The door opened at their approach "I'll even call Jac to come help if I need to." Sabine was saying walking backwards out of the apartment they can hear Rogers starting to argue but it doesn't last long under the glare the curly haired woman on the doorstep gives him making the other two slow to a near stop in the hallway. "We'll find her lightning bug, but all this stress isn't helping you heal." She soothes her tone kinder than the fire in her eyes and Margot catches Weaver's little hint of a smile at the nickname out of the corner of her eye.
"That's my girl." Sabine smiles in praise just before the door closes and she turns to finally catch sight to the pair her phone already at her ear the line humming waiting to connect.
"Tils is going to be alright, Rogers, on the other hand, might be another story." Sabine explains as soon as the call was picked up sending a warning look their way at Margot's soft start of a laugh at the possible overstatement. Margot falls silent at the action after a shake of the head from the detective at her side "do you think you and Drew can manage without me a little while longer?" the working woman asked now looking without seeing back at the closed apartment door she'd recently exited "Alright perfect. No, I don't think Tils would mind letting Luc take her job for the day."
That sparks a chuckle from Weaver that unlike Margot's moments earlier bringing a slight smile from the curly-haired woman. "Okay, you seem to have everything taken care of. Thanks a million, Jac." Sabine says pocketing her phone while the three approached one another.
Now she wasn't completely distracted with her phone call the look the other woman was giving her made Margot feel that Tilly's joking comment was right in the fact that in some other time her girlfriend's boss would make a heck of a good ruler. She has the regal authority look down to a T.
Sabin smirks at the intimidated look Margot sent her way before the younger woman's eyes dropped as Sabine talks again "Tils keeps trying to call you again. You picked up that last time then the call cut off." She accused. "She's been worrying herself into a fit ever since." Margot noted that even Weaver winced at the ice in her voice.
"Tilly wasn't the only one fighting the ice problem today. My phone was a casualty in said war." Margot answers maneuvering her hand into her jeans pocket to pull out her phone showing off the cracked screen.
"That and the elevator was acting up otherwise we would have arrived here sooner." Rumple says before the cursed royal could do more than cross her arms and open her mouth to speak again. The upset in Sabine's eyes lessened at the explanation her eyes going from Margot's guilty look to the shopping bags the two were carrying "need help with those?"
Margot nodded handing over a few of the bags as Sabine led the way back to the apartment.
"Come on how about a game…." Rogers was asking when Rumple opened the door to find his cop partner sitting on the sofa while the supposed to be resting Tilly paced with her phone in her hand and a pillow hugged against her chest. "Don't feel like it." The blonde says her eyes trained on the blackened screen of her cell phone both seeming not to notice the new arrivals.
That didn't last long however at Sabine's not so subtle coughed to tell the pair they were there.
"Oh, Thank the tides."
"Targo."
Three of the four cringed at the vaulting jump Tilly made over the back of the sofa hurling herself into her girlfriend's arms in a tight hug. "Easy Tils." Margot says feeling hands fist against the back of her shirt causing Margot to wince at the action. "Seems all the ice in the city if against us today." Margot joked before the other woman could ask resting a hand over the pillow Tilly was holding against her own stomach when Tilly stated coughing letting Margot guide her back to the couch leaving the others to unpack the ice packs, heating pads and other things from the bags for them.
Rather than answer her in the middle of a coughing fit Tilly opted for writing out what she wanted to say on a dry erase board instead.
'Hurt bad?'
Margot shook her head at the shakily written words in the light green of the marker rubbing her hand against Tilly's back as until the last of her coughing stopped. "My backside and lower back might say different for the rest of the afternoon, but I'll live." She shrugs off with a light smile at Tilly immediately scooting over so she could rest her head against Margot's shoulder.
"Besides the obvious how are you my rule breaker?" Margot wondered out loud pressing her lips against the crown of Tilly's head knowing that if what Rogers said to her on the phone was right Tilly should be in the hospital getting her injuries taken care of not already at home. Despite wanting her girlfriend to heal as quickly as possible so she wouldn't be hurting longer than needed Margot knows from their talks how much Tilly both hates and fears hospitals. She tapped the board Tilly was still holding when the other blonde cleared her throat to answer. The world traveler remembered from some of her hazier memories how much broken ribs hurt.
