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Jody's POV
She's very excited for her Daddy. He's going on a date! Her Daddy never goes on dates. This person he is going on a date with must be very important to him. Daddy called them a him. So he must be smart because Daddy would never go out with someone who is an idiot.
Running out to the car after leaving her Daddy's side, she slides to a stop beside her Uncle Sebastian. Looking up at the tall alpha and demanding, "You're taking Daddy to his date?"
He nods once, his eyes crinkling slightly, "Yes, honeycat, I am."
Straighten to the tallest she can go, she announces, "Good." Jabbing a finger in his side, she orders him, "Then you make sure his date treats him right or you shoot him if he doesn't."
He nods solemnly, "I'll keep that in mind, honeycat."
Beaming at him, she exclaims, "Take care of Daddy for me, Uncle 'Bastian! Goodnight!"
She throws her arms around him a quick hug which he returns as he bids her, "Goodnight honeycat."
Turning on her heel, she races back into the house. As she passes through the kitchen her aunt catches her attention.
"There you are Jody, what were you doing?" the older woman inquires with a smile as she moves towards her.
Stopping, she pivots and looks at her, answering, "Telling Uncle 'Bastian to shoot Daddy's date if he doesn't treat Daddy right."
Chuckling her aunt stops and looks down at her, "I think that Jim's date will be a successful one, and Sebastian will not need to shoot anyone. The alpha he is meeting for dinner is a good man."
Eyes widening, she demands, "You know him?"
Nodding, Aunt Molly suggests, "Let's get some banana splits and we can go discuss him in the living room by the fire."
Grinning, because she loves banana splits and Aunt Molly always lets her have one, she agrees happily, "Alright! I'll get the toppings out!"
The next several minutes are spent with them making their banana splits. Once they are ready, her aunt picks them up and carries them to the downstairs living room. When they get in the living room, her aunt sets their bowls down on the coffee table before getting a fire going and settling on the end of the sofa, picking hers back up again.
"Tell me about him!" she excitedly exclaims as she starts into her banana split, watching her aunt closely.
When her aunt does not immediately answer, she has to remind herself to be patient, but she really doesn't want to be, she wants to know and she wants to know now.
"Well he is a little taller then—" her aunt begins.
She doesn't give her a chance to finish, interrupting to stress, "I don't care about looks, I want to know what he's like. Will he treat Daddy with respect? Will he be nice to Daddy? Will he make Daddy smile? Will he care about Daddy?"
There is a bit of a pause while her aunt figures out where she wants to start again. Impatiently, she focuses on her banana split instead so not to bounce around with all her excitement.
"John is polite most of the time that I have seen. I think he will treat Jim with respect and care. I've seen him devote his entire focus to one person or situation so I'm sure he will pay attention to Jim. John can be very sweet and quiet when he wants to be, many see him as unassuming." Her aunt tells her, pausing to take a few bites to eat. "I think that it will start off a bit awkwardly but will warm up between them relatively quickly. I'm pretty sure they will be able to make each other smile and laugh. Everything else will have to wait and see."
She listens with rapt attention, trying to notice if there is any variation in her aunt's voice that could give second meaning to her words. Daddy has challenged her to start listening closer to learn the details that are not spoken but implied instead by tone of voice and word choice. It is sometimes hard, but she is still trying. Her aunt seems to like this John, to respect him, that's good since there is not a lot of people her aunt likes.
"I hope Daddy has a good time tonight." She announces, "That the date goes good and he has another one if it makes him happy."
While she finishes her banana split, her aunt nods and agrees with her.
"Me too, Jody, me too."
After they finish up, they set their bowls on the table and just grin at each other for a moment.
"What would you like to do?" her aunt inquires with a smile.
"Can we discuss something interesting?" she inquires after thinking about it for a bit.
"What would you consider interesting?" her aunt asks pleasantly.
"Not math," she replies distastefully, "Daddy might like math, I don't. I like science and animals instead."
"Well then," her aunt begins, "Have you ever considered getting a pet?"
Biting her lip, she thinks about it, "Yes and no?" she pauses to look down before looking back up at her aunt, "I've always wanted a cat but I'm not really home enough to take care of one."
"Really?" she inquires excitedly, a bit disbelieving because she has rarely been over to her aunts home and Aunt molly has never actually invited her over just to invite her over. Actually, she can only remember one cat, a brindle one named Toby.
Nodding, her aunt replies, "Really. I know you haven't been over much, but for the most part that is because of safety reasons, not because I don't want you in my home."
"Oh," she mutters, looking down as she actually considers that.
She knows that some of Daddy's jobs are not legal, that there are those who would like to hurt him by hurting her. So of course it must be taken into consideration when she goes anywhere. It is part of the reason she goes to a school where they have guards and advanced security, the reason she has a driver that takes her back and forth, the reason she has to be careful when she meets new people to make sure they are safe. Her Daddy has enemies, maybe not a lot, but some. It's the reason this is the first year she wasn't home schooled. The reason her closest friends are her aunts and uncles.
