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Angel.
"You know this is not how I enjoy spending my day off," said Ian as he continued to paint. Rafe and Ian had already moved most of the stuff out of the room to the attic, and were now painting the walls a soft shade of blue. Lucy was supposed to be helping, but her and Alison had taken the kids to look for new bedding for the crib.
"Well, it could be worse. We could have got drug along on the shopping trip. Anyways, there's only one more wall to be done," he put down his brush as he heard the car pull into the driveway. A few minutes later Angel came running in. "Hey there sweetie. Watch out for the paint. We don't want a blue Angel now, do we Ian?"
"No, I don't think we do," he smiled as Lucy came in. "So what all did you buy?"
"We went with trains."
"Trains?" both men said together knowing that the tone they just gave it in might mean sleeping on the couch tonight.
"Well, there are more than just trains. We've got airplanes, and cars, and--," said Lucy as she began to take everything out of the bags they held. "But you know what Alison, what we got doesn't match the walls. You think we should get a different color of paint?"
"No, no no no no. Ian and I have been here forever painting the walls, and if you think we're going to start all over you are crazy Lucy."
"But Rafe," Alison said as her emotions came over her and she began to cry. She walked out of the room and to their bedroom. He went to follow her, but she locked the door so he couldn't get in. He turned around and rested his head back on the door. "What do you want me to do?" he asked Lucy who had walked out of the room to talk to him.
"I think all you can do is give her time to get her emotions in check."
"Can you two watch Angel for about an hour?" he asked as he went and
grabbed a jacket and headed out the door
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"Rafe? Rafe?" she said as she came to the realization that he was not in the bed with her. After the emotional trip she had earlier in the day he had gone and bought her some pink roses to make it up to her. Then they had dinner, and she fell asleep in his arms on the bed. Now it was 3 am and he wasn't in the bed. She got up and put on her robe. The light in the spare room was still on. She went in and saw Rafe finishing up repainting the room a darker shade of blue.
"Hello beautiful," he said with a smile.
"What did you do?"
"I went and got the blue that was in the blanket and the mobile and painted the room this color. What do you think?"
"Where did you get the paint?" she said, still half asleep and not sure if this was a dream or reality.
"I bought it when I bought the roses earlier."
"Ahh-well, why don't you put away the paint, and come to bed with me. Please?" He walked over and kissed her passionately. "I'll be there in a few minutes." He watched her walk back to the bedroom. He decided to finish the small amount of the wall up to the door he had to do first. When he got back to the bed he saw she had already fallen asleep. He curled up against her, and fell asleep.
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When Rafe woke up the next day Alison was already up. He could hear her and Angel talking in the baby's room, but couldn't figure out what they were saying. He got up and went to see what was going on. He was greeted by a little girl begging to be picked up, "Hey there sweetie. What are you up to in here?"
"Well, we were just finishing up the painting, and then I was trying to decide if we should up the crib together or wait until you got up."
"I'll help you put the crib together in a few minutes. Did you already eat breakfast?"
"Yes, we did. I cut up some fruit, and you can have toast or whatever with it," she said as him and his daughter went into the kitchen to find him something to eat. While in the other room there was a knock on the door and, with Angel still in tow, he answered the door, "Hello Livvie."
"Hi Rafe. And hi Angel," she said as his daughter became uncharacteristically shy.
"Angel, can you go tell Mommy we need to call Uncle Jack to help move down the dresser?" he said as he put down his little girl and she ran off to the bedroom.
"Getting ready for the new baby?"
"Yeah, we finished painting a little bit ago. Yesterday Ian and Lucy helped us, and I figured I'd let them rest for today. So where is Caleb?" he said as he leaned against the door jam. There was no way he was letting her in this house, or anywhere near Alison.
"He doesn't know I'm here. Well, I'm sure he does, but I didn't tell him I was coming. I wanted to apologize for the whole thing with Joshua a few months ago."
"Yeah, that wasn't your brightest moment there, Livvie."
"Ugh, Rafe! I'm trying to apologize here. Will you just give me minute of your time?"
"Fine, you want to apologize-go for it."
"I don't know why I bother," she said as she huffed away. He just gave a smirk, and stood there for a minute until Alison interrupted his train of thought.
"Angel said you were talking to someone."
"Yeah, Livvie," he said as he came back inside and closed the door. "We need to get the dresser down out of the attic."
"You don't want to talk about it, do you?" she asked noticing he was ignoring the subject at hand. He turned around to where she was standing and pulled her in for a hug, "She was coming to apologize. Maybe I was wrong for not letting her get it out, but anything coming out of that girl's mouth is a lie. So why don't we just forget about this little visit, and concentrate on getting the room together?"
