[OPEN] then baby, i'd be rich.

[gideon matthias hart]

Gideon started towards their house, staying oddly silent. But he had a feeling if he talked, it would be awfully one-sided. "What's for dinner, Illy?" He asked, looking up at her in the mirror.

"Uhm.. I'm thinking grilled chicken and baked macaroni and cheese. Sounds good?" She asked, tapping her pen on her notebook. She tried to keep track of everything she ate.

"Can we have mashed potatoes too?" He asked.

"If you want them.." She said quietly, and he shrugged, pulling into the driveway of a very small, very old house. It looked more vintage than anything. She got out, and followed her brother, who unlocked the door.

"Oh, uh. Don't forget you have to pack for that thingy they needed you to do for work, Gideon!" Illy called, walking into the kitchen.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren got out, following them inside. She nudged her brother, and he glanced her way quietly before pulling his phone out. She sighed, andbfollowed Gillian into the kitchen.

"Want help?" She could relate somewhat when it came to cleaning and cooking, but also knew Mitch was an amazing cook when he was in the mood for it.

[gillian 'illy' cossette hart]

"You can peel the potatoes if you'd like.. Gideon should be bringing them in from the garden in a little while." She said, walking over to the fridge to get the chicken she had laid out. She always hated peeling the potatoes, somehow ended up almost losing a finger. She started to cut the chicken, then sat it aside as she started to put together the macaroni and cheese for the oven.

Gideon reached around her, turning the oven on for her as he dropped the potatoes into the sink and began to clean them for her.

"Thank you." She said, sitting the macaroni to the side so he could put it in the oven.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren nodded, waiting patiently. She smiled at thebguy as he brought them in, waiting for him to finish washing them before she began to peel them over the sink with quock neat strokes. Mitchel was sitting silently in the other room. "Hey doctor Carson, smile," She teased. He rose an eyebrow, but the faintest of smirks passed his lips before he looked back down at his phone again.

[gillian 'illy' cossette hart]

"Don't forget to pack!" Illy yelled after him, and Gideon just nodded, rounding the corner into his room. She stuck the macaroni and cheese into the oven before she started to heat up the grill plate on the stove. She started to put the chicken on with tongs, fishing through the cabinets after for the seasoning. She found it and seasoned the chicken, then walked to the other side of the sink to wash her hands. She filled up a pot of water for the potatoes, looking over at the girl's brother before she carried the water to the stove.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Mitch caught her gaze and held it quietpy before dialing a number and bringing the phone to his ear, standing and heading towards the corner of the room.

Wren finished the potatoes, putting them carefully into the water. "He's going to work himself to death one of these days I swear," She breathed, looking towards her brother

[gillian 'illy' cossette hart]

"Mine's going to dumb himself to death if that's possible." Illy said, slowly rotating the chicken. She peeked at the macaroni and cheese, then wrung her hands together with the rag she was holding. "Why doesn't he go out one night with my brother? You can stay over and we can eat some baked chips while they're gone." She offered, looking over at her. She knew that Gideon would have to have a lot of bribing to go out with a werewolf, but it wasn't like it couldn't be done.

"What should I make for dessert?" She asked Wren quietly.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren smiled. "Sounds good to me, he could use some guy time." She knew he had been working with a patient that needed almost all his organs transplanted, but he had been avoiding interaction with others more and more and it was starting to worry her. He was going to end up snapping and getting arrested again.
"Hm, I'm not sure, what do you have ingredients for?"

[gillian 'illy' cossette hart]

"I can make some lava cakes or a regular cake or-"

"Illy! You home?" Her father called, and she walked slowly around the counter. She helped him unload the manuals in his arms, sitting them on the coffee table before she darted back to the kitchen to flip the chicken over.

"How was your day?" She asked him.

"Rough." He said, kissing the top of her head before he made his way to the fridge to get something to drink. Illy grabbed her rag and pulled the boiling potatoes off the stove, and carried them carefully to the sink.

[wrenton fiona carson]

Wren smiled. "You have cupcake tins? I can make lava cake," She offered, voice trailing as their father came in. She smiled his way before finding tins under the stove, glancing towards her brother as he got off the phone and pulled up his calendar, then made another call.

"Hey, doctor Carson. I have space Thursday at noon for transplants, yeah..."

She tuned out his conversation, beginning to search out the ingredients she needed for the dessert.