Monday, August 15, 2011

Chapter Three: A crack in the smile, but she's always in style


Lacey didn't wake up until after Owen had left for work. She quietly stretched before heading into their bathroom and running the tub. She leaned back and stared off into space. Owen was so sure they would make it, but would they? Where would the baby sleep? Sure they had a spare room, but it was more of a guest room than a child's room. They didn't even own a crib. She didn't know about the extra money from watching Hunter late. She remembered one of their neighbors asking about their car, and she decided they could take cabs, or walk. She called the neighbor and told them they'd be willing to sell the car.

After dealing with selling their car--it was beat up old lemon anyways--Lacey finished her breakfast and straightened the house for the kids. She was thankful at least that their child would at least have toys and friends to play with while growing up, but it didn't ease her fears any less. She and Owen were barely more than kids themselves, literally moving here after graduation. Her parents had told her they could stay with them til they got on their feet, but Lacey was a stubborn independent one and insisted on living on her own. She regretted that decision now.

Dimitri went straight for the dollhouse. It seemed though that Hunter was having some separation anxiety as he sat by the door crying for his momma. Lacey ended up spending much of her morning balancing Hunter on her hip trying to calm the boy. Course she also had the kicking baby on the inside driving her crazy too. Her back was going to hate her later.

Once Hunter had calmed down enough to take a bottle, she took Dimitri to the small potty chair they'd set up. Having the toddlers be able to go potty on their own meant that was one less thing she would be focusing on as she got bigger.

As she waited for Dimitri to finish, she thought about about all the things they'd need to get for the little one. The crib, definitely, possibly a stuffed toy if they could afford one. She also really really wanted a back massage. It felt like the little guy was resting all his weight on her spine!

Just as Dimitri was telling her he was finished, Lacey felt the baby kick again. She looked down, and smiled as she rubbed her belly. Owen was right. They would get through this. Money might be tighter, but a family is what they both wanted. So it started a little sooner than they were expecting to, but that didn't change that they wanted to do this.

Lacey was helping Dimitri learn to walk when Owen walked in, later than yesterday. "I uhm, sold the car." She said, a bit sheepishly. It was one of those rash decision things that usually got in trouble.

Owen looked at her with a blink. "Good afternoon to you too," he said with a smirk. "I bought us a crib."

"I'm sorry I sold the car without asking." She said, looking down.

Owen just took her arm. "It's ok, we don't need it." He meant it. "I carpool to work anyways, and besides, that thing broke down more than it was worth."

"So, where did you find a crib? Did it fall off the back of a truck?" She teased as he held her hands.

"Well, I found it at a second hand store, so maybe it did, I didn't ask," he shot back. They had finally handed the toddlers back to their parents and the house was quiet for a change. Pretty soon they both knew it wouldn't be quiet. She started and he looked at her worried. "Babe?"

"Nothing," she smiled. "He kicked again." She saw the look on Owen's face. "Yes, you can."

Owen crouched down and rested his head against her growing belly, a look of wonder on his face as he listened and felt the baby inside his wife kicking up a storm. "Sounds like a future Athlete," he said, looking at her with a grin.

"Feels like one too." She winced as she straightened, trying to pop her back.

"Go on to bed, I'll clean up." He said.

She laughed again. "Will you stop sending me to bed like a child." She yawned and he gave her a look. "All right, all right I give!" She held her hands up with a smile. "Try not to rush out of the house before breakfast this time." She gave him a look.

Author's Note:

Short chapter is short, but it seemed like a good stopping point. I've actually been doing pretty well keeping up with the blog this time. Could be because this is my favorite couple. They really are that cute. I'm actually enjoying the dynamic between them.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Chapter Two: The Dawn is Breaking, A light shining through You're barely waking and I'm tangled up in you.

Lacey thought about going back to bed and curling up next to Owen, but laying down didn't seem to appeal to her that moment, so she sat down in the hallway, reading one of her romance novels that Owen teased her about. She was still feeling a bit off, and to tell the truth, she was slightly worried. She didn't think she was sick, and the produce she'd bought from the grocer's was high quality, so it wasn't that...that left an option she wasn't really ready to consider. It was one thing to love kids and want kids. It was another thing to be pregnant with how broke they are.

She finished the book as Owen was waking up. She headed downstairs to work on breakfast. She might not be hungry, but Owen could eat like a small army sometimes, so she was pretty sure he would be. She chuckled as she walked over to the oven just as Owen thudded down the stairs and plopped down at the table and promptly put his head down, mumbling about mornings.

"Cute Darling, but that won't win you any awards at work."

"Awards can wait, need coffee."

"You'll have to wait til work," She said, setting down a plate of pancakes in front of him, "pancakes will have to do, Coffee Boy." She grinned when he groaned.

"Aren't you gonna eat?" He asked

"Stomach's still queasy, I'll eat later." She told him.

