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[15 Mar 2010|02:09am] |
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It had been a few days since Jeremiah and Julian had fallen into the creek and shifted. Both of the little boys had just been living it up as pups, lazing about, playing, and eating. It was late, around two in the morning and the two pups had ended up falling asleep in Joshua's bed. Joshua wasn't there, though, instead he was in Seattle with Andrew and was due back in the morning. During his sleep, Julian had shifted back. When he woke up, he was cold, and had no clothes. Miah was still a little black furball, and Julian was confused. Not only was he confused, he was in a lot of pain, too. His whole body ached something awful. He started to cry loudly as he sat up in the bed, wondering where everyone was. He was a little disoriented and out of it.
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[15 Mar 2010|10:14pm] |
Kellen still wasn't sure what to make of Kieran's dreams, especially after speaking with Wendell. Kieran had never had trouble with bad dreams before, not like this, and it was worrying Kellen that maybe Wendell had a point. But Kellen wasn't sure what to do about it. All he could do was assure his son that things were fine, which made him feel guilty because that only seemed to make everything worse. A part of him wondered if maybe he should just stick close to the haven for a while, but his work wouldn't allow it. And Kieran had school. So they headed back to Seattle after their long weekend, and when Monday morning rolled around Kellen got Kieran up and ready for school.
The morning was a normal one, just like any other. He made Kieran breakfast and he'd helped him get dressed and packed up for school before they got in the car and he went to go drop Kieran off. A kiss on the cheek and an I love you, and Kieran was out of the car and heading up the steps of his school. Like always, Kellen waited for his son to get inside before he took off and headed for his office. He rented a space for his work because he had lots of wardrobes on hand to pull from just in case a client called at the last minute for a special event or photoshoot. Once he parked in his usual spot, he got out with his messenger bag and coffee in hand to head to the door.
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