"Does John know what Daddy does?" she hesitantly asks, biting her lower lip, "Both sides of it?"
Nodding, her aunt answers her reassuringly, "He does, maybe not all of it, but enough that he is not in the dark."
"I hope it is a good date," she comments again. Whispering, she asks, "Aunt Molly?"
"Yes Jody?"
"Is Daddy happy?" she just about mumbles because she is embarrassed to ask, but it is something she sometimes worries about.
"Oh, Jody, of course he's happy, he has you and that makes him very happy. He even told me that before he left for his date." Her aunt replies, gently she asks, "Why do you think he is not?"
It is not a question she really wants to answer, but he will because that is the family rule, be honest with each other if not with everyone else.
"Sometimes he smells sad, it's the only emotion I ever smell off of him, but I still smell it sometimes. Not all the time, just sometimes. Mostly late at night when I am supposed to be in bed and I have to use the bathroom." She whispers in answer.
"Listen to me, Jody, he's happy with you and your life together. Even if he never found a mate, he would still be happy because he has you." Her aunt reassures her firmly but gently, and then goes on to explain, "You are beginning to develop the alpha-omega senses. That's why you can smell his sadness but I bet its rare and more of an occasional longingness around the time of his three day heats, am I right?"
Concentrating, she focuses on her memories of when it happens, realizing that her aunt is right, it is around his heats. Not even every heat, just sometimes. Does that mean that Daddy might not realize he wants a mate? Could this alpha end up being Daddy's mate? He is the first alpha she can remember Daddy going on a date with, well the first person at all Daddy has gone on a date with. If he is his mate, that would be nice because then Daddy wouldn't smell sad around his heats. Plus Daddy might have other pups, she could have a sibling if Daddy found a mate. Daddy should find a mate.
"Do you think that John could be Daddy's mate?" she asks her aunt with a hopeful expression, wanting siblings, siblings would be nice.
Several minutes pass in silence before her aunt finally answers the question. With each minute that passes she grows worried and excited in equal measures. There must be a reason her aunt is taking so long to answer. Why hasn't she answered yet? Got to be calm like Uncle 'Bastian or Aunt Irene but it's hard when she really wants to fidget in place.
"Maybe, Jody, just maybe," her aunt finally answers.
"Yay!" she exclaims happily as she jumps to her feet.
"Now let's clean up our mess," her aunt suggests, motioning to the banana split bowls.
She nods, grabbing her bowl quickly while her aunt stands and grabs her bowl. The two of them head into the kitchen, rinsing them off and shoving them into the dishwasher.
"Would you like some hot chocolate?" her aunt inquires.
"Yes!" she exclaims, bouncing up and down, "Thank you Aunt Molly."
Her aunt smiles and hums as she sets to making hot chocolate and she hums along as she sits on one of the stools by the counter. When the hot chocolate is done they return to the living room where they spend the rest of the evening discussing science and animals except for the breaks they take for the bathroom and to get more hot chocolate.
Through it all, she keeps an eye on the clock, hoping that her Daddy will be home before she has to go to bed.
"Time to get ready for bed," her aunt announces at a quarter to midnight.
"Alright," she responds, not wanting to go to bed without seeing Daddy.
She drags her feet, causing her aunt to prompt her to move it long. They are just heading upstairs when she pauses, her ears picking up the sound of Daddy and Uncle 'Bastian's car.
Turning on her heel, she heads down to the garage door, waiting for him to come through it, dancing in place excitedly. He is just barely through the door and she is throwing her arms around him in a tight hug.
"Daddy!" she excitedly exclaims, hugging him tighter. "Hi Daddy, I hope your date was fun, I missed you, we talked about animals. Aunt Molly said I can share her cats and come play with them since we're not home enough to have a cat." She babbles excitedly and happily. Snuggling into the fact he is hugging her back.
Kissing the top of her head, he states, "Go get ready for bed, baby girl, I'll be up shortly to tuck you in. I'll tell you about my date tomorrow."
"Okay Daddy," she happily agrees, just about skipping as she heads upstairs to her room.
Daddy is happy, she thinks, he looked like he had a good time.
She just about flies through her shower and brushing her teeth, when it comes time to brush her hair, she perches on the edge of her bed and debates about whether she wants to do it or wait for Daddy to do it. She really likes it when Daddy does her hair.
Hearing a knock she decides to let him do it, and waits for him to come in.
"Hand that here, baby girl," he directs her as he settles on the bed with her.
Beaming, she does so, turning the rest of the way to present her back to him.
The next several minutes are spent with her relaxing as he brushes her hair and puts it into her sleeping braids. Afterwards, she curls up under her blankets, with him kissing her forehead and tucking her in. Still perched on her bed, he starts to tell her a story but she quickly falls asleep to the soft lilt of his voice. She loves listening to him, his voice isn't as flat as many of the people around here's.
Tomorrow she will make sure he tells her about his date.
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