p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Remy was fighting back tears as he dialed Logan's number, praying that Logan was out for a smoke or something and not sleeping, because he would absolutely hate to wake up the feral or the morphling that he married. His breathing was slightly shaky and he could feel that Jacqueline or Vinny was close to waking up again. He bowed his head, resting it on his knees which were pulled up to his chest, as the phone rang./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""S'il vous plaît." Remy quietly pleaded with the ringing call, his voice breaking just a little. "Logan, please answer…" He murmured, ears straining just in case one of his kids started to cry. He was a newly single father, and he knew taking his kids away from the farm was going to cause issues. He wished he'd known what kind of issues before he moved them, however, because he wouldn't have moved them then./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Cajun you better have a good reason for calling me." Logan answered the phone, a quiet growl in his voice. Normally Remy would tease him for sounding so much like his animal instincts, but he also knew that Logan and Kevin recently adopted a little girl who was traumatized from her previous home./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Thank fuck." Remy cringed a little at just how desperate he sounded, but Remy was desperate. He just hated sounding desperate. "I-" He could hear crying in the background and felt terrible. "Sorry. Nevermind. I… calling was a mistake." He moved and hung up the phone./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Remy wasn't the Prince Thief of New Orleans anymore. He was a single father to two half faerie quarter demon quarter human children in the middle of a city that he knew nothing about. Calling Logan wasn't something he could do anymore. Logan had his life, pretty figured out too by the sounds of things, and Remy would need to join the game at some point./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"He was struggling at his job, not having worked an actual job that he needed to keep semi permanently. His daughter was in dance classes that he had to get her to at 3 in the afternoon everyday, and daycare wouldn't take her for the first half of the day, and Vinny was too young to go. He had to figure out how to enroll his daughter in school, because she would be starting kindergarten this fall./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Remy buried his face in his arms as he began to cry. His phone dropped to the ground beside him as he tried to take a stable breath. He was trying to keep his sobs down, still needing to listen for his kids just in case they needed him, but he still had somehow missed Jacqueline knocking on his door./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Papa?" He lifted his head, eyes locking with Jacqueline's. Bright red eyes were glowing in the dark, confusion on her face as she leaned against the doorway with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Jackie, princesse, what are you doing awake?" He pushed himself up, walking to the door and picking her up when she silently asked. "Did you have another nightmare?" He asked quietly, to which Jacqueline nodded against his shoulder. "I'm sorry, princesse," He murmured as he rubbed her back./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Yous non s'eeping?" Jacqueline murmured as Remy began to gently rock her. He began to pace the room too, ignoring his phone, which was lit up with an incoming call from Logan. Remy felt a little guilty about calling Logan in the first place, knowing that he woke up the feral and it was possible that Logan's growl woke up his daughter. Remy felt guilty about that./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""No, Papa's not sleeping right now. He's taking care of his Petit Prince et Petite Princesse." Remy murmured. He needed to clean his room when Jacqueline was at dance and Vinny was down for a nap. The only reason he wasn't tripping over his own clothes was from years of training as a thief./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Jackie s'eep in Papa's 'oom?" Jacqueline asked, her head moving as if she was looking up at him. He glanced towards his bed, which was still made from the day before, he'd had yet to even sit down on it./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Oui, Jackie can do that." Remy nodded. "Wand Vinny in here too?" Maybe he could get some cleaning done if his kids were sleeping in his room. He'd have to pick up his clothes first, he decided as his eyes scanned over his room./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Oui," Jacqueline nodded./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Okay, let's get you laid down in bed, and then Papa will go get Vinny." Remy murmured, moving to one side of the bed, and pulling back the blanket. He had almost thought that he'd be able to get Jacqueline and Vinny to sleep in their own rooms for a night, seeing as it was nearly three in the morning. But alas, his kids needed the comfort of his scent and no windows letting in tons of light from outside./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"He laid Jacqueline down and smiled when she turned and hid in the pillow, a small laugh escaping him as he ruffled her hair. He still felt like crying, but his children came first and whatever breakdown Remy was going to go through could wait for all he cared./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"He tucked Jacqueline in, kissing