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ANASTASIA (1997) ❥ "Dimitri, do you really think I'm royalty? Then stop bossing me around!"

"Well," she frowned a little as he nuzzled against her. Not at the action but at the reasoning for this research. "That'll teach you to be right about something." It upset her that the one person who tried to do things the right way, was right about things, was always being passed over for not buying into the boys club, the power trippers, and their ways of things. "Whoever is doing this wants the notoriety of it all, I mean isn't this one of the most popular horror movies in the last couple of years? I mean, that doesn't say childhood trauma, but it does say lonely adult. Maybe someone who watches these movies a little too much, most likely is an outsider. Do the victims look like the movie victims? Share names with them?" Her brain began to spew ideas out nervously to keep from being on edge about the music playing on the screen, no doubt a scare around the corner that she was bracing herself for. "People are complicated, they probably just want some sort of validation from somewhere. Maybe someone important to them left or died, and they have no one but these movies. They see the fans; if you want weird, they are weird! Have you seen people who they post calling the killers in these movies sexy? And daddy? What does that even mean?" That was a tangent that she couldn't get into right now. "I don't think they would want to do this to get off, per say, they just want acceptance somewhere." And the fans of these movies...." Then it came, a small flinch, but a flinch none the less, at the loud sound, the yell and the scare that she saw coming but somehow still caught her off guard. "Farðu til helvítis!" Was muttered under her breath, disappointed at herself.

Shoving the pillow aside, she rolled her eyes, teasing. "Anything to keep from giving me the real thing, I see." Not that she wanted it, all that rain? It was always freezing cold. The possibility of getting sick. Wet clothes, the wind making it worse. Who found rain romantic? But she wouldn't pass up the opportunity to tease him. Walking away from him, she shrugged as she said over her shoulder. "Maybe, you don't know what other things I keep from you. I might be a master at it but you don't know it." Nothing. That was the real answer, she never kept anything from him now. Besides presents or surprises but that was different, that was innocent little things There didn't seem to be anything that he didn't know about her or her day now. An open book for him to peruse and read when he wanted. "Incentives?" A giggle laced her voice as she began to line up the small cakes on the counter, making sure they were cool enough to ice now. "What kind of incentives do you think you can offer up for a secret thing?" Purposely choosing the word thing, instead of the p-word that would most likely give away the dessert she had made for him.

Getting the ingredients ready to make the icing now that the cakes were sufficiently cooled, she stopped as he wrapped his arms around her. Body leaning back against him, hands landing on top of his, a small smile to her face. "If that's your incentive," she turned in his arms, hooked an arm around his neck. "You need to work on your incentives." Nuzzling the tip of her nose against his, she chuckled before kissing his cheek and taking a step back. " Are we handing out candy or joining the littles out for their hunt of treats?" She turned her attention back to making her icing, deciding to let him squirm for a little while longer about what she made, a tiny bit of her wanting to get back at him for the horror movie thing.

He was about to ask if she was invested but one look at her and he knew. The way her eyes were glued to the screen, she wanted to know how this thing ended. So he saved his comments for later. Instead he continued to stare at her, the movie long forgotten as he was content on just watching her. "Hmm." Was the only comment he had on that and sighed. "Apparently to some people it is."

It was hard not to look at her like she was his entire world when she went off on a tangent. His eyes sparkled with amusement the minute she went off and that smile couldn't be helped. That enamored smile that truly only came out everytime she walked into the room. This wasn't what he expected when he put the movie on for the hell of it while she was baking away but it had caught his attention the moment one of the leads went outside and opened the door to find the source of the noise. A huge mistake he always thought was stupid. Going toward the noise instead of away. So when Liz talked his teeth chewed on his bottom lip to keep from laughing.

He laughed and shook his head and nuzzled her warm skin. "No, it's this case that has been coined the Halloween Spree. This guy gets ideas from these films. They were going to put Johannas on this but gave it to me when I called bullshit on their childhood trauma idea." He was of the mind that not every kid who went through childhood abuse turned out to be psychos. "I'm just trying to figure out what about these movies get him off. People are weird."

"How could I forget it? You show me every single day." He smiled at her and caressed her cheek. "This would totally count as that Spiderman kiss." He let out a surprised gasp as he watched her stretch and walked away. 'You wouldn't keep that from me?!" As he followed her to the kitchen and leaned against the frame. "What if I offer up incentives?" He asked as he moved over to wait for further instructions to ice the cakes. He knew he couldn't wait to find out what else she made so he pressed himself against her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Nuzzling her shoulder he whispered. "What did you make?" His fingertips rubbing against her stomach softly.

Since Wally came into her life, she seemed to sleep better when he was near. Would find herself waiting for him to crawl into bed before being able to peacefully doze off to the sound of his heart against his ribcage under her ear. A steady drumbeat, warmth, and scent that told her she was safe, lulled her mind. A sign she should have paid attention to long ago. Sure, she could just doze off and stir when he came to bed, but her mind wandered too much this time.

