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Answer Phone
*BEEP*
*BEEP*
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I'll be his...
Brea had left Sol to get the rings and she'd headed back to their apartment and tossed some clothes and toiletries into a bag for the both of them. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach at the thought of what was going to happen within the next 24 hours. She'd become Mrs Solomon Hawken, and she couldn't be any more excited. Or nervous. Having removed the dress she'd brought back with her when they'd rescued Bella from the closet, Brea laid it on the bed beside the bag and smiled.
This was really going to happen, she was going to marry the man she loved with all her heart. Running her hand over the soft material she let out a soft breath before moving towards the mirror. Her fingers worked her hair, getting it ready for when they'd get married, also doing something to keep her mind off of the fact she had to wait for Sol to return. Nerves weren't her friend and she could feel them bubbling in her stomach, as much as she knew he loved her, she couldn't help but fear he'd change his mind. But every soon to be bride had the same worries.
This was really going to happen, she was going to marry the man she loved with all her heart. Running her hand over the soft material she let out a soft breath before moving towards the mirror. Her fingers worked her hair, getting it ready for when they'd get married, also doing something to keep her mind off of the fact she had to wait for Sol to return. Nerves weren't her friend and she could feel them bubbling in her stomach, as much as she knew he loved her, she couldn't help but fear he'd change his mind. But every soon to be bride had the same worries.
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Wake me up inside.
Who: Brea, Albert, Topher
When: Early hours Saturday night/Sunday morning.
It had been a late night at the club and the three of them had been larking around as they closed up. Brea couldn’t help but think how nice it was to see her brother so relaxed and having fun, and Topher always seemed to bring out the slightly competitive side in him.
( The two of them had been arguing over music while they finished cleaning the glasses and wiping down tables, trying to out do one another on the knowledge they had )
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When: Early hours Saturday night/Sunday morning.
It had been a late night at the club and the three of them had been larking around as they closed up. Brea couldn’t help but think how nice it was to see her brother so relaxed and having fun, and Topher always seemed to bring out the slightly competitive side in him.
( The two of them had been arguing over music while they finished cleaning the glasses and wiping down tables, trying to out do one another on the knowledge they had )
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SWS post connected to this [Getting coffee from hospital vending machine]
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Don’t waste your tears crying over someone who doesn’t even deserve to see you smile.
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Family meeting...
After the EMT's had left, Brea sat down beside her father and fussed over him a little. She needed the distraction from what was happening, at least physically. She'd already made Eban a cup of tea and she was making sure that he drunk it. Worried eyes watched him before they flickered back towards Hawken. How had everything turned on it's head again.
"I don't understand something," she said softly, "Why dad, why Bella?" She was talking to Solomon of course, but she didn't look at him as she kept an ever watchful eye on her father. "Tell me why they'd come for him. He's not your father nor your blood, and Bella is nothing to do with you at all." It didn't make sense, at least not to Brea, why come for those two if they wanted to do some damage, they could have come for her.
Her eyes glanced around the room and she let out a breath, she knew the longer they waited the worse that could be happening to Bella, "Where are they," she whispered as she glanced around again, then turned her attention to her father. She didn't know if she should call Fia as the last she'd heard he'd made his choice and had chosen not to be part of this family. "If they hurt her, Albert is going to go nuts."
"I don't understand something," she said softly, "Why dad, why Bella?" She was talking to Solomon of course, but she didn't look at him as she kept an ever watchful eye on her father. "Tell me why they'd come for him. He's not your father nor your blood, and Bella is nothing to do with you at all." It didn't make sense, at least not to Brea, why come for those two if they wanted to do some damage, they could have come for her.
Her eyes glanced around the room and she let out a breath, she knew the longer they waited the worse that could be happening to Bella, "Where are they," she whispered as she glanced around again, then turned her attention to her father. She didn't know if she should call Fia as the last she'd heard he'd made his choice and had chosen not to be part of this family. "If they hurt her, Albert is going to go nuts."