coming home: June 4th, 2012

[sweetlittleorphan]

This isn't ideal. This place, these people, I don't feel in control, like I am in a car that has spun out of control. The only thing I am certain of is my ability to wrap the man walking with me around my finger. Danny Williams. Police man, but with a weakness for children that surpasses John's. Danny Williams. My new Daddy. But I don't call him that, we only just met. No papers have been signed, if that's what needs to happen here for adoption.

It doesn't change the fact that he's mine.

Reaching out, I take his hand as we walk, looking up to give him a shy smile. I can anticipate his reaction, he's an easy read for me, and the only thing that worries me now is his... partner? HE does not live alone, although he has not said much about his partner. He simply kept his promise and did what paperwork was necessary to take home. It doesn't matter. He's still mine.

"Thank you for not leaving me. Many adults just leave children behind, even if they promise not to."

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[haolehothead]

"Yeah," Danny says gently, knowing what that means to Steve, too, leaning in towards him and sliding his palm against his cheek, a kiss softly delivered to his lips, easy and warm. "I want to take care of her, Steve. I want us to give her a place to stay," he says. "Can we do this?"

[sweetlittleorphan]

I almost hold my breath, and I have to repress my grimace at the sight of them together. Strange enough that I have to put up with an annoying spouse, but to have one that's male only adds to my irritation. I will have to watch that so I don't give myself away.

Instead I lean in further, hoping the dog doesn't alert them. I can see it looking at me.

[newkindofcop]

Steve has more question than answers at the moment, but in the end he relents, giving in under the warmth of Danny's hand and the press of his mouth, soft and certain. He wouldn't make a move on something like this if he didn't think it was the right thing to do.

Zulu barks once and Steve pulls back, glancing over Danny's shoulder at the pair of eyes peering in around the corner.

"It's okay," he says. "You can come in."

[haolehothead]

Danny turns to offer an encouraging smile, slipping away from Steve in order to stand behind her, one hand lightly on her shoulder as he fixes her hair distractedly. "Do you want to come see your new room or would you like to do introductions first?"

[sweetlittleorphan]

I enter hesitantly, and as anxious as I am to find a place to hide my things, I know that's not the best plan. Now I have to charm, to attract, to make sure I'm not a threat... yet.

I enter the... hut, holding out my hand, always glancing to make sure my ribbons are in place. When I get close enough, I even curtsy. It looks cute although it feels ridiculous. "I am Esther. It is very nice to meet you."

[newkindofcop]

"Hi," Steve says, still feeling a little taken aback with all of this - but he figures he'll be able to come around to the idea eventually, especially since this is all happening fairly quickly.

"Hi, Esther," he repeats, crouching down slightly to put himself closer to her eye level, gently clasping her hand in his. "I'm Steve."

[haolehothead]

Danny starts to hold his breath without even realizing that he's doing it. He wants this to go well so badly that he doesn't even know what he'll do if it goes awry -- probably throw a Williams-sized fit, to be honest. Still, he holds his breath and he waits and he hopes.

[sweetlittleorphan]

"It is very nice to meet you, Steve. Please don't be angry with Danny. He's really, very nice and I want to stay very much." I open my eyes wide and even push my accent a little. Not much, just enough to appear worried. It tends to make adults soften. 'Oh, dear, listen to the little foreign girl.'

Plus, it makes it easier to gauge their reactions, if they think I sometimes struggle, they do not watch what they say as much. "Please do not make me leave."

[newkindofcop]

"Of course you can stay," Steve replies, keeping his voice low and even as he watches her quietly, trying not to do or say anything that would cause her to believe that he's angry with Danny in any way, or inclined to yell.

"Don't worry," he says, slowly easing back to his feet. "We've definitely got the room."