#silasxavery

Blake hadn’t been the only person in Olympus to show up to Devil’s Night at Harris House as a matching set, however, the costume that came as a surprise to her was Silas and Cleo showing up as Gomez and Morticia Adams.  Blake knew that things were progressing between them despite the expectant mother’s reservations about the younger Fisher, however, she would never to do anything to interfere with Silas’ happiness.  As the music played around them, Blake slowly made her way across the dance floor toward Silas with a glass of water in hand.  “You’re already whipped,” she pointed out in a teasing tone with a raise of her eyebrow.  “I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I didn’t know things with Cleo were goin’ that well.”  She was one to talk considering she’d also come as a matching set to a very shirtless Wesley Evans.

LOCATION: Grounds of Grandma’s Antique Shop 

DATE / TIME: July 30th around 7pm

Teagan couldn’t quite believe how July was coming to a close ─ almost making her wonder if she slept through the whole month or if she’s really been enjoying time more recently since she’s no longer festering about what to do. Either way, one person she thought long about is Silas. While she briefly saw him at the carnival, exchanged a polite hello whilst getting a Moana face-painting, the euphoric and glee filled atmosphere lingering throughout the day, and into the evening, was not ideal for a serious conversation especially when it came to Teagan checking up on him after hearing Delphine’s unexpected departure from the town. The little that she knew about the pairings relationship didn’t allow her to build a puzzle piece of assumptions but seeing the way he spoke about her, it was clear there was something from his behalf. It’s why the brunette decided to ring up him earlier in the week, perhaps a little bit later than she would’ve liked, but still was hoping something would work out for them. When the agreement came to Thursday evening, she suggested to meet up on the clear grounds of Grandma’s Antique Shop ─ giving her a chance to thank Silas for the insurance paperwork (which took care of the demolition) whilst using it as a chance to take in the sight that no-longer frightened her.

As she stood on the sidewalk, underneath a dim streetlight of the quiet business district of town, a soft smile rests upon her petals as Silas arrives. “Hopefully I wasn’t pulling you away from anything important at the Rec Room,” she greets him before pulling him into an embrace. It was short, but she made sure to pat his back before pulling away. “Wish I would’ve been able to spend more time with you at the carnival but there was so much to do with such little time.” While her attendance at the carnival happens yearly, minus her Los Angeles years, she’s aware the same rides and booths come into town each year but the feeling she gets is something she could never shake off. The carnival is something she’ll always hold near and dear to her heart ─ regardless of how many years she attends. Now turning on the heel of her ballet flats, a hand gestures to clear space with metal poles remaining and ‘caution’ tape wrapped around it. “Insurance covered everything for the demolition, thanks to you,” she says happily before elbow nudges him. Though as she falls into a short silence, a sigh slips from her lips but it’s nothing of pressed, but rather relived by all of the help she received in the month prior. “I figured I could show you what’s going on but also see how you’re doing.” And this is where she mentions the former receptionist of Thane Auto but subtly. 

The baby reveal party brought along a lot of familiar faces and one of those was Silas. A smile nearly automatically appeared on her lips at the sight of her friend. She could still remember how happy she had been seeing a familiar face when she went to college. Sure, she had seen him on the weekends at home as well, but to see familiar faces within the school walls had been a relief as well. She made her way over to the young man and softly bumped into him with her shoulder against his arm. “Hey there stranger. How have you been lately? It’s been awhile since I’ve seen you around, we definitely have been having bad timing the previous weeks.”

To find an old fashioned gaming hall in a town like Olympus had Sasha amused. With a smile playing on her lips, she moved through the hall. Some of the machines were really old fashioned, but some were more modern. She had moved over to some of the more modern ones and gave them a chance by playing. Winning the game had been rather impossible so far and it made her look over her shoulder for a moment to see if anyone was around, before she got herself into the settings screen of the game that she was playing. Sasha quickly changed a few settings to make the chances of winning bigger within a few seconds. With a small smile playing on her lips, she continued playing the game in front of her.

Teagan: Hey kiddo, just dropping in to see how you're handling everything right now. Hopefully, you're safe right now.

LOCATION: Teagan’s place

Since the night at her grandmother’s antique shop, which turned into the pairing catching drinks at the Watering Hole, the auburn-haired woman hadn’t seen nor heard from Silas in the following weeks. The moments she gets to spend with him are always her favorite. He’s the younger brother that she has never had ─ taking him underneath her wing and reminding him that she’ll never leave him as others have. Both of them can relate to people they love leaving them behind. Once the cycle begins and the numbers climb, letting people in becomes a chore and could always lead to further disappointment. But, she never wants him to feel that with her. Even during her brief intermission in Los Angeles, her life brought her back to Olympus again as it ultimately decided this is where the rest of her roots will blossom. So halfway through her morning, taking a break after her patient rounds, Teagan sent Silas a quick text asking if he’d love to drop by and catch up. After all, the woman knew he recently took a camping trip and wondered if the time away did him any justice. As they settled on the couch, Trixie laying right beside Silas because the dalmatian loves all of her friends, the older woman beams at him as her hand rests against the side of her head. “So,” she begins before abruptly cutting off and building up emphasis, “How was your trip? Was it everything you needed?”

