#havenforged

featuring: walter brady and amy santiago

starter call | @havenforged / emily

❝ who did this to you? ❞

@havenforged | plotted starter

The idea to move to Virginia and start over there, away from the busy city and hectic life in Brooklyn, had begun to mold itself into something else. At first, Elle had gratefully accepted the kind offer to stay with Emily until she found a place to stay, but looking at apartments had become more and more secondary. By now, the sizable bump she was carrying around with her felt like a new reason to postpone moving back out again.

So far, it was working great. There was enough space for both of them. It was quiet, Emily was often gone for a couple of days where they only spoke on the phone. Elle was used to being alone, so she didn't mind. Besides, she wasn't going to be truly alone for the foreseeable future. She had never seen herself as a mother, always worried she would end up like her own, unable to connect to her own child. But then it just... happened. Unplanned, making her rethink her entire life.

A smile crept up on her face when she heard the keys in the door. Emily had been gone for almost a week, so Elle had decided to put a little more effort into dinner. "Hello there, stranger," she said with a hum, wiping her hands on a dish towel. "Had a good flight?"

“I know. You’ve told me more than once,” he replied, “but it’s always good to know that I actually look good.” A smile teased over his lips, “and maybe I need to ask someone else because I have a feeling you might be biased about my looks.” Deeks knew that he looked good in suits and tuxedos but he preferred a more casual style of clothes, it was one of the good things about Maya, she preferred the same type of clothes and spending time on the beach. “Yeah, we just need to figure out what special occasions means,” he replied, “and when I know what counts as special occasions then I promise I’ll wear it with a smile as long as you wear heels with a smile when you’re forced to wear those.” He rubbed a hand over the back of his neck, “well, we don’t have to talk about your taste in men because I don’t feel like hearing about that from either one of you,” he replied. “Oh, I knew it,” he said and shook his head, “if you’re losing your heels them I’m removing the damned bowtie because I wanna feel like I can breath,” he raised his eyebrow, “and maybe unbutton a few buttons I promise I’m still keeping the jacket on.”

tired body relaxed under the couch beneath her, pleased to finally be out of her office, away from all of the issues that she was facing thanks to the latest client she'd added to her roster. she didn't know what this guy, this mambo had over her, over her family, but she was too scared to find out. instead, she spent her days getting up to speed on everything she needed to know about her new addition, shrouded in client confidentiality that she couldn't do anything about it.

"do you know how good it is to not be staring at a stack of files?" she offered with a gentle laugh, hand loose around the beer she'd decided that she had well and truly earned based on the number of hours she'd spent in the office. "i feel like i've been out of it for so long. you need to catch me up on what's going on in the real world because i don't think i have any idea."