Owen just gave his wife a look. She wasn't telling him something. He knew her too well to think it was just a queasy stomach. "Are you sure you're all right?" He asked her again, but she just shook her head. He sighed as he got up. "All right, all right." She would tell him when she was ready and not a minute sooner. He sat down at the computer, getting in some computer time before the carpool arrived.

Course it arrived sooner than he expected and after a quick change into jeans and an unflattering red shirt. He rolled his eyes as he ran out the door as Lacey started making jokes about about Star Trek and expendables.

Lacey's day started a few hours later. She only had two kids right now, but considering her other worries, she was just fine with the two boys. Both of them were really well behaved too.

Dimitri loved to be tickled, often begging to be picked up just for a tickle session.

Hunter loved to be an airplane. "Fy!!! Fy!!!" He shouted happily. Lacey laughing as she did. The children didn't even notice that occasionally throughout the day she would have to run to the bathroom to throw up. Oh, she was not liking this.

After throwing up the third time, she decided to forgo picking up the kids for a bit, to allow her stomach to settle. Instead she sat down with Dimitri and worked with him on his talking, which was one of the many things on the list of things his parents had asked for her help with, in fact bot Hunter and Dimitri's parents asked for help with that.

Even Owen got into the action once he was home from work. While Lacey taught Hunter to talk, Owen helped out by grabbing the other small boy and started teaching him how to walk. He grinned as Dimitri took his first few hesitant step, laughing slightly as the boy plopped down on his rear half way. "It's ok," he said, picking up the boy and helping him stand again. "Try again."

Hunter's parents called to say they were running behind, and as soon as Dimitri was picked up, Lacey ran to the bathroom, leaving Owen to feed Hunter. He frowned as he straightened. He swore he heard Lacey crying. He walked over to the bathroom and paused. She was crying. "Babe?" He asked softly, pushing on the door, relieved to find that it was open. He found her sitting on the toilet. "Babe, what's wrong?"

She didn't say anything, just handed him a pregnancy test. He didn't even have to look to know why she was upset. They were broke and she was pregnant, and she was afraid he'd be mad. He knelt in front of her. "We'll get through this," he said softly, before reaching up and hugging her. They stayed that way until her crying slowed, then stopped, and he heard her yawn. "Go on to bed honey, you're knackered."

"But...Hunter." She said as she yawned again.

"I'm perfectly capable of watching him while you sleep. You were up quite a bit last night sick." He shooed her upstairs, making sure she actually went to bed.

After changing out of his work clothes while Lacey fell asleep, Owen went back downstairs, sitting down on the sofa to read while Hunter played quietly. He told Lacey they'd make it, but he was secretly worried. They barely had money to keep themselves fed, let alone buy a crib. He took a deep breath. He needed to calm down. The crib could wait, it's not like she was giving birth tomorrow. He'd just have to work harder and longer to earn enough money so they could get a crib. The doorbell rang, and he got up quickly to answer it, sure it was Hunter's mother.

"I'm so sorry," she said as she came in and picked up Hunter. "I got held up during court case. Thank you so much for watching him." She handed him a check. "Here, it's a little extra to make up for the time."

After she left, Owen looked at the check. It was just enough to get a beat up crib from the second hand shop. He smiled to himself. They might just make it after all.

Author's Note:

Ok, First child on the way. Yes, that little shower scene ended up causing a bit of drama it seems, and they really are that broke. I spent their money on getting a house that looked good in a slightly better neighborhood than the starter houses and a computer.

I think this is the first time Daycare hasn't borked out on me, and it's easier to run since Owen works in a Rabbithole.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Chapter One: You're my Best Friend, Best Friend With Benefits

Meet Lacey and Owen Harper, newlyweds and in a new town. They moved to Riverview from across the mountains in Twinbrook because really, they both hated the swamps they grew up in. It was a fresh start for both of them, and with their pooled money were able to get a slightly better than starting house. Of course, that left them with barely enough money for groceries and the cheap breaks if you look at it wrong computer, but at least it was a roof over their heads.

Lacey's first thoughts as they looked around the new house as to immediately stock the fridge. She was a born cook. Which was good for Owen who really could live out of a take out box as long as he didn't have to cook. So while she was off running the errands, he sat down at the computer and looked at job postings. There wasn't a lot to be offered for the young genius, but there was an opening at the Corporate Towers for...Oh god his wife was going to give him no amount of teasing about it. Coffee boy.

"I'm home," Lacey called as she walked through the door. She started to put away the groceries, idly wondering who Owen could be talking to snce they didn't know anyone in town, and she didn't see anyone's cars in the driveway, so her parents hadn't come to visit. She went upstairs, an paused in the doorway to the spare room. "You know," she said with a smirk as she leaned in the doorway, "talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity."

"I'm not talking to myself." He said, turning quickly. "I was...uh...practicing."

"Practicing what, exactly? Did you get a job as an actor or something?"

"Uhm, no, in Business."

" aren't exactly a people person, Owen." She pointed out.

"Hence the practicing."

