(June 3, 2039 Oliver: 48 and Lily: 36)

OLIVER: Bee is very excited. She has been bouncing off the walls all day long. I ordered the cake and the presents are set up in the dinning room. The Ryan's my parents and Lily's parents are all here. Just like every birthday.

The house is over flowing with guests, my nieces and nephews are so grown up. Little Bee seats herself at the head of the table and smiles at her family. There is an empty chair next to me, just in case. As we begin eating the cake Bee looks up at me.

"Will she come?" She asks her eyes wide.

I shrug. "Don't know sweetheart." I glance over at Lily's mother her face is paler then it once was and her lips are formed in a tight nervous smile. Lily's father is beyond repair. He speaks as little as possible and he has never looks so old.

We have light conversation about school, college, work. James is thinking of buying a small apartment on Maine Street and Rose is applying for different schools near home. I don't have much to say. I just listen and let Beatrix have her day.

We hear the front door open and someone swear. I leap up from the now quiet table and run to the door. Lily is standing and taking off her sandals that are covered in mud. "You know it was very difficult to swipe these sandals and clothes." She grumbles. She flips her hair back out of her face and smiles at me. "Bonjour aimer."

I take her hand and lead her into the kitchen where everyone is seated and anxiously awaiting her.

"Mom!" Bee cries jumping from the table. Lily holds out her arms and captures her into a tight embrace. "You know a little birdie told me today was your birthday." She whispers in Beatrix ear.

Bee giggles and looks around. "Here come sit over here." She says dragging Lily over to the empty seat. "We saved you a place… just in case." Lily thanks her and smiles around the table.

"Hey guys." She says waving. Everyone is still Lily frowns. "Please." She whispers. "Please just behave for today. No sad faces."

Miley is the first to perk up. "So Beatrix I see a lot of presents over there. Want do you say? Let's start opening them?"

I watch Lilly mouth a thank-you to Miley which she blows off with a hand wave. Bee opens her first gift. I'm not paying too much attention to anyone but Lily. I play with her hair and kiss her hands.

After things begin winding down Lily takes me in a separate room. We close the door on the small den and I grab her. I press my mouth against hers and shiver at the calming effect it has on me. I lead us to the big armchair, I sit down in the cushion and she gets comfortable in my lap.

I'm kissing her and running a free hand up her shirt and onto the tender skin of her back. Lily pulls away slowly and frowns. "I hate the way everyone was acting."

"I'm sorry Lily. It takes times." I tell her not really hearing myself. I'm far too busy just running my fingers over her strawberry lips. I miss you, oh I miss you. Nights are the worst. Sleeping alone is torture.

But then I think of Bee. She doesn't know her mother the way I do. This is wrong. I get up and push Lily away. This is so hard, knowing that in a matter of seconds she could just vanish. "I think you should see Beatrix."

Lily goes along with what I tell her. We walk out of the den and into the living room. Everyone is talking and looking over the presents. I see books, music and clothes spread out on the coffee table.

"Mom, come here! I want to show you something." Lily glides over to Bee and the two sit together and look through the pile. I take a seat next to my parents. My mother puts an arm around me.

"You are an amazing person." She says in my hair as she holds me close. I get up from the couch just as I feel tears rise from my eyes. I walk to the kitchen and grip the counter with both hands. I let out a shaky breath.

"Oliver? Oliver?"

Miley walks into the kitchen and spots me. I quickly stand up straight and wipe the tears that were just about to fall away. "Oh hey." I smile weakly at her. She frowns and walks over to me. She puts the wrapping paper down and pulls me into a hug.

"It's ok Oliver. I know this is hard for you but you were doing so well. It's hard on all of us." She whispers in my ear. "I know you and I haven't been very close since well January but I want you to know that I think you are the bravest person I know." As we pull apart I shrug and choke back a sob.

