Maple Grove had changed a little. Long empty homes were open, strangers taking refuge from the dangers of the Old Temple Khuldin affair still living there, filling the approach to Beecham House with unaccustomed noise. Almost a full year had passed since this man had been home, a year filled with adventure and excitement, and love. Nine months in the company of the little woman by his side, clinging to his hand even as she looked around at the loveliness of the Grove's accumulated gardens in quiet wonder. Even after all this time, she was still just a little awkward on her feet, still awash with some kind of innocence that would never truly fade. It had taken all his powers of persuasion to draw her away from the sea that lapped against Rhy'Din's shore, to turn here and venture into unfamiliar territory, smiling support as he dared the grasping embrace of family once again.
It was mostly because of his sister, Gabrielle, that Cian had ventured home and because of a promise he'd made that he'd be home to see her before she gave birth. But it was also because of the timid creature at his side, who had healed his broken heart and offered him her own. It was because of these two women, who were more dear to him than life itself, that he'd come back to Rhy'Din, so that they could at last meet each other and understand how much he cared for them.
In the months since they had left Yang Terlupa, Leilani had never been far from his side, eager to learn about the world beyond the island where she had been born and raised and kept imprisoned by her mother's will. In those months, Cian had finally taught her the necessity of clothing on a daily basis, though they had yet to find her anything that did more than cover her nudity. Their searching over the weeks and months had resolved itself into the curious ensemble she wore now - a peasant-style dress in blue cotton, a long sheepskin coat, and green boots on her feet. The underwear conversation was still ongoing, and it seemed as though the little Syreni might actually be winning it. With her hair plaited untidily to keep it out of her way, she was dusty with travel but bright eyed, squeaking excitedly as different houses came into view. "Is that Beachy Hut?"
Cian had taken great pleasure in teaching Leilani about the world away from the place where she'd lived all her life. Though sometimes those lessons could become frustrating, he was ever patient, ever loving. Even now as she tripped over the name of the home where he'd grown up, he only smiled fondly in amusement before gently correcting her. "Beecham House," he told her for what seemed like the umpteen thousandth time as he led her through the grounds that made up Maple Grove. A lot had changed, and yet, it still felt like home.
He only knew what Gabi had shared in her letters, wondering what kind of welcome would await him when he arrived home at last, unexpectedly and without warning after being gone for a year. He wondered if Jon had received his letter of apology and if Gabi had shared any of his letters with their father.
"Beecham House," she repeated, a familiarly studious frown touching her brows as she endeavored to commit the words to memory fully, aware that some of the details she had failed to memorize were important. She knew his family's names - Cian had begun to teach her to read using Gabrielle's letters - but very little of the content of those letters had remained in her mind. Her small hand squeezed his as the frown abruptly flickered into a wide smile. "You are happy to be home, Cian?"
He was actually not quite sure just how he felt about coming home. He missed his father and his sister, and he was hoping to make peace at last with the rest of the family, but he wasn't sure how long they'd stay. Happy was a relative term. He was happy to be with Leilani, and he was happy to be seeing his sister again, but he wasn't sure if this place would ever be home. "I'm nervous," he admitted with a frown, more nervous than he'd anticipated.
His little mermaid smiled fondly up at him, tucking herself closer to his side as she hugged his arm to herself. "Your sister will be happy to see you," she predicted, though it was almost a guarantee. However guilty she'd felt about doing it, Gabi had been pleading for Cian to come home even for a flying visit for months now. "You will be a brother-father."
"A brother-father?" he asked, not quite understanding what she meant by that. He was understandably nervous, and yet, this was Gabi. She'd love him no matter what he did, and he had to admit that, of all the people he'd left behind, he loved and missed her best. Ironic that, since Gabi was the one person in his family who wasn't even technically related by blood, but that had never mattered. Adopted or not, as far as Cian was concerned, Gabi was and always would be his sister.
