's time to share the greatest of them all.
Rico, Will you marry me?"

 

[Wyosch]

Hunter giggled, grabbing some streaks of her hair and forming a beard with it on Macon's face. After a while of pretending to be studying him, she put her hair back and shook her head.
"Nope, I prefer your baby face!" She cupped his face, sighed happily and kissed him.
"A family party will be great! Who's coming?"

Emma smirked softly, running her fingers through Sam's hair. "I think I'll stay for the night. My kids are old enough to be home alone.", she winked, turning to the stove. "So how can I help you?"

Taran shook his head. "Snow outside, so white and grey will help you blend in better.", he explained, slightly blushing as Foxy put her hand on his shoulder. "My favorite color used to be white - even if that isn't really a color - but now that I can finally distinguish all colors, I think it's purple."

Rico stared at Jasper with huge eyes, his hands slightly shaking.
"Y-yes.", he whispered.
His eyes were sparkling, a huge grin spread on his face as he darted forwards, wrapping his arms around Jasper's neck.
"Yes! Yes yes yes! YES!"

 

[Scripted Away]

Mac grinned amusedly and poked her side, laughing.
"Baby face?! Want me to grow a three-days-no-shave-beard like Jimbo? Bet that'd look awesome.", he giggled, then showed Hunter a photo of his whole family on his phone.
"Okay so, mom of course, Morty, Dexter and Nico, my uncles Randy, Peter and Morgan, my aunts Haylee, Lizzy, Erin and Doris, cousins Emma, Parker and Hurley, grandma Petra, Lew of course, Rex, Lucifer, Mort, Sol...i believe she invited Jim and Rachel as well, and Athena and..
Let's say basically everyone excepting Howard's side of the family. And a few friends. Okay a lot of friends. Like...half of the village. And my colleagues. Y'know, Gabriel, Castle and everyone...errr...ah and the dragons. They of course will come in human shape. A loooot of people."

Sam tried to play it cool, but his wide grin clearly told that he was happy that Emma would stay.
"You, pretty lady, can make yourself at home here. Got a lot of DVDs DVD in the shelf beside the TV and...wait...i melted it. Eh...", he chuckled awkwardly. "Your fault! Oookay, wanna help me peel the potatoes?"

Foxy grinned widely and spread her wings. "Purple! Okay and blue but whatever." Grinning, she ran her fingers over her wings for a moment, happy that they were whole again, and then smiled at Taran. "My favorite color is Purple, too!"

Jas grinned widely and squeezed Rico in a tight hug. That definitely had been the answer he had been hoping for.
"That's what I wanted to hear", he sighed happily.
"I love you honey. My fiance."

 

[Wyosch]

Jim turned his head towards his beautiful wife, who lay in his arms, and smirked.
"That was some nice chili.", he wiggled one eyebrow, winked, and looked across the room.
Just as he had expected: some burned places here and there, a hole in the wall - and one of the wooden chairs in the room was broken in two.
>>We did a good job.<<, he thought to himself, chuckling in his mind.

Hunter immediately shook her head.
"Oh god no, being honest - I hate beards! ...probably because of my father, but okay." She stroke over Macon's soft cheeks, smiling. "I prefer you the way you are.", she winked, turning to the photo on his phone.
"It must be great having a big family.", she looked up at him with a soft smile, before turning back to the picture, raising an eyebrow. "Wait, dragons? Is Pond coming? Haven't seen him in ages!"

Emma kissed his cheek, giggling and nodded. "I'll peel the potatoes.", she winked. "And for the TV... I'm sorry about that. I could try and get some money together to buy you a new one, okay?"

Taran chuckled. "Yeah, I figured.", he winked and made a squealing sound as he suddenly held up his right arm, two grey whool things in his hand - looking like huge baby hand gloves.
"Here you are."

Rico wiped away a tear, a huge grin on his face.
"I can't believe it.", he mumbled, staring deep into jasper's eyes. "My fiancé, I love you so much." He wrapped his arms around Jas' neck and kissed him passionately.
"And don't ever be afraid of me wanting to change you or your lifestyle. I love you for the man you are."