Talking, breathing, everything hurts despite how much moving around would help with healing.
'Better now you're here. I was worried about you Targo.'
Tilly smiles at Margot's halfhearted groan at the nickname. "You know only you can get away with calling me that." She says sliding her hand into Tilly's resting against her knee. The answering brush of lips against her throat makes Margot start in surprise not expecting the move.
"Thanks." Tilly says acting like nothing had happened as she takes the ice pack Rogers offers her. Margot blinks coming back to herself with a glance over her shoulder toward the kitchen.
Sabine was hard at work trying to get Weaver to help in preparing lunch for the group. Rogers steps in for him however leaving the older man to stay seated at the table seeming to be looking at everything and nothing at the same time.
Tilly would later blame it on the pain medication but for a half second in meeting his eyes she could have sworn she was looking at a completely different person. One that looked like the man she knew yet his skin seemed to be closer to the scaled skin of a crocodile than a normal human's his hair longer than she was used to seeing but the impish smirk now spreading across his lips as their eyes met was more fatherly than threatening at least in her opinion.
"Alice." The Dark One murmurs his voice seeming to carry across the apartment and over the argument her Papa and Tiana are currently having in the kitchen over the proper way to cut up the carrots for lunch with a small tilt of his head in greeting his sly smile still in place.
"Tilly?" her love questioned nudging her shoulder "Baby everything okay?"
Tilly shook her head resting her now pounding head against her girlfriend's shoulder letting out a low hum in thanks when once again Margot's fingers wind into her hair massaging her scalp. Not the best way to spend her birthday but at least she has her Nobin with her again.
As if reading her frazzled mind Margot spoke. "Oh, before I forget I got you something." She says reaching for Tilly's backpack. "Close your eyes." She insisted "Please." she adds with a little pout when Tilly gives her a puzzled look.
"Aawww. That's so sweet." Sabine coos obviously reacting to whatever Margot had pulled out of the bag. "Can I…" Rogers starts to say, and Tilly knows from his tone that he's joking but the harsh three-way growl of 'No' from Margot, Weaver, and Sabin makes the closed-eyed blonde smile wider than she had at the teasing tone of her roommate and third best friend.
"Okay." Margot coaxes along with pressing a soft kiss against Tilly's forehead. The first thing she thinks on seeing the contents of the container Margot was holding was 'She remembers.' Yet what she says is: "But it's not my birthday."
"You're right it's not your birthday its Alice's." Margot nodded making that little voice in Tilly's head preen in happiness "Well at least it's the published date for her book so it's kind of like her birthday. But I think she'll be alright sharing with the other important woman in my life. Besides, you deserve some sweetness today" The bespectacled bartender joked while the other three in the apartment with them go back to staring into space at the kitchen table or working on preparing the rest of the food for their lunch. Giving the couple as much privacy as they can.
"Make a wish." Margot says while lighting the single blue star candle she'd stuck into the slice of chocolate cake she was holding. Unlike the first time they'd done this all those months ago beside her tower, Tilly chose to act on what she wanted rather than wishing for it to happen. The stinging pain of her injuries be dammed.
Somehow Margot managed to slide the still candlelight cake onto the coffee table without breaking for too long from their kiss. A fact Tilly was only mildly annoyed by until Margot returned to kissing her.
It was only Rogers clearing his throat that made them break apart the second time. "Lunch is ready, and you might want to deal with that candle before the wax destroys a perfectly good chocolate cake Tils." The cop says making a quick turning back to the kitchen before either woman could turn an annoyed glare his way.
"Time to make a real un birthday birthday wish Tils." Margot laughs picking the cake container back up and holding it out to the smirking blonde. This time Tilly didn't drop her eyes from her love's as she leaned in to blow out the candle.
"So, what'd you wish for?" Margot asks helping Tilly to her feet while the other three finished setting the table for lunch.
"You know that's not how wishes work." Sabine answers before Tilly can "If she tells it won't come true."
"I don't know," Tilly comments swinging her and Margot's clasped hands between them as they headed over to the table all thoughts of the throbbing pain in her ribs pushed aside as she looks between her girlfriend and Rogers. "I've got a good feeling about this one."