This is it! The second last chapter of "Something in the way she moves". Any Beatles fans picked out a song for the next chapter title?
As with before, I'll end this an then give a little interlude where I'll give you guys the name of the next song.
Princesakarlita411, glad you liked the rhyming thing (inspired by the Woooo episode, haha). Marveldc superhero fan, I'm glad you like the rhyming as well, and I admit I lived writing Robin holing Bryan (I can totally see it playing out like that because of Robin not liking babies). Sari, I think you've stumbled onto something with the yes… or have you? Haha. Littleblackneko! No problem with the late review, I'm planning on going camping at the end of the week (Cupmatch Holiday here) myself, but I promise to have at least the last chapter and interlude written before I do, no worries!
And now on with the show…er… fanfic.
Topaz_b
PS – have I mentioned how awesome you guys are lately? No? Well, you all are!
PPS – Never noticed how short a lot of the Beatles songs are until I try to write around em, haha. It's all in the magic, each song is a journey!
Something in the things she shows me
Robin walked through the doors of WWN, humming to herself, when Kerry bumped into her. Giving a huff, Kerry held out her hands.
"Oh! Robin I just painted my nails! You've ruined them!" She held out her hands, her nails still immaculately polished, and waved them under Robins nose. "Absolutely ruined! I'll have to go and see Mi-Cha on my lunch break." Kerry sighed. "You're lucky I'm so nice that I won't charge you for it."
"Oh, I'm a very lucky girl." Robin forced a smile and hid the urge to smack her. Kerry nodded at her and walked away while Robin mimed kicking her from behind. Clover, who'd been hiding behind the reception desk to avoid Kerry, came out and stood beside her.
"Oh god! I can't stand her." She said. Robin nodded.
"Tell me about it. How did you get stuck with her?"
"I'm very 'unlucky'." She said, mimicking Kerry's delivery of the word. "We started here at about the same time, found a bond of newness, an now she's clinging to me like a soul sucking vampire." She breathed out before running her fingers through her hair. "Although… staking her through the heart might just get rid of our problem…"
"Clover!" Robin said, a shocked smile on her face.
"I know I know. Too many witnesses." Clover winked and Robin laughed.
Lily was laid up on the couch, glad to be out of the hospital and glad Marshall had taken some time off to be at home with her. Bryan was in her arms, gurgling up at her while she rocked him, humming softly.
She'd been out of the hospital for a week, and they were settling into some semblance of a routine, as much as could be planned around a baby. She looked down at him and began to sing the lullaby she had written for him.
Look at Baby, Baby Bee
So much love for you from me
From the tips of your toes
To your cute button nose
My darling Baby Bee.
It was in stark contrast to Marshall's.
We'll find the loch ness monster
And maybe an alien or two
Basketball, Baskiceball,
Just us me and you
And maybe your mom cause we'll need
Someone to hold the camera, my Baby Bee
The last lines were always whispered, and she didn't think Marshall knew she knew what he was singing, but she let him have his verses, it was his lullaby.
Not that hers was better or anything, but she knew when she sang it, it wasn't gas making him smile.
Ted entered his apartment with a yawn, pushing the door open and scratching his head. He'd just sat through a class where explained how constructing a sand castle was architecture, thanks to his student's ability to get him off track. (The main culprit this year, an girl named Brielle who loved to distract him, was also his best student, so he wasn't sure whether the off track helped the class or not).
He threw his bag down on the coffee table and fell back onto the couch. Only finals left, and he'd be free for the summer.
He left his apartment unlocked when he stood to shower, as Imogen had said she'd be over after her class finished. He shook his head to try and clear it, still not sure what to think about her and the whole Fred situation, just knowing that he'd have to question it.
He was in the shower when he heard the bathroom door push open.
"Come to join me, fair Imogen?" He called out, closing his eyes as he scrubbed his hair.
"Oh Ted, it's perfect."
"Well it's great but I don't know about perfect." He stuck his head under the shower head to rinse the suds out.
"Ted, I mean this!" Imogen whipped back the shower curtain. Ted wiped his eyes and looked over to see Imogen standing in front of him with tears in her eyes. She was holding up her left hand, and sparkling on her ring finger, was Barney's ring.
"Oh shit..."
"I know I ruined the surprise, but, Oh Ted!" She exclaimed before jumping into the shower and hugging him, getting soaked in the process.
"Oh shit..."
Robin's eyes flicked across the paper lying on her desk and sighed. They'd moved her up from fill in girl to twice a week special reports girl, one step closer to the anchor's desk. They were sending her out on a late assignment, pairing her with Nora, of course. She hadn't really spoken to her since the Barney proposing to her incident, and it seemed destined that every time they cleared up an incident, a new awkward settled on them.