 

[Scripted Away]

Rachel chuckled softly, cuddling her head onto Jim's chest.
"Of course, our chili is always great."
She gently ran her fingers through her husband's hair, a warm smile forming on her face.
"You know what, my lone wolf? I Love you. Like crazy."
His eyes were Sparkling so beautifully...
She sighed happily and cuddled against him a bit tighter, her hand still buried in his soft hair.
"I'm in heaven...", she mumbled with a dreamy voice.

Mac smiled softly as he looked at the picture.
"Sure, he'll come in his humam form.
And i even have two big families!"
He softly picked Misha up, who seemed to have fallen asleep, and leaned his forehead against the baby's for a moment, a loving smile spreading on his face.
He lay him down in the crib beside his sister and then lay down on the ground beside Hunter, looking up at her with a happy smirk.
"Honey? Rachel told me about that film she loves so much, PS. I love you. She gave me the DVD. Wanna watch it?"

"No no no, that's absolutely unnecessary", Sam said, shaking his head. He didn't want Emma to spend the bit of money she had for something he could easily afford.
"I'll go and buy a new one tomorrow, no need to pay it. I don't want you to waste your money on that. Got by far enough to afford a new TV."
He got some bacon bits out of the fridge and put them in the smaller pan to roast, then helped Emma with the potatoes.
"Apart from that- it was totally worth it."

Foxy giggled at the sight of the wing warmers.
"They look so cute! Would you help me put them on? It's kinda hard to reach the tips of wings to get them in there, y'know?"

Jas pulled Rico closer as he kissed him back, running his hand through his hair.
"I know you'll never force me to become someone else", he said with a soft smile and smirked proudly as he locked his eyes to Rico's. "We'll be a real family..."

 

[Wyosch]

Jim smiled happily, sighing softly, breathing in the amazing scent of his wonderful wife.
"I know, babe. I love you even more.", he whispered, gently kissing her cheek.
"Honey, you're absolutely amazing.", he mumbled with a dreamy expression on his face, before wrapping his arms tightly around her, pulling her on his chest.
"I love you. I love you so damn much."

Hunter watched him lay their son back in the crib, and sighed happily.
"You want to watch a movie like that?", she asked, raising an eyebrow. "Since when do you like romance movies?"
She giggled, kissing his cheek.
"If you want to watch it as well, sure!"

Emma was humming a melody while peeling the potatoes, a soft smile on her face.
She hadn't felt this relieved, this peaceful in a long time.
For one evening she didn't have to take care of her kids, of all the chores, she didn't have to work late and get up early for her other job.
She could just relax and focus on a great evening with her boyfriend.
"Sam, you know what?"

Taran chuckled. "Sure." He picked one up, gently touched her wing and spread it, carefully placing the wing-warmer over it.
He did the same with the other wing, and smiled softly as Foxy was wearing them.
"Now you look even cuter than before."

Rico's eyes were sparkling like diamonds. Every touch with Jasper felt wonderful, amazing. Exciting.
"A real family.", he mumbled happily. "I can't wait for the wedding! Oh my cousin's reaction.", he giggled, thinking of how Hunter would react. "I wonder how everyone will react to the big news, my fiancé."

 

[Scripted Away]

Rachel grinned happily. His warm, firm chest under her was so unbelievably comfortable, his heartbeat calming, his scent...
"I feel like marrying you all over again", she chuckled, gently running her fingers over his cheek.
"It's still so hard to believe sometimes...that you are really here with me, an my wonderful husband. That those perfect children are our kids and just...everything...!"
Her eyes were sparkling brightly as she locked them to Jim's. "Remember how we sat in the forest and sang together after you had been... After the two of us escaped the HACK labs? That had been one of the most horrible and amazing days of my life."

Mac frowned playfully, gently poking Hunter's side.
"Hey, remember I watched titanic with You? That one's cheesy too! But i watched it."
He got up in one swift motion and held out his hand to help Hunter up.
"And some popcorn and chocolate ice cream?"

Sam watched Emma with a happy smile. She looked so peaceful now, so different from how stressed and beaten she had looked in her apartment.
The melody she was humming was beautiful, maybe he could write a song from it sometime.
He wrapped his left arm around her waist and gently ran his nosetip over her cheekbone and down her cheek and neck, and lastly over her collarbone and shoulder.
"Mmmhhhm?", he hummed as an answer, a soft smile on his face as he slightly drifted away in her voice and scent.

