[CLOSED] Life in the fast lane.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

She drove him back to her place quietly, pulled up in the driveway. "Why don'y you stay with us? At least tonight. Zoey is a mess.." She patted his knee, looked at him tiredly. "Thank you... for fighting to keep her.. There's not a lot of guys out there she trusts, and she's had it rough since her father went missing." She got out and walked inside. Tony was watching TV.

"She's upstairs in the bathroom, I think.."

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Yes ma'am. You go inside and get to bed. I'll clean up and do the dishes for you." He said, opening the door for her. He stopped to kiss Tony's head, then messed up his hair. He started up the stairs, stopping in her bedroom to change into his jeans. He didn't care if he had a shirt on or not, just wanted out of those orange clothes. He walked to the bathroom, knocking gently on the door. "Baby.. I'm home.." He said quietly, resting his head on the door frame.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

The woman smiled, murmuring a thank you. She gathered up her things and headed upstairs, had work in the morning.

Tony smiled up as him faintly, a popsicle in his mouth.

Zoey coughed softly, shifting her weight. Relief washed over her at the words though. She got up from where she had been sitting WI th her head in her hands, eyeliner on her palms and cheeks. Opening the door slowly, she bit her lip, gazing up at him.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Hey princess.." He breathed, reaching out to touch her cheek. "I'm not going anywhere, okay?" He whispered, gently pushing the door open. He wet a rag, gently wiping her cheeks and hands before he hugged her tightly. He gently ran his hands up and down her back, keeping her close. He tipped his chin back, kissing her softly. "Why don't you get some rest? You got a little baby to grow." He said, kissing her forehead gently.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey wouldn't deny she felt pathetic. She hugged him tightly, taking his hand as her stomach growled. She had refused to eat anything, wandered to the kitchen and grabbed a box of Saltine crackers before curling up on the couch. She watched Tony yawn and pat her head, handing her a blanket before sitting on the recliner out of her way. She bit into a cracker, watching the TV sleepily, was honestly terrified. She was glad Britton was here though, even if she wasn't caught up on why he was out.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"I told your mom I'd take care of the kitchen for her." He said, tucking her in and kissing her head before he walked to the kitchen. He locked the door on his way past, then started to put away the leftovers. He put them in the fridge, glancing through it and tossing out anything old. He started to scrape the dishes into the trash then grabbed a dish rag and started to wash them slowly.

"You have school tomorrow, Tony? I can bring you." He asked, sitting one of the dishes on the counter to airdry as he finished the rest.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

"Yeah..okay, thanks." He smiled, then got up to help out, pulling the clean dishes from the dishwasher.

Zoey shifted her weight, pretty sure she didn't want to deal with school tomorrow. She had finals she supposed she could study for, took another cracker out of the box.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"I hated the dishwasher. Cause like.. my sister had no idea that you had to rinse the dishes off first. So I always washed them by hand." He said, sitting another plate on the counter. He yawned, and grabbed another dish to dry the dishes off with, then put them away. He wiped off the counter, and brought the wet rags to the laundry room. "Oh. I saw Marc today." He said, rounding the corner. "He said to tell you hey, and that Nevada was in the hospital. Dunno what that's about. Probably dickhead."

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Tony smiled faintly, finished straightening up the kitchen and yawned, stretching. "I'll call him tomorrow," He breathed. "Imma go to bed." He kissed Zoey's forehead gently and hugged her, then wandered towards the stairs, mumbling goodnight to Britton.

Zoey watched him go quietly, hugged the blanket closer to herself.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Night." Britt called to him, walking over to Zoey. He picked her up carefully, grabbing her crackers, then carried her up the stairs. He carried her to her bed, laying her down. He climbed in beside her, slowly running his fingers through her hair. "You okay?" He asked, looking over at her. He knew better than to ask, but he didn't want to think there was anything he had done wrong. "Your mom came and got me.. She signed a paper saying we got engaged before you got pregnant.."