While Owen continued to talk own his reflection, Lacey scanned the papers for some kind of job, knowing that Owen's meager paycheck wasn't going to cut it. She quickly found one she was eager to do. In home Daycare. She loved kids, hell, they both did, and having a bunch of little tykes running around the house was just her cup of tea. She had just gotten off the phone to register her home in the program when the doorbell rang.

Some of their neighbors had dropped in, having seen the couple moving their boxes in earlier in the day. Lacey introduced herself to Elaine, Nellie and Meadow. While Elaine talked to Lacey about Riverview, and learning about Lacey's hometown of Twinbrook...

Owen found himself witness to one of Meadow's outbursts. It turns out the young woman was a bit unhinged.

Owen wasn't exactly sure what she was implying by wanting to rip his clothes off like a bandaid to see if he was scabby....

But he made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with that of any kind. After all, he was a married man. And while Lacey could be...eccentric at times, she was at least not that completely insane.

Owen hurries back inside away from Meadow as she starts having a conversation with herself. He instead started chatting with the much more stable Elaine, as he discussed his hopes of adding a pool once they had the money. Elaine listens intently, while Lacey and Nellie enthusiastically discuss cooking. "Those two will be at for a while," Owen chuckled. "If there's one thing Lacey loves to do, it's cook."

"So I've gathered." Elaine chuckled.

"Cooking's a good idea." Lacey said, starting to head towards the kitchen when Owen grabbed her by the arm and pulled her towards the bathroom with a smirk.

"Owen is now really the time?" Lacey laughed. "We do have company."

Seemed like it was the perfect time. Fortunately all the guests were busy talking or being nosy, so no one walked in on the couple.

"So how did you meet Lacey?" Elaine asked as she and Owen sat down at the picnic table, eating the salad Lacey had whipped up after they emerged fifteen minutes later.

"Grew up together in Twinbrook. We've lived literally two houses down from each other our whole lives. Started dating in high school, I asked her to marry me at our graduation, the rest is history." He said with a shrug.

"That is so sweet." She said.

"So we've been told." Seems like the common response anyone asked how they met. One of these days one of them was going to just say their parents changed their diapers together and see what they thought of that.

Later that night after their neighbors finally left, the couple sat reading. Owen was checking out the latest mystery while Lacey scoured a cookbook for new ideas. "So, you haven't told me exactly what you're going to be doing at the office."

"It's not important," Owen said, hoping that Lacey would drop it.

"Which means you are horribly embarrassed by it. So come on, tell me, what are you going to be doing?"

"Did I hear you telling Nellie over dinner that you're starting a daycare from the house?" He asked instead, changing the subject.

"Yes, I am. You know me I love kids. Hell, you love kids. Might as well have them running around all the time." She smirked at him. "Now stop changing the subject."

He sighed, should have known that trick wasn't going to work. "All right, All right. Coffee boy."

She looked up from her book to stare at him, before laughing hysterically. "Ohh, you are never allowed to call Ianto teaboy again, Owen."

"Can we leave your step father out of this?"

They went to bed late, knowing their schedules would eventually have to change. They weren't kids anymore, they had real jobs now. Jobs that required they be up and functional before two in the afternoon. Lacey smiled in her sleep, dreaming about the new house and new life as Owen curled around her.

Of course, Lacey didn't sleep long. In fact, just a few hours after falling asleep, she found herself in the bathroom, throwing up dinner. With a groan she stood up, heading to the sink to brush her teeth and rinse her mouth out. Owen stumbled in. "Honey? Are you all right?"

"Yeah," she said around the toothbrush. "I'm fine, dinner didn't set right with me, that's all. Go back to bed. Six comes early." She smiled as he walked over and kissed her cheek before heading back to the bedroom. The smile fell when he left. She really hoped that it was just dinner not settling well.

Author's Notes:

Ok, third time's the charm right? After computer implosion and the new one set up, I decided to start a new legacy, and caved, giving in and playing one of my favorite families. The Harpers. For those of you wondering. Yes, he is supposed to THAT Owen Harper from Torchwood. This is based on an RP where he ends up with an OC(mine) That is Jack Harkness's daughter and the Doctor's half sister(Yes, yes, Mary sue, scramble the record, I know she is, doesn't make me love her any less). There will be plenty of jokes about the Torchwood team, as already mentioned Ianto. Also expect some Doctor Who characters to make cameos as I intend on sticking some of them into my game.

As to the actual Legacy The roll is Couple, three kids, second is heir, Primary Business(Owen) Secondary Daycare(Lacey, Duh) Generation GOal is AWESOME, which I already have plans for, and Misc Fun is Homemade, which of course, made them a perfect couple for this roll.

Owen's traits are Charismatic, Genius, Family Oriented, Hopeless Romantic, and Grumpy. Lacey's traits are Natural Cook, Nurturing, Family Oriented, Genius, and Bookworm. Owen's LTW is CEO of MegaCorporation, and Lacey's is to be a Culinary Librarian.