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Fiona O'Malley ([personal profile] littlebitscary) wrote in [community profile] thepicketfencecliche2016-01-17 08:45 pm

spamalot } { of unknown stalkers and what could have been



Fiona: [Landon's noticed but doesn't feel like it's his place to say anything in front of everyone. His mother, on the other hand, is not so limited, but she'll wait until she's silenced Lucy's repeated demands for juice, as that is her new favorite word] You okay, kiddo?

Liam: [ looks up, jolted out of his thoughts] Yeah... no yeah I'm fine. [totally lying]

Fiona: [yeah, she doesn't need to be a werewolf to know that one] You sure? You've been pretty quiet.

Liam: It's nothing. I just... [he licks his lips, then looks up at her] I just lately feel like sometimes when I'm outside, someone's watching me.

Fiona: [yep, nope, that's never a good sign] Only when you're outside?

Liam: Well, yeah. I mean, I'm used to you guys staring at me here. It’s just... I dunno. [shrugs]

Fiona: Hey, no. Don't blow this off because you think it's dumb. This could be important. I meant like do you feel like someone's watching you through the windows or anything like that.

Liam: [shrugs] I don't know. I mean, honestly... I just thought it was someone in Landon's family being nosy again.

Landon: [glances up and blinks] Nah, they're bored at this point. Most of my siblings are out of town and my mom wouldn't be subtle.

Liam: Oh. [yeah, okay now that's not good. He looks at Fiona] You don't think that the hunter... [found him]

Fiona: [she shakes her head] I don't know. I don't think they would be that subtle either, but we can't say for sure. [and she'll glance over to Derek, because she doesn't have good feelings about this either]

Derek: [has been quiet, but looks over at Liam] Does it happen right when you leave?

Liam: Sometimes. It's not every day.

Derek: [gets up, grabbing his water cup and cell phone] Give me a minute. [and he's going to go out on the balcony to see if he can see anything suspicious looking his direction as he fakes making a phone call]

Fiona: [pauses as she goes back to her dinner, before glancing back to him] I know you're probably going to think this is lame but for the sake of my nerves, I think you cannot go out alone until we figure this out.

Liam: [nods] Yeah, I think we can do that. [looks at Landon]

Landon: [nods in agreement] And when Gabe gets here, we can double up.

Liam: So total buddy system.

Fiona: [she nods and already feels a little better] Good. Just be careful.

Liam: I will. And we'll stick in public places or the preserve. They wouldn't try to come after me on Grandma's territory, right?

Fiona: I don't know. Without me knowing who it is, I can't say for sure.

Liam: [and he just bites his lip, worried]

Derek: [strolls back in, sliding his phone into his pocket] I didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

Landon: So that's a good thing, right?

Fiona: Maybe. Or it could just mean whoever it was went to grab dinner.

Derek: Or they are professionals. But why a professional will be after a sixteen year old, I have no idea.

Fiona: [she gives a small shrug] Was there anything about your family that you think they might be after? Not necessarily in the hunter sense.

Liam: Not really. I mean, beyond the whole being werewolves, we were pretty normal?

Fiona: No "my parents are secretly spies" or anything like that? [that's kind of teasing, meant to lighten the mood a little, but it's also partially a serious question]

Liam: No? I mean, my dad didn't talk much about his family. Mom was bitten by the local alpha so that she could be a wolf when they got married. She was an accountant.

Fiona: Was his name always Dunbar?

Liam: Far as I know.

Fiona: Was he born a wolf?

Liam: Yeah, that I know. But he was an omega for a while. I asked him once about his folks and he said that they were gone. [and he looked back at his plate] I never asked again because he looked really sad about it.

Fiona: [nods] Then I'll look into it. See what I can find out.

Liam: Okay. [and back to picking at his plate, not sure he wants to know]

Landon: [sees that, and inches his hand over under the table to take Liam's.]

Liam: [looks over at him and gives him a small smile, taking his hand and squeezing it]

Landon: [smiles back before going back to his food]

Derek: [smirks a bit. you two are adorable]

Fiona: [yes they are. Which is why they let Liam keep Landon around]

Jacob: [and he loves Landon too. Which is why there is a cheerio aimed at his face]

Landon: [wrinkles his nose as it hits before glancing back to him] Who are you chucking cheerios at?

