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Chandler pushed himself from her bed, body still aching from all of that physical activity. Surely it hadn’t helped that he had just been discharged from the hospital before he made his way directly to her place. Still, it was odd that Cora had left him there alone, in her apartment of all places. He rubbed his eyes one more time, hopefully managing to get the sleepiness out of them so they would focus properly. Chandler felt a gentle sigh escape his lips as he looked around the room-- the clothes they had been wearing mindlessly crumpled up in separate piles scattered across the room. Flashes of their passion danced across his mind for a quick moment before he heard the gentle unlocking of the door. Had his mind been in a sound place, perhaps he would have logic on his side but there wasn’t anything there. He instinctively grabbed the gun that had rested on the nightstand and made his way out to the living room. One finger on the safety and the other against the trigger. “Don’t come any closer.”

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“Oh shit, babe,” Nate turned around keeping the paintbrush behind his back when Ophelia came into the nursery. “I thought you would be out with your mom for another hour,” he chuckled nervously though it was hard for him to hide what he had been doing.

She had extended her stay, most likely too long considering she still had school and her life to get back to. But Bailey soaked up every moment of it. The moments of them just laying with one another, enveloped in pure happiness and bliss. This is what it felt like to love and be loved by Harley McCabe. They had given each other over so effortlessly, but it was not surprising. He wistfully played with the ends of her hair, as the sun spilled through the cracks of the curtain, pooling onto the bed spread like honey. “I don’t want you to go,” he murmured, but he knew that she had to. “I just want us to stay like this forever, just us. But you know, we got other plans and shit,” he chuckled, his chest moving her head slightly as she rested on it. “Who needs school anyways?” he teased just trying to prolong the moment they got out of bed, knowing that the odds were it would be their last. 

Nathaniel had spent the morning at the Star Diner with Nora sitting at the bar rail tackling an orange dreamsicle malt on her own between bouts of giggles and mouthfuls of fries. Seeing her little curls bounce around as she swung her feet from the chair elicited a happiness within Nate that eminated so clearly from him. He loved that little girl with all of his heart and it reminded him that soon he was going to have a fuller heart with their next baby on the way. This inspired Nate to whip up another milkshake for Ophelia before he decided he would invite her out. Nate picked up the phone, calling his wife for her to come down to the diner and ignore the doctor’s orders of bedrest to come enjoy a family day. Though he did not even get the chance before he lifted his head when someone had pushed the door open. He met her eyes before shaking his head, “aren’t you supposed to be on bedrest missy?” Of course he was teasing, and he was ever so grateful to see that their minds were on the same wavelength. He walked over to her, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead before bringing her to the rail. “You came just in time, I made you a shake. I won’t tell Dr. James if you don’t,” he smirked before sticking a straw in the glass and sliding it over to her. 

Carter had given Sophia some time after the storm, both metaphorically and literally, he figured that maybe it was best for the both of them to be without one another to challenge if distance really did make the heart grow fonder. It was something that Carter had no doubts about, and their last meaningful interaction didn’t end up sour in anyway. He just wanted her to know that them together was something she could manage. Otherwise he didn’t want to put himself through all of the pain of it all again. To date someone for a year then they leave you high and dry wasn’t exactly the picture perfect relationship Carter had always hoped for. But the time had passed and he was getting antsy to know her answer. So in a fashion that only Carter knew how, he managed to end up at her doorstep finding himself knocking. When she opened the door, he couldn’t help but smile at how things seemed to make sense seeing her again, but her reaction would be a dead giveaway to how she felt. “I’m ready to talk about us, and I know you’ll hate me for just showing up here and saying what I have to, but I also know that you should’ve expected this from me since I don’t give up.”

Chandler had spent the few hours he had at home printing off the files of the case and organizing them neatly before Cora got here. At around 6:15 he had placed the order for the Chinese food and around 6:45 he got a knock on his door. Opening it, looking mostly in his wallet he mumbled, “that’s twenty right? Here’s thirty,” he pulled out thirty dollars only to see Cora standing there. “Sorry, I thought you were the food,” he chuckled shaking his head taking a moment to look at her. “Come in, I didn’t expect you to be early so.. You obviously beat the food.”