#ft;mickey

"You hanging in there?" Aspen couldn't imagine how stressful it had to be to be stuck in this place with two nail biters and no bag with the things to care for them. Not even bottles or anything like that. Hand bouncing the little sheep in front of one of the twins to keep his attention on it. She'd offered to join him in the little back room area of the hut to give the others a break from the noise of the twins. "We could try and get some jackets or something and make them a bed? Your arms gotta be killing you by now."

Pulling her car into the guest parking lot of Mickey's building in the grouping of apartments that made up the stacks, Aspen stared at it for a minute as she contemplated the weight if what it meant. Mickey had just naturally expected her to stay with him, hadn't thought twice about her being around his boys like that, outright said he'd go to court over it.

It was really real for him. A fact both terrifying and exhilarating.

She'd already felt the weight of the keys he'd given her before she left, had felt it the entire time she was back in London, but now it was heavier. In the best way.

Arriving to the set with a truly tuckered out toddler in an umbrella stroller sleeping soundly with the stuffed unicorn she was hugging as a pillow, Autumn found herself shocked as she spotted a strangely familiar head of curly hair. Not Maverick, no, but Mickey. The cocky one. Interesting. Only two years beneath her in school, she was not than familiar with the twins. Especially as friends with Maverick back then.

Setting down the lunch she and Vivvy get brought for Eric, she parked the toddler next to Eric's chair that she lowered into and shot a bit of a knowing smile at Mickey as he sat in Aspen's to watch her as she worked.

Aspen was in a dream. They'd spent the entire evening and night before refusing to leave her bed after getting back from the airport, and falling asleep in his arms, and waking up there with him still there, was far better than she ever could have expected. She'd woken him with a peppering of kisses across the entire expanse of his face, and then nearly been late because she'd been his breakfast.