Lani frowned thoughtfully, trying to make sense of the phrase she had created to pin down what his relationship would be with his sister's children. "You are her brother, and she will be a mother, and the man side of being a mother is a father, so you will be her young's brother-father," she broke it down innocently, c*cking her head in that childlike way of hers to watch his expression. "I do not know the right word."
"Oh!" Realization dawned, and Cian smiled. Their conversations often went something like this - with one of them saying something the other didn't understand, but after some discussion, they always seemed to eventually understand each other. "The word is uncle. I'll be their uncle," he said, giving her a word for what she was trying to describe.
"Uncle." As usual, she repeated the word a couple of times to be sure she had it right, before falling silent once again, distracted by the distant sound of barking from the lawns in front of the biggest house on the estate. Her fingers tightened in Cian's grip; while equally comfortable on land or at sea, the girl who was fearless in the face of a rampaging shark still got nervous around any land animal with a mouth big enough to bite her.
When had someone gotten a dog" He didn't remember any dogs on the property the last time he'd visited. He thought about detouring to say hello to the family patriarch, but he decided against it with a frown. He needed to see Gabi first, before he saw anyone else. "It's okay, Lani. It's just a dog." He'd have to make a point of asking Gabi when Humphrey got a dog. It struck him suddenly how out of touch with his family he'd really become.
Reassured, Leilani relaxed a little, stepping to walk closer by his side. Under the spring sunshine, her coat was heavy and hot, but she'd promised him she wouldn't lose it, not after all the trouble he'd gone through to procure it for her. So she was suffering in silence, hot and sweaty, but determined not to say anything about it. "Should ....should I wait somewhere?" she asked suddenly, realizing she hadn't actually considered whether or not she would be welcome at this little visit. "Your sister will be wanting to see you."
"No, my sister will be wanting to see us!" he corrected, stopping in his tracks to turn and face his beloved. He took her hands in his and smiled softly and reassuringly at her. "Lani, this isn't just about me seeing my sister again. This is about us. You and I. I love you, and I want her to meet you."
Those exotic green eyes of hers blinked up at him in the usual way, that odd double-eyelid adding a split second to the movement before her eyes opened wide once again. She hadn't had a close relationship with any of her sisters, not knowing truly what a human family was like. But slowly, her familiarly sweet smile spread over her face, pleased that Cian hadn't even considered not taking her inside with him. "I love you," she promised him. "And I do want to see Gabrielle's eggs."
Cian's heart swelled with love and affection and something he hadn't felt in a long time - hope. He'd felt like the black sheep for so long. This trip wasn't just about seeing Gabi again, or about him introducing Leilani. It was about healing - about setting things right, about making amends, forgiving and forgetting the past and becoming part of a family again. Though he didn't know it, he had never not been part of the family. He just needed to hear it from someone that mattered. He chuckled at her remark, brown eyes dancing with amusement. "They're not eggs, Lani. Humans are..." How could he explain it in a way she'd understand" "Humans are live-bearers."
It was mostly because of his sister, Gabrielle, that Cian had ventured home and because of a promise he'd made that he'd be home to see her before she gave birth. But it was also because of the timid creature at his side, who had healed his broken heart and offered him her own. It was because of these two women, who were more dear to him than life itself, that he'd come back to Rhy'Din, so that they could at last meet each other and understand how much he cared for them.
In the months since they had left Yang Terlupa, Leilani had never been far from his side, eager to learn about the world beyond the island where she had been born and raised and kept imprisoned by her mother's will. In those months, Cian had finally taught her the necessity of clothing on a daily basis, though they had yet to find her anything that did more than cover her nudity. Their searching over the weeks and months had resolved itself into the curious ensemble she wore now - a peasant-style dress in blue cotton, a long sheepskin coat, and green boots on her feet. The underwear conversation was still ongoing, and it seemed as though the little Syreni might actually be winning it. With her hair plaited untidily to keep it out of her way, she was dusty with travel but bright eyed, squeaking excitedly as different houses came into view. "Is that Beachy Hut?"
