#muse:luna

She loved spending the day with the boys and Luna never wanted to be anywhere else. All she’d ever wanted was to be a mother and now she had the two perfect little boys. Tucker was sitting comfortably on the floor watching another episode of Paw Patrol while she nursed Rory and her fingers lightly ran over the baby’s head. Hopefully Sean would be home soon because she distinctly remembered a promise of going out for dinner and she did love the thought of that. It meant a night for the two of them. Her smile brightened as Rory pulled away and she lifted him up to her shoulder and started to burp him. “Tucker last episode alright? We can go outside after.” She smiled down at him as she started to walk with the baby in her arms only to pause at the knock on the door. That was odd, there was a gate people had to get through to make it to the front door and Sean had guards there. 

Unless it was one of them coming to tell her that Sean was going to be late. Sometimes he really was a prick. Sighing she shifted her hold on the baby as she walked to the door and unlocked it. “I swear if you’re here to say he’s running late.” There was laughter in her tone but she went still as her eyes landed on the man in front of her. Panic rushed over her and she took a step back as she looked at Elliott. It wasn’t possible that he was there. He died. Sean killed him. “Elliott?” His name was almost a gasp as she tried to calm herself down. “How... what’s happening?”

Rory started to cry and before Luna could do anything Tucker’s little voice called from the other room. “Mommy the baby’s crying.”

Spot groaned in his sleep, not wanting to wakeup in that moment. He was so comfortable, this bed was much softer than the broken cot he was use to sleeping on back at the lodging house. That along with the hand running though his hair, made him even more relaxed.

“Mmm, five more minutes.”

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Luna looked up at Henry and tried to keep herself rom showing a reaction to him standing in front of her. She picked up the vase she was working on before taking a step back from the counter. “We aren’t open yet, Ivy must have left the door unlocked.” 

"I said no!” Evie yanked her arm away from Jax before giving him a rough shove back. “I’m not leaving him again.” Not with how close the darksayer was. There was no way that Cal could honestly expect that she would go quietly when there was such a large chance that he could die. Half the army was running and all of this was because of her. So when Jax reached for her again she ran. At least they’d let her wear pants because it made moving around so much easier than when she wore a dress and despite the people trying to stop her she kept moving even using the few defensive spells that Cal had taught her to move people out of her way until she crested a hill and saw him. But it was the flash of white hair that forced her to move again. This was all her fault, they were fighting over her and it needed to stop. 

A hand on her wrist made her stumble but she threw a blast of power back at Jax before she stumbled into the circle the Darksayer’s men had created and with out hesitating her hands shot out in front of her. “Stop.” The command was clear as the sword seemed to bounce off the barrier she’d put around Cal where he knelt. “Let him go.” Her voice and hands seemed to shake as she looked at the Darksayer instead of at Cal. “You let him leave and I’ll stay. That’s what you want isn’t it?  So let him go.”

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”Yep. We had sex all the time before we met.” Luna nodded before her smile slowly grew. “It’s like people don’t pay attention to time lines. I mean he was already in the process of a divorce before I started working for him.”