Miley kisses my cheek and gives an encouraging squeeze to my arm. I hear something break. Quickly Miley and I turn around. Lily is glaring at us with a wild expression on her face. She grits down on her teeth. "What are you doing?" Her voice is hard. The cup she was holding is in pieces on the floor.

Debra, Lily's mother, comes running in. "Oh my! Let's get that cleaned up." She reaches for the broom. Lily steps away from everyone. I don't understand what is going on. What does she mean?

"Lily? What are you talking about?" I ask reaching out for her my voice raspy.

"You and her you two are… are together." She hisses. I stop dead in my tracks.

"What the hell?" I shout. "Lily I love you! Miley was only comforting me. I love you!" I take her hand but she tears it way from me.

"I can't believe this! I saw you two! I saw you! You were just waiting for me to die weren't you!?" She screams. I can't breathe. The woman I have loved for my entire existence is telling me I wanted her dead. I can't breathe.

"Lily don't say that, don't ever say that…" I cringe as she turns away from me. Everyone is silent. I can't see Beatrix, I don't want her to witness this she doesn't need this right now.

Lily walks out of the kitchen and I follow hot on her tail. "What is this about Lily? I know you don't really think this do you?"

"I don't know what I think anymore!" She cries. "Everything is so wrong! This isn't what I wanted! This isn't the way it's supposed to be! Oliver oh Oliver baby I don't want to die! I don't want to go. It's all so unfair. I'm so scared…"

Lily runs to me and I hug her close. We cry together out of our own agony of future and past events that have complete control. She kisses my cheeks and lips. I can't stop sobbing five years of pent up emotions are leaking out.

"Don't go!" I cry. "Don't go just stay here, stay here with me…" I'm begging her, pleading with her but she shakes her head and then I'm holding air. I don't notice until I turn around that we had an audience. Everyone is staring blankly at me. I collapse on the couch and put my head in my hands and cry.

"I love you daddy." Bee whispers to me as she sits next to me on the couch. "I love you."

(August 17, 2031 Lily and Oliver: 40)

LILY: I'm unloading the dishwasher. I put the forks, knifes, and spoons in the brown drawer and the cups in the top brown cabinet. The afternoon sun is hot and streaming through the kitchen window. I have light jazz music playing on the old record player in the living room.

After I finish I look around. The house isn't spotless; it is organized in a cluttered kind of way. Oliver's working tonight and I should have gone with him but I wanted to stay home and wait for Bee. It was her first day at school.

I walked her to the classroom and kissed her goodbye. She skipped in and started playing with the big blocks in the corner. It was harder for me to leave then it was for her. I spent the day looking over a few papers Oliver wanted me to sign for the music shop. He wants to add on an upstairs to the building.

And then I took a walk around the park. I hear the front door burst open and Bee's noisy Mary Jane shoes patting the hardwood as she runs to me. "How was your day?" I ask with a big smile and helping her get her pink backpack off.

"It was great! Mrs. Brunette says I can bring something for show and tell tomorrow!"

"Wonderful hey Bumble Bee? You didn't have any time traveling problems did you?" I ask feeing a little nervous.

"Nope! You'd be so proud mommy!" She says bouncing and pocking through the pantry. "What's for dinner?" I give a sigh of relief.

(August 18 2031 Lily and Oliver: 40)

LILY: I'm sitting in Cindy's office. She is pacing back and fourth and muttering under her breath. "Ok so remember when we tried to clone your genes and put them into mice?" I nod and let her go on.

"Well I'm going to try one more time. The last experiment went down hill, only one of the five mice survived. But they traveled and that's what I was looking for. It seems that over time the mice get worn down by the traveling. Their bodies can't adapt."

I shake my head. "So where does this leave me?"

"I've been meddling with a few new drugs. One of my friends Doctor Parker has been assisting me in the lab. If I play my cards right and test my new medicine on the mice I think I can make your body stop traveling all together."