Sitting in her chair by the window, curled up so her book balanced on one knee and Dolly's head on her other to pet, she did the next best thing, lost herself in a book. She had no idea how much time had passed as she followed the characters on their journeys, listening to the waves outside the window, absentmindedly scratching behind Dolly's ears and petting her head. It wasn't until Antares sauntered in to curl up on the bed as she usually did when he was home at the end of the day, that she realized how late it was. She continued to read as she waited for him to make his way to bed on his own time.

When she found that she had finished the chapter and he still had not appeared, she frowned and sighed. "Come on, girl, lets go see how he's doing." Petting Dolly's head one more time, she moved and so did Dolly, tail wagging ready. "You too." She said as she reached across the bed with a smile and cuddled up Antares in her arms. With the cat purring in her arms and Dolly at her side, they padded though the halls together to go see him. He would be wrapped up in work again no doubt. It concerned her that he would burn out, over work himself, but her worry dissipated at the sight of him. Shaking her head no at his question, she made her way over to him. "Reading and we always miss you." Too tired to play coy as she settled on his lap, placing a kiss on his cheek. "Are you going to be up late? I can go get my book and keep you company."

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"Hey," he whispered softly as he made room for her to come sit on his lap. "I didn't wake you did I?" Wally always worried over keeping her up, even if he knew she was a light sleeper, tonight was one of those days that he had come home later than usual and hadn't gone into the bedroom yet. His emails had been calling to him and he knew if he didn't tend to them that he'd keep himself up all night just thinking about them. "Or were you reading? I was going to get in there to greet you but emails got my attention first." he took notice of her outfit and smirked. "Missed me that much huh?" Even tired he still had time to tease. This time he wasn't up for fun. It was the only night he had gotten an onslaught of work to carry home that he didn't get a chance to go back to his project he was working on for Liz's birthday.

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Elizabeth beamed as he complimented her father. She loved him beyond anything and it wasn't just because he was her only family, he was at times her best friend too. There was nothing, well almost nothing, that they kept from each other. "Exactly!"

Pen in hand, she was ready to write things but there was something there underneath it all. As someone who sought stories everywhere to write them, she could tell that there was one there. This was their first meeting though so she wouldn't push. "That sounds nice, can I ask, all blacks? Is that the name of a team?"

The mention of baseball had her light up like the Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree at Christmas. "My dad actually. We moved around a lot when I was little and baseball was something he really loved. Made it a point to watch a game whenever and wherever we could before he settled us in California and we got season passes. There's just something about a crowd, some hot dogs and cheering with strangers that really just makes me happy. Have you ever been to a game? Like baseball? "

"A wise man. Part of the joy of books is getting to read stories that you would never be able to personally experience." Brett set his book away, but still listened intently. Elizabeth's question stirred up some uncomfortable memories for him, but he swallowed them down. Disregarding them entirely to craft a pleasant story, he continued. "It is something that my step-father was into. He's from New Zealand, and it's quite the big thing over there. It was a way for he and I to really bond. I would watch the All Blacks matches with him and we would celebrate their successes together." He hoped that would suffice.

"What about you, what got you into baseball?"

"Why not both, nae sarang." He meant it with his whole heart. Jae would never be able to make up to her for all the things he put her through as he figured his shit out, but he could make sure that he showed her every day now that he loved, and appreciated her and would never place her second to anything or anyone. Well, maybe their newborn daughter would have something to say about that but that was neither here nor there. "I'll marry you every where and anywhere you want."

At her request, he smiled. "You know all you have to do is ask and I gladly will." Carefully balancing Aurora in one arm, he got into bed with his wife. Back against the headboard, sitting with Maly's head in his lap so he could properly run his hand through her hair. Aurora in one arm, running his fingers through Maly's hair with his free hand, he couldn't help but feel lucky, blessed, that Maly had given him a second chance to prove himself. To build this family with her. " I love you." He said to both his girls as they fell asleep.

He always found the thing to say that made her heart sing. That had her staring up at him with hearts in her eyes. "Perhaps when Rory's older, I'll take you up on that. Maybe we can go to Spain, or Korea, and renew our vows again and again. Until the end of time." It would cost a lot of money, but honestly she didn't care. She would honour her love for him until the day she left the earth.

"It would make for a fun holiday." She leaned in to kiss his lips softly, before pulling back and pressing a small kiss to the top of Aurora's head. At Jae's instruction, she pulled back the covers and slid underneath them, settling comfortably onto a nest of pillows she had constructed. "Thank you, amor." She paused for a moment, thinking of how else she could request affection. Her usual tactic was out while she pumped. "Could you stay, until I fall asleep? Just pet my hair, maybe?" She glanced up at him with big doe eyes, hoping she wasn't too much trouble.