#solcnas

naomi isn’t really all there, instead of focuisng on the task at hand she’s too busy thinking about her potentially haunted apartment, blair and daniel’s return, and the fact that she hasn’t been able to sleep properly for the past few weeks. so when repeats her question for what could possibly be the millionth time, naomi finally reacts.  “  yeah, no i’m fine.  ”  she flashes her a small smile to reassure her,  “  it’s just a big shift to get used to. i mean, we thought they were dead.  ”  @solcnas

          there was no point in trying to talk with the girl. it had been months, and there was no change in the way lana looked at him–the way she didn’t look at him. it felt like imagination to remember the times they would actually have a conversation together. when julian walked into the office and saw the girl with her back to the door, headphones on, he understood that he might as well leave. it was a waste of breath to talk at someone who wanted nothing more than for him to shut up and leave. but the package tucked under his arm wasn’t for him; sure, he had ordered it, but it wasn’t for him. braving the invisible wall lana had around her, julian walked closer, and stopped just at her desk. he set the rather large box down, and gave lana a second before speaking. “i, uh… they’re some new walkie-talkies. way better than the old ones. after evergreen, i figured we were probably due for an upgrade. i’m not too sure how to set them up, so if you want, i could just leave this with you…” 

micah » hm. ( 12:00pm ) : watch out for them for me?

         “  you know the ocean is very pretty but also like, very scary.  ”  naomi tells lana as they sat alongside the shore, her eyes trained on ava and noah as they played in the sand,  “  like there’s so many things down there that no one knows about. and it’s so dark. maybe we should ditch ghosts and start investigation the sea.  ”  @solcnas

“ i still can’t believe you did what you did. ” she tells lana, folding one of the shirts and neatly placing it into the bag the other girl was taking to silverwood. “ i mean, it’s not surprising that you did it it... i’m just disappointed in you. ” eyebrows furrow and she takes a seat on the edge of the bed, finally looking over at her, “ that was a really dumb and childish thing to do. i know you’re probably tired of hearing about it but c’mon— you didn’t stop to think for a second on what you were getting everyone into ? ” naomi sighs loudly, not knowing what to say or do with lana anymore. at this point, she’s just given up. “ i don’t know why i bother anymore. anything i say just goes in one ear and out the other. but it’s a done deal and my job now is to make sure that you come back home in one piece. how much more are you packing ? ” ( @solcnas )

they were withholding information, and julian knew it. he didn’t expect to find the name of her killer in big bold letters; realistically, he expected to find clues, conversations even, about the case that hadn’t been shared with the public. at the very least, he wanted to know that they still cared about gina, and whoever had killed her. lana didn’t only provide him with the proper skills needed to hack into their files, but she also secured julian’s worry behind a set of darkly locked lips. he didn’t want it getting around to the others on the team that he was so deeply concerned about the case, even weeks after the murder had taken place. which left him with lana–easily the best secret-keeper he knew, considering the girl’s background was practically a big floating question mark. 

“  i know we said we were gonna skip birthday’s this year because of what happened last time but . . .  ”  naomi trails off, taking a seat next to lana on the couch as the twins played in the living room area in front of them.  “  you know how much i love gift shopping. especially for birthday’s. and you’re really special to me so i had to.  ”  she reaches besides her to pull out the medium - sized, neatly wrapped gift and placing it between the two of them.  “  happy belated birthday.  ”  naomi says softly with a smile, urging for lana to open it.  last year she had gotten her a necklace which was pretty great and really hard to top. but after many, many brainstorming sessions and lots of online browsing ; she had found the perfect thing. a black jacket with her initials stitched on the front and a very special naomi castillo picture frame with a photo of the twins, lana and herself on it.     /     @solcnas

“we’ve been back home for days,” julian stressed the last word, leaning forward across the table he was sat at to speak with lana on the other side, “and i haven’t heard a single word from you.” julian titled his head, looking at her, and set his chipotle drink down. “i don’t know if i should be concerned about that or not.”