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Date Posted: 23:33:30 10/13/07 Sat
Author: Reese
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Braden 's message, "inside" on 23:21:33 10/13/07 Sat

(Her eyes traveled over his features as he ate his food like a starved wolf. He was such a large man, intimadatingly large, and heaven knew he ate like three men half the time. That part of her that excelled at tending to men like him - marines - was smiling proudly as she watched him wolf down his food. It felt wonderful to be needed, to give the only way she knew how.. but taking care of all the outside parts of his life that he shouldn't have to concern himself with. She'd seen Keegan come home on leave with the same sort of hollow expression that Braden sometimes wore, and had seem him go through periods of time when he forgot to do simple everyday things such as feeding himself, cleaning his clothes or room, or getting out of bed. So, she had taken over for her absent parents and had inserted herslef into that part of his life, cooking meals, cleaning and laundering, shopping and waking him in the morning with a cheery exterior. Because she loved him.. and because she needed to some goddamned thing to not go insane with worry for him. For Braden it came more naturally to her, the need to tend to him. Just as she had crawled into his bed so long ago to ease his nightmares, now she would put warm food in his belly and see that he got enough sleep. She nodded slightly, keeping in with the conversation despite the depth of her thoughts.) Yeah, seems the two of them kind of kept each other going while she was in the hospital. Chase is so excited to know that there is another baby.. he kept talking to her belly when I was over there. (She cherished CHase, the baby was so intelligent and so cheerful despite the horror he had witnessed. He had become more attached to his mother since Shay had almost died, and was as furiously protective of her as Remy was. The soft manner in which he said his mission had been successful gave her the definite hint that he didn't want her to know details.. and she was fine with that. She had expected that. Keegan had never told her squat, and the few things she knew from either man had come from terrors in the night. Braden had once told her that she need not know those things.. darkness was something he would not put upon her.. and she was grateful for that - as much as she would take his pain to ease him if she could. She smiled as she finished up her hashbrowns, then quietly picked up the remainder of her portion of steak and put it on his plate, her stomach more than full.) I'm glad to hear that. (She murmured, and reached for the orange juice. She was quiet for a moment, just content to watch him there, before she straigtened and took her plate to the sink, quietly beginning the task of cleaning up after her cooking.) I'm glad you're home too. How long is your leave? (She glanced over her shoulder at him, trying to make any discussion of his work of a casual nature - she had learned already that prying got her nowhere.. Braden had two definite sides to him.. and his on duty side was locked up tighter than a bank vault.)

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