Jacob: [laughing and shoving his fist in his mouth]

Landon: [glances back to Liam] I think your brother has it out for me.

Liam: He's not even a year old. I think you can take him. [grins]

Landon: [smirks] I don't know about that. He seems wily.

Liam: Dude, how are you going to protect me if you can't even protect yourself from a baby.

Derek: [oh so smirking, and slipping Jacob more cheerios]

Landon: Then I guess you're going to need a better bodyguard.

Liam: [starts to speak, that glint in his eye, and then looks at his parents.] I'm going to reserve my reply when we're behind soundproof doors.

Fiona: [deep breath] And I think that's our cue to put away dinner and retreat with the toddlers.

Derek: Who's turn is it to do the dishes? [looks at Liam]

Liam: Yeah, yeah I got them. [gets up to go and start doing his chores]

Fiona: [will go to grab Lucy, before looking to Derek] You got Jake?

Derek: [picking up Jacob who makes a mad noise first and pounds both baby fists on the high chair table cheerios everywhere] Yeah, I got him.

Fiona: [laughs softly, before shaking her head and going to grab the laptop before retreating to the bedroom with Lucy]

Derek: [and he will follow, leaving the teenagers to clean up the mess. Since that's how they earn their meals and Liam's allowance and use of the car]

Fiona: [so while they do that she will set Lucy down on the floor with her toys while flipping open her laptop to send an email to the contact that put her on to Liam's family in the first place. Worried mama is worried.]

Derek: [and Jacob will go in his bouncy chair to watch his sister while Derek lays on the bed behind her] So what are you thinking?

Fiona: [she shrugs] I don't think it's the hunters from before. Maybe it's something from his dad's past.

Derek: When we first adopted him, Peter did a basic inquiry about the family but didn't find much.

Fiona: Yeah, but I'm trying to see if my contact might know more. If he's a born wolf, he has to have family somewhere.

Derek: Well, hopefully it's just nothing more than someone stalking him because he's a hot teenager and they want some action. Because that Liam can handle, or Landon.

Fiona: I think if it's that, Liam would be able to pick up on them more, wouldn't he?

Derek: You're asking me? I think he tends to be clueless half the time on stuff until he surprises me. [lays on his back] Of course, is it strange that I'd rather it be a pervert than something wolf related?

Fiona: Considering the last thing that was wolf related was a psychopathic serial killer alpha that saw Lydia as his golden ticket? No. I don't think that's strange at all.

Derek: [rubs at his eyes] sometimes I wish I was human and lived in a human world where I didn't know anything about wolves.

Fiona: [smirks a bit as she finishes her email and closes the laptop before moving to stretch out next to him] But just think of all the crazy things we wouldn't have done if we didn't. We probably wouldn't have even met.

Derek: Let's be real - I probably wouldn't have been born.

Fiona: [eyebrow raise] You don't think you could have been a human somewhere?

Derek: Well, it was a fifty-fifty chance with me. Mom always made that clear to me when I was little.

Fiona: See? You could have easily gone without claws.

Derek: If I had gone without claws, I'd be married to a woman named Paige right about now. [smirks]

Fiona: [her nose wrinkles, and she glances up for a moment] I probably would still be single.

Derek: You'd probably still have Liam. Attached to your side like a scared little puppy.

Fiona: [she smiles softly at that] Yeah, that's true. Though we'd probably live in New York.

Derek: Landon would have found a much younger piece of jailbait then.

Fiona: Technically Landon is still jailbait.

Derek: True.

Fiona: They just would have found each other sooner.

Derek: God help you and your single mother ways against those two.

Fiona: I wouldn't have been totally alone. We would have probably been living with Leah and Victor.

Derek: Oh god, them dealing with Liam and Landon. [laughs]

Fiona: [laughs] He would definitely be a different kid - in good and bad ways.

Derek: Cormac and Liam would be thick as thieves.

Fiona: As though they aren't already.

Derek: True.

Fiona: So yeah. Things for us wouldn't be too different. We just wouldn't have you. [glances over to the bouncy chair] Or that one.

Derek: That one. [laughs]

Fiona: Hey, I'm just saying. Liam and Lucy didn't absolutely require a you component.