her temple, and then moved to leave the room. Humming lightly as he moved to Vinny's room, finding him awake and sitting up in his crib with his hands holding the crib bars and seemingly waiting patiently./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Remy wished he could ask whoever had him as a baby if this was normal. Because neither of his children should be able to predict his movements and actions as young as nine months old. His humming stopped as a breath of laughter escaped him. He walked over and picked the infant up. He'd changed Vinny's diaper almost an hour ago, so he knew he didn't need to change him just yet./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Let's lay you down with Jackie, huh?" He asked as he made sure Vinny had his pacifier and reached down to grab Vinny's favorite blanket. He wrapped the blanket around Vinny carefully as he walked back towards his room, finding Jacqueline made a face towards the area where Remy's phone was still vibrating./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Don't worry, Papa'll move the offending light out of the room Jackie." Remy murmured as he walked over to his phone and picked it up. 6 missed calls from Logan, and 3 from the same unknown number. His guess was that Logan had tried to call from his husband's phone. There was a pang of guilt as he saw a text message come in./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"You don't answer my next to calls and I will drive my ass out there Gumbo./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Damn feral." Remy muttered, walking to the other side of the bed as his phone started ringing once more. He tucked Vinny in with Jacqueline, who was pouting at him. "Get some sleep, Jackie. You too, Vinny. Papa's going to step out of the room." He was only so thankful that his kids didn't need him in the room to sleep anymore./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"He stepped out of the room, waiting for the second call to come in, and when it did, he answered./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Was tryin' to let you sleep again." Remy told him, moving towards Jacqueline's room to make sure all the windows were locked. Sometimes the kids' nightmares were caused by feeling unsafe, even subconsciously. Her window was locked./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Or having a breakdown, cajun." Logan's voice responded. He had a faint rumble to his voice, and he wanted to curse the other out. Either he was also holding his adoptive daughter, who Remy still didn't know the name of, or he knew Remy was actually on the verge of the breakdown he mentioned. Remy found Vinny's window unlocked, so he locked it after making sure it was shut fully./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Jackie had a nightmare and I was laying the two down in my room." Remy told him. He knew he sounded petulant at best, but he had a right to sulk, at least a little bit. Right? "Just go back to bed if your daughter isn't awake, mon ami." He checked the guest room, also locked./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""No. You called and sounded like you were breaking down. So now, you are going to talk to me." Logan told him, and dammit, Remy hated that rumbling thing that Logan could do. It made him spill everything every time. He felt /spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"safe enough/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" to actually /spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"talk/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" to Logan about whatever was bothering him. He glared at the ground as he checked his own room, though he vaguely remembered locking it around eight. It was locked./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Haven't slept much this past week. Kids are having nightmares every half an hour, job is a hassle because I don't trust no one enough to watch the kids, and Jacqueline's too old for daycare, and I don't know how to enroll her in school, and Vinny's too young for daycare." The words just began to tumble from Remy as he fell back onto the couch, staring up at the ceiling as he felt the tears beginning to build up./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""She told me this would happen, Lo." Remy's voice was near silent. "I can't take care of my kids without her, but she-"/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""No."/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" There was more of a threatening growl that escaped Logan then before it settled back into that gentle rumbling. "No. You don't need her. The kids don't need her. You know a lot about halfling kids, Gambit. Think."/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Don't call me that." Remy gasped, feeling like he'd been punched in the chest. He hadn't been called that name in a long, /spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"long/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" time. It brought back too much of who he used to be, as a teen and a bit of who he was as a young adult./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""It's one of your names." Logan reminded him. "Prince Gambit of the Thieves Guild, Heir of the Underground of New Orleans." His tone held no room for argument, but Remy still tried. There was a whine that escaped him as the tears started to fall. "It's who you are."