"You know this is not how I enjoy spending my day off," said Ian as he continued to paint. Rafe and Ian had already moved most of the stuff out of the room to the attic, and were now painting the walls a soft shade of blue. Lucy was supposed to be helping, but her and Alison had taken the kids to look for new bedding for the crib.
"Well, it could be worse. We could have got drug along on the shopping trip. Anyways, there's only one more wall to be done," he put down his brush as he heard the car pull into the driveway. A few minutes later Angel came running in. "Hey there sweetie. Watch out for the paint. We don't want a blue Angel now, do we Ian?"
"No, I don't think we do," he smiled as Lucy came in. "So what all did you buy?"
"We went with trains."
"Trains?" both men said together knowing that the tone they just gave it in might mean sleeping on the couch tonight.
"Well, there are more than just trains. We've got airplanes, and cars, and--," said Lucy as she began to take everything out of the bags they held. "But you know what Alison, what we got doesn't match the walls. You think we should get a different color of paint?"
"No, no no no no. Ian and I have been here forever painting the walls, and if you think we're going to start all over you are crazy Lucy."
"But Rafe," Alison said as her emotions came over her and she began to cry. She walked out of the room and to their bedroom. He went to follow her, but she locked the door so he couldn't get in. He turned around and rested his head back on the door. "What do you want me to do?" he asked Lucy who had walked out of the room to talk to him.
"I think all you can do is give her time to get her emotions in check."
"Can you two watch Angel for about an hour?" he asked as he went and
grabbed a jacket and headed out the door
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"Rafe? Rafe?" she said as she came to the realization that he was not in the bed with her. After the emotional trip she had earlier in the day he had gone and bought her some pink roses to make it up to her. Then they had dinner, and she fell asleep in his arms on the bed. Now it was 3 am and he wasn't in the bed. She got up and put on her robe. The light in the spare room was still on. She went in and saw Rafe finishing up repainting the room a darker shade of blue.
"Hello beautiful," he said with a smile.
"What did you do?"
"I went and got the blue that was in the blanket and the mobile and painted the room this color. What do you think?"
"Where did you get the paint?" she said, still half asleep and not sure if this was a dream or reality.
"I bought it when I bought the roses earlier."
"Ahh-well, why don't you put away the paint, and come to bed with me. Please?" He walked over and kissed her passionately. "I'll be there in a few minutes." He watched her walk back to the bedroom. He decided to finish the small amount of the wall up to the door he had to do first. When he got back to the bed he saw she had already fallen asleep. He curled up against her, and fell asleep.
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When Rafe woke up the next day Alison was already up. He could hear her and Angel talking in the baby's room, but couldn't figure out what they were saying. He got up and went to see what was going on. He was greeted by a little girl begging to be picked up, "Hey there sweetie. What are you up to in here?"
"Well, we were just finishing up the painting, and then I was trying to decide if we should up the crib together or wait until you got up."
"I'll help you put the crib together in a few minutes. Did you already eat breakfast?"
"Yes, we did. I cut up some fruit, and you can have toast or whatever with it," she said as him and his daughter went into the kitchen to find him something to eat. While in the other room there was a knock on the door and, with Angel still in tow, he answered the door, "Hello Livvie."
"Hi Rafe. And hi Angel," she said as his daughter became uncharacteristically shy.
"Angel, can you go tell Mommy we need to call Uncle Jack to help move down the dresser?" he said as he put down his little girl and she ran off to the bedroom.
"Getting ready for the new baby?"
"Yeah, we finished painting a little bit ago. Yesterday Ian and Lucy helped us, and I figured I'd let them rest for today. So where is Caleb?" he said as he leaned against the door jam. There was no way he was letting her in this house, or anywhere near Alison.
"He doesn't know I'm here. Well, I'm sure he does, but I didn't tell him I was coming. I wanted to apologize for the whole thing with Joshua a few months ago."
"Yeah, that wasn't your brightest moment there, Livvie."
"Ugh, Rafe! I'm trying to apologize here. Will you just give me minute of your time?"
"Fine, you want to apologize-go for it."
"I don't know why I bother," she said as she huffed away. He just gave a smirk, and stood there for a minute until Alison interrupted his train of thought.
"Angel said you were talking to someone."
"Yeah, Livvie," he said as he came back inside and closed the door. "We need to get the dresser down out of the attic."
"You don't want to talk about it, do you?" she asked noticing he was ignoring the subject at hand. He turned around to where she was standing and pulled her in for a hug, "She was coming to apologize. Maybe I was wrong for not letting her get it out, but anything coming out of that girl's mouth is a lie. So why don't we just forget about this little visit, and concentrate on getting the room together?"