[OPEN] Like father like son.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey bit her lip, nodding. And for Deacon's sake, she hoped that's all it was.
"Yeah.. They were pretty upset though..no angel had ever attempted what he did.. But he was scared you know? Upset that even up there there was stuff wrong.. He told me at the wedding that he guessed this was his hell.. Getting everything he dreamed of..but always being in pain or sick..always losing it in the end.." She bit her lip brokenly. No, she would never be romantically interested in Connor again. But she loved him like family. And if it hurt this much for her, she couldn't imagine what Deacon felt.

Tony buried his face to hide his blush, cuddling up close, and yawned.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Deacon nodded, gently rubbing his back. "Loving death himself isn't very easy, either.. It's scary to think one day your bed's gonna be empty, that all you'll have left of him is the wedding band he put on your finger.." He said brokenly, running his fingers through the boy's hair. "And it's coming up a lot faster than you think.."

Marc yawned, gently rubbing Tony's back. He closed his eyes, leaning back against the pillow. "I love you, baby." He said quietly, slowly running his fingers over his wing.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey's jaw trembled. "I'm sorry, Deacon.." She whispered brokenly. "You love each other so much...you guys don't deserve that.." She could never understand why Deacon had always seemed to dislike her. But a friend of Connor's was a friend of hers. And it was rare that she made many friends without him. Her trust was nearly as thin as his.

Tony smiled, hummed at the touch along his wing. "I love you, too.." He whispered, leaning over to kiss Marc softly on the lips, then his cheek before he curled up again.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon bit his lip, kissing the top of Connor's head. "It'll all be okay in the end.." He mumbled his voice cracking as tears started to spill down his cheeks. "I gave him his forever.. A family and a wedding and a new last name.."

Marc hugged him close, meeting the kiss gently before he stretched out. He groaned and finally hugged Tony as close as he could possibly get him, beyond tired now.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey's jaw trembled, but she couldn't hold back the tears, felt terrible he was crying. But she knew he was right. That was all Connor had ever wanted. And he had it all now. She watched a smile pass the boy's face and he seemed to relax, his breaths deepening, at complete peace. And suddenly the entire room felt a little lighter. She smiled faintly past her tears, deep down knew they were giving him just a little longer than he might have had. Just a little more of a taste of that forever than before.

Tony curled up against him further and yawned, reaching for his phone to text his mom that people were over, and not to panic about the blood, that everything was okay and they would explain in the morning. He set his phone back down and closed his eyes.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon shifted his weight a bit, and closed his eyes, slowly running his hand up and down Connor's back until he finally fell asleep, holding tightly to the boy and Bandit.

Marc turned over onto his back as he fell asleep, his arm wrapped tightly around Tony, the other draped across his stomach.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey curled up, glancing at them a last time, hoping that they had a lot longer together than seemed. She sighed, kissing Britt's shoulder, and was soon asleep clinging to his hand.

Tony rubbed Marc's chest slowly, focusing on his breaths until he own gradually deepened and he was asleep, only stirring occasionally throughout the night, bothered, but not enough to wake.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon woke up the next morning to Bandit's crying, and gently patted her back. He knew she was getting irritated at the fact she couldn't get up and move around. And he honestly didn't blame her. He would be irritated about it too. "Hey, princess." He said, gently kissing the top of her head, his other arm tightly around Connor.

"Daddy fix it." She cried, tugging on his shirt. "Peas daddy fix it."

"We can't fix it, baby.." He said quietly, and she started pulling harder on his shirt. "Bandit, stop. Daddy's sleeping." He said, holding her closer and hoping it would quiet her.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey stirred as she heard Bandit crying and complaining, and she sat up, looking over at them quietly as Connor groaned and stretched, opening his eyes. He looked down at Bandit with a frown, kissed the top of her head before rubbing sleepily at his eyes.
"H-hey baby.." He mumbled, coughed softly. "Shh.."

Zoey watched them a moment longer, then curled up against Britton again, tracing a hand slowly over his chest.

[deacon reid rudman]

"No!" Bandit cried, hiding her face in Deacon's chest. He sighed, gently moving out from under Connor. He stood her carefully on his feet like he did when she was just learning how to walk, and started to slowly walk with her around the room. He walked her around a couple times before he sat down. She looked up at him, obviously content now that she was moving.

"All better?" He asked, gently running his fingers through her hair.

"Yeah."