/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""No…/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" No, that's not me anymore Logan." Remy shook his head, even if Logan couldn't see him. They'd been friends long enough to know how the other would react in many different situations. "I'm just Remy, single father to two half fae children and they are suffering because of me."/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Gamb-/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Remy,/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" I'll be down tomorrow afternoon. Kevin and Charlie are coming with. You need help, desperately." Logan sighed, and Remy felt himself flinch./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Remy don't need help, Logan." Remy told him sullenly. "I'm not… Remy's not useless at this."/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""I never said you were, Gumbo. But you're exhausted and beginning to trip over your words." Remy closed his eyes as a sob began to build in his throat. That damn rumbling, something that Remy would call a purr but not quite, was making it hard to get a grip on his emotions. He had better control of himself than this, but Logan was reminding him that he didn't./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""But you implied it." Remy whispered./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Cajun, you called me at three in the morning, /spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"crying,/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" and sounding more desperate than a child after a nightmare." Logan told him. "More desperate than when you told me you needed an out of your relationship, while also protecting your kids." Remy flinched, almost feeling like he'd been hit. He'd realized how desperate he'd sounded, and he knew that Jacqueline had seen it too./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Damn, how much of his breakdown did Jacqueline see?/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Don't go all silent now, not after how many times I told you to shut up in the past and you wouldn't." Remy could hear Logan light a cigar or something, all he knew is he could hear that light flip, and he closed his eyes./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""I'm so tired, Logan…" Remy muttered, his eyes fluttering. He was exhausted, he knew he was, and he bet Logan could hear it too./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Get some sleep, Gumbo, Kev and I will be there around three at the latest." Remy made a noise, probably of agreement, and the call dropped. His phone dropped to the ground as he ended up falling asleep on the couch./spanspan id="docs-internal-guid-b0c28406-7fff-f045-8459-982fa9571c0d"/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"He'd wake up to Jacqueline shaking his arm, tired and wanting pancakes for breakfast, and his phone nearly dead with three texts from Logan reminding him that he was coming down that afternoon. Good thing on Logan texting hm, because Remy certainly didn't remember anything that happened the night before./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""S'il vous plaît." Remy quietly pleaded with the ringing call, his voice breaking just a little. "Logan, please answer…" He murmured, ears straining just in case one of his kids started to cry. He was a newly single father, and he knew taking his kids away from the farm was going to cause issues. He wished he'd known what kind of issues before he moved them, however, because he wouldn't have moved them then./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Cajun you better have a good reason for calling me." Logan answered the phone, a quiet growl in his voice. Normally Remy would tease him for sounding so much like his animal instincts, but he also knew that Logan and Kevin recently adopted a little girl who was traumatized from her previous home./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Thank fuck." Remy cringed a little at just how desperate he sounded, but Remy was desperate. He just hated sounding desperate. "I-" He could hear crying in the background and felt terrible. "Sorry. Nevermind. I… calling was a mistake." He moved and hung up the phone./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Remy wasn't the Prince Thief of New Orleans anymore. He was a single father to two half faerie quarter demon quarter human children in the middle of a city that he knew nothing about. Calling Logan wasn't something he could do anymore. Logan had his life, pretty figured out too by the sounds of things, and Remy would need to join the game at some point./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"He was struggling at his job, not having worked an actual job that he needed to keep semi permanently. His daughter was in dance classes that he had to get her to at 3 in the afternoon everyday, and daycare wouldn't take her for the first half of the day, and Vinny was too young to go. He had to figure out how to enroll his daughter in school, because she would be starting kindergarten this fall./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Remy buried his face in his arms as he began to cry. His phone dropped to the ground beside him as he tried to take a stable breath. He was trying to keep his sobs down, still needing to listen for his kids just in case they needed him, but he still had somehow missed Jacqueline knocking on his door./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Papa?" He lifted his head, eyes locking with Jacqueline's. Bright red eyes were glowing in the dark, confusion on her face as she leaned against the doorway with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Jackie, princesse, what