Hey Capers! Do you remember my Season 2 story: Strong Enough? Well these will be snapshots throughout the whole story. If you have not read all 20 chapters, you will be incredibly lost.
This first chapter takes place after the last chapter. Hope you all enjoy!
I do not own The Cape.
The finer things in life- Chapter One: Fireworks
In the Faraday home, the smell of charcoal wafted through the open back door. Outside Vince was at his grill, preparing for the various Fourth of July festivities that would be going on later. Vince's sister Michelle, her husband Austin, and their son Andrew came into town to see the newest Faraday member, Elena, for the first time. It had been 4 months since the preemie was fighting for her life.
Michelle and her family had came unannounced, before this the Faradays had decided to have an outdoor dinner for just the 5 of them, now with 3 more guests attending, there was no telling how crazy it would get.
Inside, Orwell was working away on cleaning up the house. Baby Elena was sitting in her carrier on the kitchen counter while watching her mother with wide blue eyes. She had no idea what was going on, her daddy and brothers were outside, and she and her mommy were inside. Because of this, when Orwell get too far away from Elena, she began to wail. The blogger looked back at her baby and rested the mop she had in her hands against the wall. She rushed to Elena and scooped her up; "What's wrong sweetie?"
The 4 month old looked at her mother once and instantly stopped crying. Orwell smiled a little at her daughter and lightly pressed a finger to her nose; "Mommy still has some things she needs to get done." As she walked back over to the baby carrier, Elena began to whine. The blogger sighed and held her with one arm while she mopped with the other; it was needless to say that the baby was happy. Orwell however, was at a different feat.
She wasn't annoyed with her baby, little Elena couldn't help it, babies need attention. She was annoyed with her sister-in-law. The blogger loved her to death, but she couldn't take her random visits much anymore without blowing a gasket. Michelle's last visit was much like this, only it was on a much shorter notice. Just about a year ago, a horrendous storm came through Palm City on a day Michelle and her family had intended on stopping by to visit. By the time Orwell realized they had company, the rain that had been a light sprinkle, changed into a downpour, there was no way anyone would be leaving at that time. Vince and Orwell weren't pleased to say the least, they had finally found a night where Vince's parents took the kids for a weekend. The couple had been alone for a few hours, enjoying the luxury of it being just the two of them. Right before the unannounced guests arrived, Vince and Orwell had lied down on the couch. The rain started out as a drizzle, putting their minds at ease. The moment their lips touched, the rain began to pour. This didn't keep them from kissing but, the knock on the front door sure did. The day that was supposed to be specifically for Vince and Orwell was ruined in an instant.
The blogger couldn't be mad at her sister-in-law forever, but she did wish that Michelle would have better timing. Fortunately for the blogger and her family, they at least had been given a day's notice this time. As she finished mopping the floor, she looked down at Elena, she was finally asleep. The blogger set the mop to the side and walked through the open back door.
Vince was sitting at the patio table with Matthew and Trip when Orwell walked outside with Elena. He caught his wife from the corner of his eye and turned just in time to see her sit down next to him.
You could smell the various food on the grill from miles away. Orwell ducked her head and kissed her husband; "How's it coming back here?"
"Pretty good. Just waiting for the food to finish cooking. Any word on Michelle?" Vince asked.
"No not yet, but you know how she is," Orwell said.
"Yeah, she'll probably be here in the next- now-" Vince said. The couple turned their heads to see Michelle, Austin, and Andrew walking towards them.
"Hey family!" Michelle said.
Orwell got up gently and hugged her sister-in-law; "How was your trip?"
"Horrendously long," Michelle shrugged. The frown that was put on her face faltered within a moment; "And is this the angel of the family?" she asked nudging towards the baby in Orwell's arms.
The blogger nodded; "It sure is."
"She is so precious," Michelle cooed.
"Thank you, but I really should put her down for a nap," Orwell said.
"No harm done go ahead," Michelle said moving on to hug her brother.
As Orwell went by, she said hello to her brother-in-law and nephew. The blogger walked through the house and upstairs to her daughter's nursery. She lied her baby girl down on her back and tucked her in. The mother turned on the mobile above Elena and went to leave. Once she was back in the kitchen, Orwell grabbed the baby monitor and clipped it to her hip. When she got back outside, she noticed there were dark clouds moving in; "Hey honey?" the blogger called to her husband.
"Yeah baby?" Vince asked walking up to her. He noticed she was staring at the sky.
"Is it supposed to rain?" Orwell asked, finally meeting with his eyes.
"God I hope not," Vince said.
"Maybe you should wrap up the grilling as fast as you can then," Orwell suggested.
"It's almost done, don't worry," Vince said giving her a gentle look.
Orwell smiled to which he went over to the drill. The vigilante opened the top and began to put the grilled products on a single plate. Of course, as we know with previous times, Vince has bad luck. When he closed the grill top, rain slowly began to drizzle. At first the drizzle didn't bother anyone, it was nice to cool down from the heat of the day.
It wasn't until the rain poured down that it started bothering the family.
"Come on everyone, let's get inside before it gets any worse," Orwell said as she led the kids inside, Michelle and Austin then followed suit.
"Vince, let's go," Orwell called to her husband.
The Cape looked back at the tarp he usually covers the grill with and began to contemplate. At the same moment, thunder roared through the sky.
"Vincent, come inside, now!" Orwell yelled.
Vince rushed towards the house and walked in after his wife.
*The Cape*
Later on in the night, the family went out to watch the local fireworks. Vince and Orwell were hoping for it to be just the kids and themselves… they could never be so lucky. Vince's sister tagged along, bringing her humor with her, as well as her husband and child. The Cape parked his car full of family in the parking lot of the recreation center. Every year fireworks were set off in the same time and place. Both Vince and Orwell remembered going with their parents to see the fireworks at least a few times in their lives.
Right before the fireworks began, Michelle and Austin went to get out of Vince's vehicle. She turned to her brother; "Aren't you getting out?" she asked.
The vigilante jerked his thumb back to his sleeping daughter; "She'll wake up either way but the sound is muffled in here."
His sister nodded and then grinned at their two other kids; "Wanna go step outside with us?"
Trip and Matthew looked at their parents to which Orwell spoke; "Go on. We can still see from here." She then smiled at her sons.
Once they were all out, Orwell turned her head to their sleeping beauty. A small smile crawled onto her face.
Vince looked at his wife with his own planted firmly in place; "She still sleeping?"
Orwell met his eyes with her own; "She is. I'm a little worried though. Elena's not going to like all this noise."
"We can leave if she gets too upset," Vince said getting his favorite smile. He then continued; "Until then, we can relax and enjoy the show, right?"
The blogger leaned back onto her husband's chest and nuzzled into his neck as they stared ahead through the dashboard.
Vince lightly stroked her arm with his thumb and whispered; "Are you having a good day?"
"Of course I am," Orwell paused; "Are you?"
"You know it. I love my sister and Austin but it's nice for it to be just us right now," Vince said.
"We're not exactly alone, you know," Orwell said.
"Yeah, but Elena won't care if her parents are like this," Vince said.
The blogger nodded; "At least she knows that her parents love each other."
"No doubt about that," Vince said.
They leaned closer to one another and planted a light kiss on each other's lips. And about that point, the fireworks began. The sky that once was black lit with flamboyant colors. The popping and crackling of each firework brought upon a explosion of scattered lights. Little did the couple know that their baby had woken up to the noise. She didn't cry though, she just stared ahead curiously.
Please review guys! The next snapshot will take place after Strong Enough: Chapter Three. See you all then. Xoxo.