Foxy frowned and hit his shoulder. Not too hard, but hard enough to be a clear signal.
"I'm not cute.", she grumbled with glinting eyes, more or less hugging herself.
"So don't call me like that."
She looked away, her pointy ears slightly flattening.

"I bet they'll be thrilled", Jasper said with a huge grin, running one thumb over Rico's cheek. "We'll have to get suits and wedding rings and everything then. We could go to the city tomorrow, if you want."

 

[Wyosch]

Jim didn't like thinking back to that day.
He and Rachel had been captured by HACK, brought to their headquarters and put in a cage.
They had managed to escape the cage just as some soldiers had come to take them to their execution... but only Rachel had escaped the building.
Jim had pushed her outside, had closed the door and broken the button so she would've had time to escape.
He was brought to execution.
His father had executed him.
He would never be able to forget that moment. Even though his father had been under the demon's influence, every time he saw James and a gun was near... Jim couldn't help but feel terrified again.
That expression in his father's eyes when he had pulled the trigger - so empty, no emotions towards his son, as if he was happy it would all end.
Jim nodded, smiling softly at his wife.
"I remember some parts.", he mumbled, running his fingers through her hair.
Ok, actually he remembered every single second of that day. The moment he had confessed everything to Rachel, the moment they had kissed, the moment when Fake-Jamie had returned, when a HACK helicopter was chasing Jim and Rachel had come after him, the moment she had shot herself and he had thought she was dead... everything.
"I remember how your gaze stung through me as you looked at me through the glass door after I had pushed you out. So dead, sparkling with tears."
He looked at his chest, at the scar which was left of that day.
With a soft smile, he looked up into Rachel's eyes again, hugging her tightly.
"I think I just ruined a perfect, romantic moment, didn't I?"

Hunter grabbed Macon's hand and jumped up.
"You're right. I think I even saw a tear or two when the Titanic sunk.", she winked, giggling.
As he mentioned popcorn and ice cream, she just grinned.
"Hehe when do I ever say no to that?", she asked, winking and stood up on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

Emma peacefully closed her eyes for a moment, sighing happily.
His touch felt so... so good. It felt so warm, she felt so safe.
Turning around to him with a soft sparkling in her eyes, she wrapped her arms around his neck, cuddling against his chest.
"I love you.", she whispered, followed by a soft sigh. "A lot."

Taran was slightly surprised by her grumpy reaction, and just raised an eyebrow at her.
"Okay okay, no need to get all hostile.", he replied, sighing silently while he looked at the floor, and just put his hands in the pockets of his pants.
Turning to the door, already slowly walking towards it, he still kept looking down at the floor.
"So eh... you still wanna come and take a look at Alaska's nature?"

Rico nodded excitedly. "And we'll have to plan everything, write vows and invite our friends and family and prepare the wedding and our honeymoon-" His grin widened and widened. "And a beautiful wedding cake! And we'll have to take a church, well we could use the one Rachel and her father built and- ohhh there's just so much to do!"

 

[Scripted Away]

Rachel closed her eyes for a moment to push that memory away.
The horrible pain that stung through every inch of her as she heard the shot... Jim's lifeless, empty eyes as they threw him out of the building...all that blood, soaking his shirt where the bullet had dug into his heart.
His heart, so full of pain and anger, but at the same time so warm and loving...
"Just a little bit", Rachel whispered with a soft smile, gently kissing that scar that was left of that day. She wondered what had happened to M.A.C.O.2. Maybe she's ask Mac if he knew anything sometime.
"It's scary to think back to that...", she mumbled. Trying to change the subject, she smirked.
"Hey, we still have some apple pie in the fridge. I'm gonna get myself a piece or two. You want some too?"
When she stood up and looked around in the wardrobe for something to cover herself, she suddenly squealed.
"Look at that, my first business suit!" She held up a business suit...that was small enough to fit Kai. "Awwh I remember that day, my seventh birthday!" Giggling, she threw it back into the wardrobe and lastly just put on a white negligee.