are you doing awake?" He pushed himself up, walking to the door and picking her up when she silently asked. "Did you have another nightmare?" He asked quietly, to which Jacqueline nodded against his shoulder. "I'm sorry, princesse," He murmured as he rubbed her back./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Yous non s'eeping?" Jacqueline murmured as Remy began to gently rock her. He began to pace the room too, ignoring his phone, which was lit up with an incoming call from Logan. Remy felt a little guilty about calling Logan in the first place, knowing that he woke up the feral and it was possible that Logan's growl woke up his daughter. Remy felt guilty about that./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""No, Papa's not sleeping right now. He's taking care of his Petit Prince et Petite Princesse." Remy murmured. He needed to clean his room when Jacqueline was at dance and Vinny was down for a nap. The only reason he wasn't tripping over his own clothes was from years of training as a thief./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Jackie s'eep in Papa's 'oom?" Jacqueline asked, her head moving as if she was looking up at him. He glanced towards his bed, which was still made from the day before, he'd had yet to even sit down on it./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Oui, Jackie can do that." Remy nodded. "Wand Vinny in here too?" Maybe he could get some cleaning done if his kids were sleeping in his room. He'd have to pick up his clothes first, he decided as his eyes scanned over his room./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Oui," Jacqueline nodded./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Okay, let's get you laid down in bed, and then Papa will go get Vinny." Remy murmured, moving to one side of the bed, and pulling back the blanket. He had almost thought that he'd be able to get Jacqueline and Vinny to sleep in their own rooms for a night, seeing as it was nearly three in the morning. But alas, his kids needed the comfort of his scent and no windows letting in tons of light from outside./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"He laid Jacqueline down and smiled when she turned and hid in the pillow, a small laugh escaping him as he ruffled her hair. He still felt like crying, but his children came first and whatever breakdown Remy was going to go through could wait for all he cared./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"He tucked Jacqueline in, kissing her temple, and then moved to leave the room. Humming lightly as he moved to Vinny's room, finding him awake and sitting up in his crib with his hands holding the crib bars and seemingly waiting patiently./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Remy wished he could ask whoever had him as a baby if this was normal. Because neither of his children should be able to predict his movements and actions as young as nine months old. His humming stopped as a breath of laughter escaped him. He walked over and picked the infant up. He'd changed Vinny's diaper almost an hour ago, so he knew he didn't need to change him just yet./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Let's lay you down with Jackie, huh?" He asked as he made sure Vinny had his pacifier and reached down to grab Vinny's favorite blanket. He wrapped the blanket around Vinny carefully as he walked back towards his room, finding Jacqueline made a face towards the area where Remy's phone was still vibrating./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Don't worry, Papa'll move the offending light out of the room Jackie." Remy murmured as he walked over to his phone and picked it up. 6 missed calls from Logan, and 3 from the same unknown number. His guess was that Logan had tried to call from his husband's phone. There was a pang of guilt as he saw a text message come in./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"You don't answer my next to calls and I will drive my ass out there Gumbo./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Damn feral." Remy muttered, walking to the other side of the bed as his phone started ringing once more. He tucked Vinny in with Jacqueline, who was pouting at him. "Get some sleep, Jackie. You too, Vinny. Papa's going to step out of the room." He was only so thankful that his kids didn't need him in the room to sleep anymore./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"He stepped out of the room, waiting for the second call to come in, and when it did, he answered./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Was tryin' to let you sleep again." Remy told him, moving towards Jacqueline's room to make sure all the windows were locked. Sometimes the kids' nightmares were caused by feeling unsafe, even subconsciously. Her window was locked./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Or having a breakdown, cajun." Logan's voice responded. He had a faint rumble to his voice, and he wanted to curse the other out. Either he was also holding his adoptive daughter, who Remy still didn't know the name of, or he knew Remy was actually on the verge of the breakdown he mentioned. Remy found Vinny's window unlocked, so he locked it after making sure it was shut fully./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Jackie had a nightmare and I was laying the two down in my room." Remy told him. He knew he sounded petulant at best, but he had a right to sulk, at least a little bit. Right? "Just go back to bed if your daughter isn't awake, mon ami." He checked the guest room, also