The last few weeks had been a whirlwind of emotions as the gender reveal had come and gone, but she was grateful that the party planning process was over and she could return to her normal life without Teagan barging into her home on a moment’s noice with a cute decoration or idea for the party.  However, Blake wasn’t sure how much she would be able to control Teagan barging in on a moment’s notice considering the baby growing in her belly.  While Blake appreciated the concern (whether it be as a result of the pregnancy or what recently transpired with Wes, who knows), there were some days that she just wanted to relax without being pestered about Wes.  She knew that her cousin wasn’t coming from a place of malice and she was just genuinely curious, but Blake had always been a more closed off person and didn’t always feel like spilling all of her dirty little secrets, though, sometimes no wasn’t taken as an answer.  It had been a long day at the shop for the last two days as it had been painfully slow for her.  She figured it had something to do with the fact that her tasks were so monotonous.  She missed being on the floor and attending to the vehicles instead of attending to customers as she had always been more introverted and typically people tended to avoid her opposed to booking appointments through her.  If she was being honest, she had been surprised that a customer hadn’t gone home crying yet as Blake wasn’t known for how patient and compassionate she was, but she figured she’d get an earful from Jeremiah if she began scaring away long time clients of Thane Auto.

Blake’s original intention for the day was to go home by herself and make herself supper before curling up on the couch, but after running into Silas outside of the clubhouse, she couldn’t resist inviting him over for dinner as it had been a long time since they had gotten together and she was genuinely curious as to what was going on in his life.  The expectant mother had always appreciated Silas’s loyalty after all of these years; the young man had been plagued with so much grief and loss in his short time on this planet, but he was the least deserving of such trauma.  Blake thought he was a good kid; he was smart, a fast learner, and rarely argued with her which the older woman always appreciated.  On her way home from work, she stopped at the super market to pick up what she needed for the meal she planned; a simple Chicken Alfredo recipe that she found online and just added spinach and mushroom.  It took her less than fifteen minutes to get in and out of the grocery store before she was on her way to her house.  As she pulled into her driveway and put her father’s truck in park before climbing out, she made her way up the drive way with the groceries.  As she made her way inside, she spread the groceries out on the counter and started to prepare their meal.  When she heard Silas come in, she had been chopping the mushrooms and she allowed a smile to tug at the corner of her lips as Silas entered her home.  “Hey,” she greeted cheerfully from behind the kitchen island.  “I hope you brought dessert,” she said in a teasing tone.  “You know, you can’t show up to a pregnant woman’s house without chocolate.”

Having Finn O’Connor as a patient was proving harder than Oliver expected. So much so that this next session ends with Finn punching Oliver right in the face. It’s for reasons Oliver can’t quite place but he tries not to let this sudden confusion contradict their therapy. He also tries not to allow the literal punch in the face to influence their therapy either. Still, it hurts like a bitch and Oliver orders Finn to go home. Finn rejects this, offering to drive him to the hospital. There’s a sincerity behind Finn’s eyes then that he hasn’t seen before, so Oliver accepts his offer, releasing a sigh as he follows Finn out of his office and to his car. Oh, it’s also Oliver’s birthday.

The day started out pretty good, truth be told. He’s a freshly married newlywed and woke up to his husband and daughter jumping around his bed and wishing him a happy birthday. It was wonderful, right out of a dream. He’s not sure how his day has turned into this, tears stinging at his eyes with a throbbing face, on his way to the hospital. Oliver doesn’t say much to Finn as he’s being dropped off, deciding to just get out of the car and wave goodbye and be on his way. Despite being an extremely open person, there were times where he preferred not to be so vulnerable in front of the club members. He knows they must think less of him already, why give them more excuses to do so?

Upon arrival, he’s being told to sit in the waiting room with only a small ice-pack to aid his aching face which also sports a small cut that bleeds just slightly. His injury was obviously nothing too serious, but it was good to get the proper care. Soon enough, blue eyes land on Silas, another club member that earns Oliver’s nerves to spike. Silas looks at him funny, or at least that’s what Oliver gathers, and he’s unhinged and upset. “Give me a break. I’m in the fucking hospital.” He spews, purely out of impulse. He realizes soon enough what he’s done and sighs, “I’m — I’m sorry. I didn’t — mean to —” Words cut short, Oliver finding that maybe they’re useless in this scenario. Not a good day for Oliver Stone. Not one bit.