"Yea well, it really was sad how stupid Jack and rose were. I mean, she's like I'll never let you go!' And then... She lets him drown. I mean, they could've shared! You hold on to that metal thingy for five minutes, I hold on to tjat metal thingy for five minutes...but nope."
Laughing silently, he planted a kiss on Hunter's forehead and headed for the bedroom. "I'm just quickly gonna change into something more comfy and then get the popcorn ready."

Sam smiled softly as he stroked over Emma's head.
"I love you too", he sighed happily.
Then he silently cleared his throat and pointed at the pan.
"Honey? I gotta take care of the bacon bits there. They're close to burning."

Foxy sighed deeply, bit her lip and lastly looked at Taran with sad puppy eyes.
"I'm sorry", she sighed guiltily, wrapping her arms around his waist as she had caught up.
"I'm kinda...sick of being called cute, you know? Drake always did that... I wanted to fix zaine's car, drake was like 'you're cute. Let the man do that'. I wanted to hammer a nail into the wall to hang up a picture, drake was like 'you're cute. Let the man do that'.
She huffed angrily, but then sighed and leaned her forehead against Taran's chest. "But I shouldn't have taken it out on you..."

Jasper chuckled gently as he listened to Rico's list of what they had to do.
"I won't wear a top hat!", he growled playfully. "No chance!"
Laughing, he took Rico's hand and smirked.
"And your friends and family won't mind that most of my friends are only half human at best?"

 

[Wyosch]

Jim watched Rachel get dressed, a soft smirk on his face, his eyes glowing happily.
He took a long breath, and for a short moment there was only him taking a breath and forgetting about everything which was going on in his mind.
His thoughts were always racing. He was always caught up in terrible memories from his past, drowning again in guilt or anger or emptiness.
Faces of people he had killed, their screams, their horrified expression in their eyes just before he had pulled the trigger... they were all haunting him, and not just in his dreams.
People would say Jim had changed. And he had. A family, he was now more open, caring...and so much more - but one thing had stayed the same. What?, some would ask. Well, it was the feeling in his hands when he even just looked at a gun. The thoughts in his mind screaming Pick it up - every inch of his body telling him he should prepare himself for a fight, for a battle between life and death.
He couldn't help but making up plans on how to kill every single person in a room to save himself and his family.
He couldn't help being hostile to any person he met. He had been betrayed too often to make a new mistake of trusting someone new.
He had made the mistake of trusting Jamie - twice. He had trusted Eddie. He had trusted too many people who had only betrayed him in the end.
What if his family would've been hurt? It would all be his mistake then, because he had trusted the wrong person.
He had made a promise to himself - to never let anybody in no more. Those who had earned his trust stayed - but he would never make the mistake anymore to let strangers in. He had built up his walls, and they would only crumble for his family.
Jim exhaled, his gaze wandering back to his beautiful wife. She was so perfect. And he didn't only mean the way she looked. Her personality was the most perfect thing ever. He still wondered how he, a person like him, was so lucky to get married to the most amazing and beautiful woman to have ever existed and who would ever exist.
"You know I never decline some apple pie.", he replied, winking and got up, jumping into his boxershorts. He walked over to his wonderful wife and wrapped his arms around her waist, his eyes locked to hers.
"I love you, Rey.", he whispered, softly pressing his forehead against hers, inhaling her familiar scent. God, how he adored her smell. So relaxing, so...so Rachel. His wife.
>>Damn, I love you.<<
"Oh and birthday-kid, I still got a surprise for ya."

Hunter laughed. "Exactly! That's what I wanted to say as well.", she winked, following Macon into the bedroom. "I'll change into something more comfortable as well.", she explained, jumping on his back from behind. "Hee-yaa horsey!", she giggled, her arms carefully wrapped around his neck. "Why are you so comfortable?", she asked, laughing again.

Emma let go of Sam, stretched out her arm and grabbed the pan from the stove. She chuckled, looking at the bacon bits. Some were already pitch black. She quickly took one and carefully put it in her mouth.
"Well, excepting for their heat, they're really crispy.", she explained, winking, handing the pan to Sam.

Taran frowned sadly, wrapped his arms around Foxy as well and sighed. "It's fine.", he mumbled. "When I say you're cute, I don't mean it in the stereotypical way like your ass-ex-boyfriend did. I call you cute because you're really pretty, and your eyes are quite big, and they sparkle a lot. Like shiny little diamonds. I thought that's cute. And especially in that warm clothing you look really cuddle-able and yeah..." He smirked akwardly, running one hand through his hair. "But if you don't want me to call you cute, it's fine."