After listening to her I'm not sure if I should smile or hit my head against the wall. I'm not sure about anything anymore. I die. There, end of story. But then something in the back of my head wonders if maybe this is a second universe. Maybe I survive. Maybe I stay here and now in this time frame forever…

"So what do you think?" Cindy asks me sitting down and looking through my file.

"Huh?"

"I said what do you think about me looking at Beatrix's DNA?"

"No!" I say sharply. "No we are not doing that." Cindy puts the folder down.

"Lily, she's young she has a better chance to respond positively to the medication."

"I said no when Bee is eighteen she can decide for herself. So far everything you've given me in the past is a nightmare."

"But we might be able to develop gene therapy for her-"

"Stop it!" I shout clasping my hands tightly in my lap. "People have died from gene therapy."

Brown is silent. We don't talk, I grab my purse and as I'm about to walk out I tell her, "I'm your lab rat doc anything goes for me. But stay away from my baby."

OLIVER: Lily hasn't been around much lately. It bother's me because she's missing so much of our daughter growing up. It seems every few minutes she will vanish. At the dinner table, in the bedroom early in the morning or late at night. It's getting a little ridiculous.

Where is she going? Lily won't tell me, she won't let me in. Her only responds is that she sees me. I feel like I'm sinking under all this worry. I'm waving my white flag but Lily isn't even around to notice.

I'm sitting with little Bee on the red rug in the living room. She is showing me her school work and I have one of our Schuyler Fisk albums playing. Lily walks in and slams the door. She stomps on the ground hard and screams: "Damn it!" At the top of her lungs. Bad day.

I kiss Beatrix's worried cheek and walk into the foray and find Lily sitting on the floor with her head leaning against the door and staring at the ceiling. "Hey. "I say softly. Lily turns her head and gives me a sad look. Her eyes are red from crying.

I take her hand and kiss it before intertwining my fingers with hers. She whispers an apologize and I tell her never to do that. She has nothing to be sorry about. We kiss and I play with the ends of her hair.

"Mommy? Daddy?" A scared voice asks from the hallway.

"Bumble Bee get over here." Lily smiles holding out her hands. Beatrix giggles and runs to us. The three of us come together and I kiss both of my girl's heads. "I'll make dinner. What would you like Bee?"

"Jell-o!" She squeals as we walk to the kitchen. "Not a chance." I tell her sternly. Lily picks our little girl up and swings her around and into her little booster seat. I make us noodles, broccoli, and beef. We mix the three foods together and sit in silence letting Mrs. Frisk's words fill the air: "I bet you'll be fine, I bet you'll be fine…"

Later in the evening after we wrestled Bee into pajamas and into her small twin bed we collapsed into bed. I put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes. I feel Lily adjust her position on the bed. I feel the heat from her body close to me. She runs her finger down my jaw line.

I loosen up and burrow further into the bed. She kisses my forehead and I hear her whisper my name. I open one eye and see a faint outline of her face in the moonlight. I open both of my eyes and take her beauty in.

My Lily, my blond carefree Lily, I love you.

We don't talk. I can hear Bee's classical tape playing over and over Beethoven's Moonlight. I get under the blue sheets and Lily follows me. She curls up next to me and words flout up from my lips:

"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in

my heart) I am never without it (anywhere

I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done

by only me is your doing, my darling)

I fear

No fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want

no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows

higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)"

"E.E Cummings, my favorite." She smiles. "I know." I whisper back tracing the lines around her eyes and the softness of her lips. She presses her body fully against mine and we lay together in the night surrounded as if in a cocoon of cool cotton sheets.

"You are my everything Ollie." She says sealing it with a kiss.

…..

Author's Note: I love E.E Cummings with a burning passion, really I do. I like it because it says so much in a simple childlike way. If you're a little smarty pants you'll know why I put that poem up as Lily and Oliver's poem. There are select verses that say everything. Anyway I adore all of your guys's reviews and as always: Leave your thoughts.

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