Families:

Daniel Heath (damnnearahero):
-with Bridget DeWitt (17andillbegone): Audra DeWitt (firstborngirl)
-with Brenna Velasquez (nee Hyde) (no LJ yet): Dawna Heath (twinkiedawn and forevertwinkie)
-with Fallon Heath (nee Pherson, formerly Harris) (becommingfallon): Ashton Heath (broadwaybinky), Jayden Heath (not_always_bad) and Colby Heath (cheesyheath)
-with Jordana (Jordie) Picarella (nee Velasquez) (purplehairminx): Esperanza Picarella (Hope) (pain_inpictures)

Brenna Velasquez (nee Hyde) (no LJ yet):
-with Daniel Heath: Dawna Heath
-with Alejandro Velasquez: (a son, unwritten as of yet)

Analessa Kelly (nee Tyler) (tute_shoes):
-with Neil Kelly (blushestoohard): Denae Kelly (orangesundae) and Davina Kelly (davinablue)
-with Trevor Picarella: Matteo Kelly (no LJ yet)

Cori Anderson (nee Wallace) (liams_doll):
-with Liam Anderson (tugs_his_collar): Braeden Anderson (neverlandkid and thatandersonboy), Alexander Anderson (i_dont_do_drag) and Tristan Anderson (tristheantidiva)

Dawna Jekyll (nee Heath, formerly Velasquez) (whendaybreaks):
-with Collin Velasquez (show_the_light): Nathaniel Velasquez (thebitterache), Katie and Rini Velasquez (stillborn), Anthony Velasquez (justlikegrandpa) and Gemma Velasquez (replacementbaby)
-with Henry Jekyll and Edward Hyde (a_darker_dream): Calum Jekyll (calum_jekyll), Catherine Jekyll (justcallmecate) and one baby on the way

Braeden Anderson (thatandersonboy):
-with Ashton Anderson (nee Heath): Rumour Anderson (singingrumour)

Nathaniel Velasquez:
-with Priscilla (Logan) Velasquez (nee Lyles) (jersey_pixie): Peyton (Abby) Velasquez (no LJ (she's 3)) and a baby on the way

Quinlan Hammond (almosttoonormal):
-with Judith Hammond (nee Morris): Sadie Hammond-Olson (sadiesdance), Noah Hammond (no LJ yet), John Hammond (no LJ yet)

Danny was sitting on the counter in the kitchen, Ash in her bouncy seat beside him and dinner on the stove. He was cooing at his 15 week old daughter, saying silly things to her about what they were cooking (fried rice, hand-rolled egg rolls, sweet and sour chicken) and what they were going to do all night (spend time with Momma of course), and all kinds of other things (there may have even been a "Grandpa Dennis is the devil, okay?" in there. Or even two...). It amused him, and he figured eventually Fall would come in and laugh at him for his random rambling.

Incandescent. That was what she was, always. If he ever doubted that he loved her (which he never could, even when things were strained and painful between them), he had only to look at her to remember.

There was something about the tilt of her head when she was sitting and thinking about her set for the night. Some little twist to her lips that made his breath catch. The way she would tap her finger on her chin, the way her brows would draw together, and even seeing her from across the room would remind him. God forbid he be next to her when she started it, because he'd be trapped. Enthralled by her very presence.

Then there was the perfect unconsciousness of her sleeping. The way her nose would wrinkle as she dreamed. The way she reached for him, likely more in her sleep than in waking to be honest, and cuddled against his chest. The way she would open her eyes just a little when she realized he was watching, smiling up at him, her hair spilling over her pillow.

And dear god, if she pulled him down for a kiss, he was more than lost. More than trapped. He was a slave to her whims.

And he loved every second of it.

( Fourteen years old and Danny's playing spin the bottle in a circle of girl boy girl boy girl. )

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My father is dying. And I'd be a fucking liar if I claimed I wasn't silently applauding that fact.

But it comes down to this. He's dying, and he's asked for me... for me and Fallon and any of the children that will come.

*rubs at his face* I don't want to go. But I feel it's important. To tell him goodbye. TO tell him to fuck off. Whichever I manage.