#p:devon

Había acudido a aquella fiesta en compañía de su novio, sin saber lo que realmente pasaba dentro del mundo sobrenatural, y realmente por esa noche no le importaba mucho, solo quería disfrutar como todos parecían hacerlo —¿quieres bailar?— preguntó con una pequeña sonrisa en sus labios mientras observaba al chico y le tendía una mano, la música era un tanto diferente pero aun así la chica creía que podían hacerlo y era algo que en aquel momento ella realmente deseaba hacer pero si el contrario no aceptaba lo entendería. ( @devxncrawley )

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Josh aun no podía creer lo que había encontrado, aquella prueba incriminaba a Devon en aquel asesinato, el chico era su amigo y no quería delatarlo pero aquel era su trabajo por lo que pronto decidió hablar con Devon. —Hey Devon, ¿podemos hablar?— preguntó algo serió en cuanto encontró al contrario en aquella cafetería.

“-- are you sure you don’t want strawberry?” Lacy asked her five year old daughter one last time as they made their way hand in hand towards the small market place that had a small ice cream parlor. The little girl nodded her head firmly in reply to her mother, her blonde curls bouncing around her face.  “I want salty carmel.” she answered with a determined expression, unable to properly say the words. “But you don’t even like salted caramel.” Lacy pointed out.  “Daddy likes it so now I like it,” Ava said stubbornly. Lacy let out a soft sigh as she continued to walk, she knew there was no point arguing with Ava when she was in this mood, and she also knew how much she was missing her father. To be honest Lacy didn’t blame her - every day.. every minute without him made her heart ache more and more, and if she didn’t have Ava she didn’t know where she would be. Snapping out of her thoughts, Lacy shook her head slightly and continued to walk, however as soon as they turned a corner, Ava started squealing and tried to pull her hand out of Lacy’s grip.  “Daddy!” she yelled, trying desperately to go back around the corner they had just walked around. “Mummy! It was Daddy! Over there!” she continued to squeal. Lacy’s chest tightened as she kept a grip on the young girl. This wasn’t the first time she had mistaken someone for Devon. “Ava, I told you. Daddy isn’t- Ava!” Lacy exclaimed as the young blonde finally broke free and ran around the corner. As soon as she saw Devon her little face lit up and she made a beeline for him.  “Daddy!” she called, not even slowling down as she practically threw herself into his arms.

Lacy ran back around the corner, still calling out to Ava, but she stopped as soon as she saw what the young girl had been so excited about. As her blue orbs landed on the unmistakable figure of her husband, Lacy’s heart started pounding quickly. She couldn’t believe it.. she was sure she had seen him die, but there he was.. looking a lot weaker than usual but still alive. For a few seconds, Lacy’s mind tried to convince her this was another dream, but her heart was stronger than her mind, and it made her desperately want to believe he was really there. Stumbling forward a few steps, the blonde stared at him with wide, tear filled eyes, keeping back at least a few meters. “Devon...” she whispered, her voice cracking slightly. 

Alaina wasn't all too sure how she had been roped in to babysitting her sister's six month old but now, glancing at Devon as he sat next to her on the plane to New York, she didn't mind that much. She had never been good with kids, not even when she was a kid, and so she had only agreed to look after the small girl on one condition: she could bring Devon with her. Even if it turned out that he wasn't that good with babies at least she would have someone to laugh with when she put a diaper on the wrong way round or forgot how to bathe a small child and ended up being wetter than the infant once the whole ordeal was over. The plane soon landed and Alaina and Devon were free to go. She held on tight to her boyfriend's hand, smirking slightly whenever she caught sight of any other girls looking at him for a second longer than they should have. 

After gathering their bags together the pair went outside and got into the black car that was already waiting to take them to her sister's. Despite having married almost a year ago Morgan and her husband were yet to have their honeymoon. Morgan had been scared that flying would hurt her unborn daughter and so they had waited until they felt that she was old enough to be left for a couple of days. That was where Alaina and Devon came in. After a half hour car journey they came to a halt outside a large town house in the middle of the city. Alaina smiled to herself, glad to be back in the city where she was raised. She collected her bags, kissed Devon on the cheek and took the moment to remind him that she loved him, and then opened the door to her sister's house. 

Bundled up in her too-big coat, Tammy drew closer to the house she was visiting and grinned as she finally approached the door and gave a knock. It had been raining off and on all day - though she'd luckily missed the worst when walking - and the girl had decided it'd be the perfect day to demand her friend teach her about video games. Tamera had been deprived of them when she was younger but they honestly fascinated her and as the door finally opened, she all but pounced on the person on the other side and gave them a hug.

Who: Jeff and Devon

When: Sometime in December? I never know these things

Where: Third floor bathroom

Notes: Jeff went back to an old habit and quickly felt guilty, asking Devon to come help him and try to explain himself