[CLOSED] Life in the fast lane.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey watched him go, but the taunting left just as suddenly. Meaning he was bothering somebody else. And she could only guess that that somebody was Britton. She got up, padding towards the bathroom quietly and gazing at him from the doorway before she wandered in, hugging him carefully around the waist.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt looked up in the mirror, but Jason was gone. He wiped the blood from his lip and chin, then tossed the rag into the hamper. He turned off the water, wrapping an arm around Zoey. "Come on, baby. You need to get some sleep." He said, leading her back to the bedroom. He fixed his boxers, then climbed back into the bed, laying his head down on the pillow. "I love you.."

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey scowled at how much taller her was than her, stretching on tip toes for a kiss before she followed him to the room and climbed back into bed. Her head found his chest, a hand resting over his abdomen as she nestled up close to his warmth. "I love you more..."

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt hugged her close, running his fingers over her back. "There's.. no way you could ever love me more than I love you." He said quietly, closing his eyes. He was just about to fall asleep when his phone rang. He groaned, and ran his hand over the floor to look for his pants. He pulled his phone from his pants and put it to his ear, wondering for a minute why it was still ringing. He clicked to answer it. "Hello?.. No, I-.. Okay.." He hung up the phone and reached for his pants, pulling them on. "I'm getting tired of the hospital.."

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey was finally started to doze, nestled up against him and comfortable. She jumped as the phone rang, watching him sleepily, and frowned. It was past midnight and she rubbed at her face. "What's wrong?" She mumbled as she watched him start to pull on his jeans.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Monroe went.. and got Jack because Knox has to leave for that.. thing that I gotta go to next month. It's like a convention or something.. And he's supposed to keep him for a week while I run the parlor cause I can't keep Jack with me in the back and Knox said he's in like.. Texas now and just got a call that Monroe tried to hang himself, and I gotta go get Jack." He walked over to the dresser where he had set his things and pulled on a shirt, and his shoes.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey bit her lip, wondering why he would do that, especially when watching a kid. But she had met the guys boyfriend once or twice since he moved here. The guy had a temper. And a hard hit. She could only assume to date somebody like him, Monroe must have problems, too. Shrugging, she curled back up, nestling into the lingering heat where Britton had been.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt kissed her forehead, then left for the hospital. He got Jack from one of he nurses, the little boy looking pitiful in his pajamas and his cast. Britt made his way to Monroe's house to get Jack's carseat, then he buckled him in, went back to get his bag from the boy's crying mom.

He brought the sleeping boy back to Zoey's, grabbing his bag and making his way inside. He didn't want to wake her up, so he laid on the couch, putting the boy on his chest. He finally fell asleep, his arm draped over the little boy.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey stirred in the morning at the sound of Tony getting ready for school. She yawned and stretched, rubbing sleepily at an eye and rolling over. Britton wasn't in bed. She got up, padding down the stairs, picked a note up off the counter.

'Left for work. Please eat something today, Zoey. Love you -Mom'
She set it back down, wandering to the love seat to sit down, pulling her feet up.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt groaned, feeling Jack moving around on him. He woke up, the boy sitting on his stomach. "Ow, Jackson." He complained, carefully sitting up.

"Dat Zoo-ey." He said, pointing to Zoey. Britt nodded, and Jack scrambled down, toddling over to her. He climbed up on her, sitting in her lap.

"At least he's sitting now.." He said, running his hands over his face. "I've woke up hungover and felt better than this.." He grumbled, walking to the kitchen to make coffee.

"Dat Britt Britt." Jack said, looking up at Zoey.

"Don't call me Britt Britt. I'm not a girl." He said.

"You Britt Britt."

"You're just like your father for the world."