The observer part 2

Okay, so this is sketchy but I know someone wanted me to continue this, and since it's called the Observer there must be another observation. So, I must creep away!

I've been coming to this diner for years, and the last people I thought I would see again was that couple I noticed almost a year ago. The woman with the striking blue eyes and pouty lips, the tall man with the hazel eyes that shone with love for this woman. But this time when they walked in, they walked in with the child they walked out with last time. The little boy was a delicate mixture between the couple. He had his mother's eye, but his father's nose. It was too early to tell exactly whose facial structure he was going to take on, but my guess was that he'd have the woman's chin with the man's jaw.

They sat in a different booth; but they both still sat on the same side facing the door. I wondered if it was a habit or if they were waiting for someone. After a couple minutes of neither of the pair looking up to the door I figured that they were just here for some food. I was insatiably curious about these folk and I knew it was wrong, but I moved close so I could try to listen to their conversation.

I learned that the little boys name is William, and that they've stopped here for food on the way to visit some old FBI friends. When the woman who I now know is Scully said FBI friends to the boy the man who is Mulder tensed a bit, as if that wasn't a particularly pleasing aspect. She seemed to notice the subtle and quick change in him, for she leaned into him a bit, grabbing his hand and squeezing it. He then turned his head down to look into her eyes. She met his gaze and they locked on, silently communicating. I looked over to the little boy, who was sitting quietly staring at his parents with a smile on his face. Being reassured of how much his parents love each other with such a simple gesture. He gazed at her for a moment longer before swiftly placing a gentle, yet passionate kiss to her lips which she returned in kind. William let out a giggle at this drawing their attention back to the boy, they smiled. She was still held his hand. I wonder if they even notice that she's doing it.

William started jabbering away about random things which made the couple smile. The woman even chuckled at a particularly amusing question the boy posed. He asked them if astronauts were cheese farmers sent to the moon to bring the cheese back to us, and if they are how come they don't eat any of the cheese while up there. After the woman finished her chuckle she gave a mock glare to the man, and then looked back to the boy. She told him to stop listening to his father's crazy stories; the man defended himself by simply stating it was in a book he read to William. She raised a skeptical eyebrow and asked which bit came from the book. He replied with the moon made of cheese, and that William came up with the cheese farmer thing all on his own. She shook her head and sighed, looking amused. She looked back over to the boy and told him that they can't eat the cheese in space because you can't take off your suit, and that the moon isn't actually made of cheese. The boy looked back at her and asked why they can't take off their suits. She answered with an answer which I think would've gone over his head, but apparently he understood and nodded. She told him that in space, there is no oxygen to breathe in, while most people think you'd die from lack of oxygen, it would actually be the amount of pressure from the lack of oxygen and gravity that would make you explode. At the exploding part the man made a sound effect for the boy who giggled.

Their food finally arrived. The woman had French toast, the man and boy had waffles. She looks over to the man and asked him why they never order pancakes; after all they taste just as good. He sighed in an exaggerated manner and simply pointed out that waffles have built in little syrup storage holders, while with pancakes the syrup simply gets absorbed. She looked at him and smiled an indulgent amused smile, and pat his face twice before returning to her food. They were all silent while eating, obviously enjoying their meal. Sometime during that whole discussion the man had removed his hand from hers and placed it around to cup her shoulder, pulling her into his side. So she was now eating with her head resting on his chest/ shoulder area. Her face took on a guilty expression when she accidently dripped syrup onto his shirt after it having come out of the corner of her mouth. She let out a faint 'oops' which made him look down. He looked at her with a shocked expression and then smiled, wiping the syrup off her chin and licking it off his thumb; he seemed to do it purely out of reflex. They both smiled and turned back to their plates, only to notice that while they'd been having a moment; William had happily and quickly consumed most of their food. Mouths hanging open they looked at each other, then back to William and started to laugh a deep belly laugh.

I felt a pang of sadness watching the small family get up to leave after paying the bill. I hoped they would come back one day again. The man picked the boy up and placed him on his left hip, while the woman gathered all her things into her purse. He held out a hand and helped her slide out of the booth. He placed his right hand on the small of her back, and they walked out of the diner back to their car to continue to see their old FBI friends.

If you want more send me some ideas, it took me forever to come up with this one and that was purely by accident, it's 2:30 am and I have classes tomorrow. Ideas that don't have to be based in this freaking diner!

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