She'd either be someone to avoid, or turn out to be one of her closest friends.
She pulled out her phone to send Barney a quick 'I'll be late' text before heading to the elevator.
Nora was already down by the news van when Robin walked down. She was leaning against the van door and looking in the window, talking to Jack, one of the cameramen. Noticing Robin from the corner of her eye, she stepped back and smiled at her.
"All set then?" Nora pulled open the side door on the van, strapping herself in next to the equipment. Robin gave her a nod and climbed in next to Jack, deciding to type out a long an detailed email to Starla to avoid the awkward silence she knew would ensue.
Marshall was panicking.
Lily had just taken a nap, leaving him all alone with Bryan. He could tell, looking down at where Bryan was laying, what those dark eyes were saying.
"Daddy, I'm laying in a diaper full of poo. Change me." Marshall could feel the eyes talking to him, judging him with their half closed lids.
"I have to... Or he'll start crying, Lily will wake up, and then I'll start crying..." He gave a sigh in quiet resolve, and picked Bryan up. Cradling him against his chest, he headed into the nursery, painted yellow with a line of bees that Lily had painted around the middle.
Marshall lowered him onto the changing table, and grabbed the tabs on the diaper.
"Three... Two... One..." He said aloud, a private countdown. "Go!" He pulled the tabs open and the front down.
The cool air hit Bryan, an he instantly started to pee, much to Marshall's surprise. He gaped for a moment at the stream erupting from his son, and dropped the wipe on top to try and catch the pee.
"Oh my god!" Marshall said, waiting a few moments before lifting up the corner of the wipe. "Still going? How do you store that much liquid!" He whispered frantically at him. He gave it a few moments more, and then started to clean Bryan up.
"That was easy." Marshall threw out the dirty diaper and reached for the clean one. "And this goes on the same way that one came off..." He reached down and fastened the diaper, and the picked Bryan up to examine his work.
"Damnit." He'd put the diaper on backwards. Bryan was giving him, to his mind, the most sarcastic "Thanks Dad" through his eyes. Marshall sighed and put Bryan down.
"Let's try this again..."
Nora was hard to stay awkward with, all through the drive there, during the set up for the interview, and the interview itself, she was smiling and joking.
"Damn miss perfect…" Robin said to herself with a reluctant smile as Nora took the microphone back to Jack for her. She'd just finished interviewing a philanthropist's aide about unfulfilled charity pledges and initiation promises, because, quote "Charles Jameson is too busy working with his wife's 'Crème Brulee for Crème de le Kids' charity that helps to keep kids cooking in the schools and smiles on their faces." He'd said that sound bite to the camera, and Robin almost threw up in her mouth a little.
"Because yes, cooking is much more important than the Children's hospital or medication for the children who'se parents are too poor to afford it." The aide had given her a look that would've slit her neck if it could've, before answering the question with a "No Comment."
Nora came back over, holding out a coffee.
"Jack just got these for us. The van has a flat so its going to take a minute." Nora said apologetically.
"Of course." Robin groaned. Nora smiled and sat down on the stoop near them, resting her coffee beside her.
"Robin… can I apologize?"
"Nora, every time you try to apologize"
"No, I mean really this time." Nora exhaled. Robin looked over, unsure of what was coming. "Look… I've been trying, in a weird way, to be both your friend and the bitchy ex."
"What?"
"Robin, let me finish." Nora's hands were pressed so tightly on her knees her knuckles were white. "It's why I requested to be paired along today." She swallowed, hard. "Because… Well... I mean… It wasn't easy for me, one day I'm emailing my parents, telling them that I'm engaged, and the very next… It was off, literally the very next day. And then here you come, living with Barney and the two of you…" Her voice trailed off.
"Nora"
"Really, I understand if you hate me… but…" She sniffed, and Robin saw a tear in her eye. "I just had to say that." Robin looked down at Nora, before sitting on the stoop beside her.
"Nora… I don't hate you." Robin said, holding her coffee cup in her right hand, the left reaching tentatively out towards the other girl. "I can't hate you… I've tried." She said with a laugh. Nora looked over at her, and Robin saw her look of heartbreak increase. "Ok… bad joke… but Nora, really, I'm glad you cleared that up, and I apologize myself for not saying anything to you before, or asking how you were." Nora stopped her.
"Robin, you don't need to apologize… just promise me one thing."
"What?" Nora turned to her and smiled, her eyes filled with resolve.
"Promise me that you'll hold Barney Stinson forever, as hard as you can, as long as you can."