Rico laughed as well. "Who says I want you to wear a top hat? As I know my fiancé, he don't wear no top hats.", he replied, winking. Upon Jasper's comment about his friends being half human, he frowned sarcastically. "Why should they mind?", he asked, raising an eyebrow. "My family isn't normal either.", he added with a chuckle. "So don't worry, honey."

 

[Scripted Away]

[[Le time skip of 8 weeks!]]
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"Honey I'm home!", Rachel called, hung up her jacket and sat down on the couch, two packed bags beside her. She had been shopping with a few friends who had demanded a ladies day.
After she had pressed a can of Orange juice and gotten herself a pile of Apples, she sat back down on the couch again, folding the clothes she had bought and occasionally taking a but of an Apple and sipping on her juice.
After the clothes from one bag were all folded, Rachel went on with folding the ones from bag two.
Though...those wouldn't fit her for sure, and raven and angel were too big for them as well...
Just then, a bright light put up the entire living room and ash appeared.
"Ash!"
Rachel jumped up, sat back down because she was slightly dizzy, and stood up again, hugging her son tightly.
"I saw you play yesterday! That final hoop was amazing!"
"Hey momma...", ash sighed happily, but then raised one eyebrow.
"Is it just me or do you have a bump there?"
Rachel giggled and but her lip, nodding. "Your dad hadn't noticed till now, mainly because i always wore wider clothes, but after my shopping spree today he should get it."
At the bottom of the stairs, she looked up. "Honey, c'mon down, Ash came for a visit!"

Mac was sitting at the lake with Noah, fishing.
"So basically, you could just extract the oxygen, burn the hydrogen and problem solved, right?", the little boy asked with a slight frown.
Mac nodded.
"Yeah, but how would they gey rid of carbon dioxide? That's the question."
"Change the aggregate state by adding so much pressure it turns firm."
"And then?"
"Ship it away as dry ice! That would also solve the money problems."
They were discussing how Atlantis could be possible.

Sam was just washing a customer's hair, when a tall man with barely a hint of hair and a plaid shirt came in, carrying a package.
"Mr.Gene?"
"One second!", he called, wrapped a towel around the old lady's hair, told her to take a seat again and dried his hands on another towel.
"Hey, you called for me, sir?"
The man apparently was surprised to see Sam and not a gay man with painted fingernails or so.
"Um. A package. If you'd sign here, please."
Sam quickly sighed, took the package, said bye to the postman and brought it to the back of the saloon. "Honey the new dyes arrived", he said with a smirk, hugging Emma from behind for a moment and kissing her neck. "By the way, I have a little surprise for you when after work."

 

[Wyosch]

As Rachel called that she was home and their son, too - a black wolf came running downstairs, carrying a little boy on his back.
He stopped right in front of his wife, put the boy down and shifted back.
Giving Rachel a kiss on her cheek, Jim ruffled Ash's hair, smirking.
"Your game yesterday was amazing, kiddo.", he winked, wrapping one arm around Rachel's shoulders. "How was shopping?"
Upon noticing the pile of folded clothes, he chuckled. "Yeah, you bought quite a lot."

Jack had been hugging his brother's leg the entire time, grinning. "Ash!", he called happily, letting out a giggle. "Oh you played really good on TV! I drew you putting the ball in the hoop! Wait!" The little boy let go of Ash's leg, smirking, and ran upstairs into his room.

Hunter jumped out of the lake, enjoying her mermaid-tail, giggling. She swam over to her two boys, a soft smile on her face.
"Caught any fish yet?", she asked, sighing happily as she saw Misha building a sand castle.
Heather was somewhere in the water as well.
Hunter had discovered her daughter was a mermaid too as she had bathed her. Wasn't that big of a surprise, regarding herself and Macon being mermaids (aka merman).

Emma turned around to Sam, smirking. She wrapped her arms around his neck and quickly gave him a kiss, before letting go so she could take a look at the new dyes.
"Oh yeah, what's that surprise then?", she asked, playfully raising an eyebrow.