Derek: Uh huh. Well, I know who my favorite child now is.

Fiona: [laughs]

Lucy: [pushes herself up from the floor with her stuffed cat in hand as she holds it up for him] Daddy you pet kitty.

Derek: [rolls over on his stomach, reaching down.] Good kitty. Is the kitty being good today, Lucy?

Lucy: [shakes her head no, as she imitates the purring sound of a cat as he pets the stuffed toy, but it's mostly just her going "Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"]

Derek: [chuckles] Good, good kitty.

Lucy: [she'll keep doing that for a while, before pushing the cat towards him more to take and then going back down to the floor to pick up the monkey next to it and place it up next to him] The money too.

Derek: MonKEY. How do I pet the monkey?

Lucy: Like this. [and she lifts her free hand and pats him on top of his head] The money doesn't like it when you pet this part. [she points to it's back] It has to be this part. [and she keeps petting the top of its head]

Derek: [and so he's going to pat the monkey's head as he puts the kitty between him and Fiona] Like that?

Lucy: Yeah, like that.

Derek: You want to show Mommy how to pet the monkey?

Lucy: I can't, she's too far away.

Derek: [looks over] Well, ask Mommy to come closer.

Lucy: She can't. You're in the way.

Derek: Well, let's fix that. [and he's going to pick her up, flipping up over as he rolls and holds her upside down in front of Fiona] Better?

Lucy: [shrieking and giggling as she's held upside down, kicking her legs over her dad's shoulder] Now she's up-spy down!

Derek: Oops, forgot about that [flips her over] Good now?

Lucy: [she nods] Yes. Mommy, pet the money.

Fiona: Well, don't mind if I do. [and she'll reach over to pet his stomach]

Lucy: [eyes go wide] No, not there!

Fiona: Not there?

Lucy: He doesn't lie that. You have to pet him here. [and she'll take her hand and show her on top of the monkey's head]

Derek: There are rules to monkey petting.

Lucy: Just lie Bob.

Fiona: [her eyes sadden a bit because Bob was getting older and less aware of his surroundings so Lucy had to pet him where he could see her and know she wasn't a threat. but she smiles a moment after and nods] Yeah. Just like Bob.

Derek: [he sees that look and sighs, putting Lucy on the bed and reaching over to squeeze Fiona's knee]

Fiona: [she glances up at him and smiles again, before looking down at their daughter] C'mon Lucy Goosey. I think it's time for bed.

Lucy: Alrea - [and her word is cut off by a massive yawn]

Derek: Yup, it's time. Give daddy a kiss?

Lucy: [shifts to push up to her feet so that she can kiss Derek on the cheek]

Derek: [kisses her back] Sleep well baby girl.

Fiona: [and she'll scoop her up and go take her back to her room to get her into bed]

Lucy: Bye, Daddy.

Derek: [and he's going to roll over and get Jacob, going to get his little man ready for bed too with a warm bath and then snuggle times]

Fiona: [and eventually she will return from Lucy's room after two Dr. Seuss books and a lullaby]

Derek: [and he's rocking a sleeping Jacob, having just finished his bedtime bottle]

Fiona: [smiles softly at that before making her way closer] Want me to take over?

Derek: Nah, he's out. I've got it. [smiles at her]

Fiona: [smiles back before going to crawl into bed herself]

Derek: [and he will put Jacob down, and then go to curl into bed with her] You okay?

Fiona: [sighs as she goes to curl into him] Yeah. Just a reminder of my dog's pending mortality from two year-old always has a way of putting a damper on the evening.

Derek: [kisses her forehead firmly] I know. But you know Bob isn't going to want you to be sad.

Fiona: I know. Can't help it though. He was a good dog.

Derek: Yes, and he loved you with all his doggy heart. He just puts up with the rest of us because you do.

Fiona: [she nods] We've got an appointment with Deaton in a couple days so we'll see how he does.

Derek: Yup. And just because he's old doesn't mean he's done just yet.

Fiona: [she nods as she goes to curl into him more]

Derek: Come on, let's just go to sleep and not think about what the teenagers are doing above us]

Fiona: [she nods as she settles in] So glad we soundproofed that room.

Derek: Oh yeah. [laughs, snuggling against his wife] And ours.

Fiona: [she nods in agreement] That too.