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Post by *Gem* on Dec 23, 2010 6:45:42 GMT -5
Spain was cool this time of year, and must different from Austrailia. After all, the wild down under was where Greg and Enya had been for last goodness knows how long. They'd spent time together, not worrying about Spain, or Eli (after all he was a grown man now) or anything to do with Gregs ex-wife. They'd recieved news that a new Andalusia male had been born recently, and in the letter Eli sounded so happy, it was no secret, even to Enya that he longed for fatherhood. Of course they came back to visit, it made complete sense for them to. What they hadn't told Eli is that they had a suprise of their own. Baby Cail was four days old, young and sweet and still smelling of new baby. He had dark eyes and hair and tiny little fangs like his father. Stepping onto Spanish soil Enya smiled gently, hand in Gregs. Whose other hand held the basket with their sleeping son. "Try not to fight, won't you?" She teased softly, radient and beautiful, with sun kissed skin and a post pregnancy glow. Naturally there was an enterance to be made- and the couple were shown to Eli's work room, where apparently the Prince had his head in reports and cases. Working without his mistress to destract him. The Vampires hadn't seen or heard peep of Mistress Keely in several days, and whispers were going around that she'd returned to hell abandoning Prince and Baby. This of course, was information Greg was greeted with instantly. He still had a power swing, though Enya knew he wasn't foolish enough to believe rumours. The sight of Keely, watching them from the stairs as they moved into the private wing put the rumours to bed in her mind. Though Enya barely remembered the demon, she noticed that she looked wild and jumpy. And although Enya caught a glimpse of the dragon rider, in a blur the girl was gone again. "Lets not spring this on him." Sh murmured in Greg's air. "Why don't I take junior and find somewhere to let him sleep?" She offered the doorway to the study insight.
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Post by Eli Andalusia on Dec 23, 2010 9:58:23 GMT -5
Greg wrapped an arm around her, smiling playfully. "Getting rid of me so soon?" He teased, shaking his head. "I'd rather settle in first, and let Eli get used to the idea I'm here. I have a feeling, if I just march in there, I won't be able to respect your request." Leading her into their apartments, Greg kissed her playfully. "And you're so much nicer to look at than he is." Being back in Spain offered mixed feelings to him. After all, Enya had asked him to leave with her and for the first time in almost all of his life, Gregov had been free. Literally without burden or care. And then he'd been able to witness the birth of his son, their Cail, and he realized that's what he'd missed with Eli. His eldest had only been his since the age of almost six and didn't need his Dad... But he would be with Cail from birth.
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Post by *Gem* on Dec 23, 2010 10:02:57 GMT -5
She stroked the curl of his lips, smiling back. "We won't have to be here long." Enya said gently. "Just see the family, you're a grandaddy after all." She teased him gently, kissing him sweetly.
Her eyes glanced around the room, and she stretched. "Are you sure you're ok?" Enya had an uncanny way of telling when he was thinking.
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Post by Eli Andalusia on Dec 23, 2010 10:32:14 GMT -5
"Being back here is eye opening, you know?" He said softly, stroking back her hair. "I haven't missed it since we left. And I won't misi it when we're gone again."
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Post by *Gem* on Dec 23, 2010 10:36:23 GMT -5
She smiled, resting into his touch. "Why don't you find somewhere warm for Cail to go down and i'll welcome you home properly?" She teased, kissing him again.
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Post by Eli Andalusia on Dec 23, 2010 10:46:44 GMT -5
"Ooh now that sounds like a good offer-" He scooped up the boy, rocking him softly. "Come on, little boy, it's bed time for you."
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Post by *Gem* on Dec 23, 2010 10:48:45 GMT -5
Enya laughd gently, and moved around the room, taking in the old accient ways of it, and found them two glasses and a bottle of red wine.
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Post by Eli Andalusia on Dec 23, 2010 10:58:05 GMT -5
Greg was back a few moments later, taking his glass. "This is a lot different from our place in Melbourne." He sat on the couch, putting Enya on his lap.
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