locked./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""No. You called and sounded like you were breaking down. So now, you are going to talk to me." Logan told him, and dammit, Remy hated that rumbling thing that Logan could do. It made him spill everything every time. He felt /spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"safe enough/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" to actually /spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"talk/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" to Logan about whatever was bothering him. He glared at the ground as he checked his own room, though he vaguely remembered locking it around eight. It was locked./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Haven't slept much this past week. Kids are having nightmares every half an hour, job is a hassle because I don't trust no one enough to watch the kids, and Jacqueline's too old for daycare, and I don't know how to enroll her in school, and Vinny's too young for daycare." The words just began to tumble from Remy as he fell back onto the couch, staring up at the ceiling as he felt the tears beginning to build up./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""She told me this would happen, Lo." Remy's voice was near silent. "I can't take care of my kids without her, but she-"/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""No."/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" There was more of a threatening growl that escaped Logan then before it settled back into that gentle rumbling. "No. You don't need her. The kids don't need her. You know a lot about halfling kids, Gambit. Think."/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Don't call me that." Remy gasped, feeling like he'd been punched in the chest. He hadn't been called that name in a long, /spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"long/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" time. It brought back too much of who he used to be, as a teen and a bit of who he was as a young adult./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""It's one of your names." Logan reminded him. "Prince Gambit of the Thieves Guild, Heir of the Underground of New Orleans." His tone held no room for argument, but Remy still tried. There was a whine that escaped him as the tears started to fall. "It's who you are."/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""No…/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" No, that's not me anymore Logan." Remy shook his head, even if Logan couldn't see him. They'd been friends long enough to know how the other would react in many different situations. "I'm just Remy, single father to two half fae children and they are suffering because of me."/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Gamb-/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Remy,/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" I'll be down tomorrow afternoon. Kevin and Charlie are coming with. You need help, desperately." Logan sighed, and Remy felt himself flinch./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Remy don't need help, Logan." Remy told him sullenly. "I'm not… Remy's not useless at this."/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""I never said you were, Gumbo. But you're exhausted and beginning to trip over your words." Remy closed his eyes as a sob began to build in his throat. That damn rumbling, something that Remy would call a purr but not quite, was making it hard to get a grip on his emotions. He had better control of himself than this, but Logan was reminding him that he didn't./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""But you implied it." Remy whispered./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Cajun, you called me at three in the morning, /spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"crying,/spanspan style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;" and sounding more desperate than a child after a nightmare." Logan told him. "More desperate than when you told me you needed an out of your relationship, while also protecting your kids." Remy flinched, almost feeling like he'd been hit. He'd realized how desperate he'd sounded, and he knew that Jacqueline had seen it too./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"Damn, how much of his breakdown did Jacqueline see?/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Don't go all silent now, not after how many times I told you to shut up in the past and you wouldn't." Remy could hear Logan light a cigar or something, all he knew is he could hear that light flip, and he closed his eyes./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""I'm so tired, Logan…" Remy muttered, his eyes fluttering. He was exhausted, he knew he was, and he bet Logan could hear it too./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;""Get some sleep, Gumbo, Kev and I will be there around three at the latest." Remy made a noise, probably of agreement, and the call dropped. His phone dropped to the ground as he ended up falling asleep on the couch./spanspan id="docs-internal-guid-b0c28406-7fff-f045-8459-982fa9571c0d"/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10pt;"span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"He'd wake up to Jacqueline shaking his arm, tired and wanting pancakes for breakfast, and his phone nearly dead with three texts from Logan reminding him that he was coming down that afternoon. Good thing on Logan texting hm, because Remy certainly didn't remember anything that happened the night before./span/p