Cian had taken great pleasure in teaching Leilani about the world away from the place where she'd lived all her life. Though sometimes those lessons could become frustrating, he was ever patient, ever loving. Even now as she tripped over the name of the home where he'd grown up, he only smiled fondly in amusement before gently correcting her. "Beecham House," he told her for what seemed like the umpteen thousandth time as he led her through the grounds that made up Maple Grove. A lot had changed, and yet, it still felt like home.
He only knew what Gabi had shared in her letters, wondering what kind of welcome would await him when he arrived home at last, unexpectedly and without warning after being gone for a year. He wondered if Jon had received his letter of apology and if Gabi had shared any of his letters with their father.
"Beecham House," she repeated, a familiarly studious frown touching her brows as she endeavored to commit the words to memory fully, aware that some of the details she had failed to memorize were important. She knew his family's names - Cian had begun to teach her to read using Gabrielle's letters - but very little of the content of those letters had remained in her mind. Her small hand squeezed his as the frown abruptly flickered into a wide smile. "You are happy to be home, Cian?"
He was actually not quite sure just how he felt about coming home. He missed his father and his sister, and he was hoping to make peace at last with the rest of the family, but he wasn't sure how long they'd stay. Happy was a relative term. He was happy to be with Leilani, and he was happy to be seeing his sister again, but he wasn't sure if this place would ever be home. "I'm nervous," he admitted with a frown, more nervous than he'd anticipated.
His little mermaid smiled fondly up at him, tucking herself closer to his side as she hugged his arm to herself. "Your sister will be happy to see you," she predicted, though it was almost a guarantee. However guilty she'd felt about doing it, Gabi had been pleading for Cian to come home even for a flying visit for months now. "You will be a brother-father."
"A brother-father?" he asked, not quite understanding what she meant by that. He was understandably nervous, and yet, this was Gabi. She'd love him no matter what he did, and he had to admit that, of all the people he'd left behind, he loved and missed her best. Ironic that, since Gabi was the one person in his family who wasn't even technically related by blood, but that had never mattered. Adopted or not, as far as Cian was concerned, Gabi was and always would be his sister.
Lani frowned thoughtfully, trying to make sense of the phrase she had created to pin down what his relationship would be with his sister's children. "You are her brother, and she will be a mother, and the man side of being a mother is a father, so you will be her young's brother-father," she broke it down innocently, c*cking her head in that childlike way of hers to watch his expression. "I do not know the right word."
"Oh!" Realization dawned, and Cian smiled. Their conversations often went something like this - with one of them saying something the other didn't understand, but after some discussion, they always seemed to eventually understand each other. "The word is uncle. I'll be their uncle," he said, giving her a word for what she was trying to describe.
"Uncle." As usual, she repeated the word a couple of times to be sure she had it right, before falling silent once again, distracted by the distant sound of barking from the lawns in front of the biggest house on the estate. Her fingers tightened in Cian's grip; while equally comfortable on land or at sea, the girl who was fearless in the face of a rampaging shark still got nervous around any land animal with a mouth big enough to bite her.
When had someone gotten a dog" He didn't remember any dogs on the property the last time he'd visited. He thought about detouring to say hello to the family patriarch, but he decided against it with a frown. He needed to see Gabi first, before he saw anyone else. "It's okay, Lani. It's just a dog." He'd have to make a point of asking Gabi when Humphrey got a dog. It struck him suddenly how out of touch with his family he'd really become.
Reassured, Leilani relaxed a little, stepping to walk closer by his side. Under the spring sunshine, her coat was heavy and hot, but she'd promised him she wouldn't lose it, not after all the trouble he'd gone through to procure it for her. So she was suffering in silence, hot and sweaty, but determined not to say anything about it. "Should ....should I wait somewhere?" she asked suddenly, realizing she hadn't actually considered whether or not she would be welcome at this little visit. "Your sister will be wanting to see you."
"No, my sister will be wanting to see us!" he corrected, stopping in his tracks to turn and face his beloved. He took her hands in his and smiled softly and reassuringly at her. "Lani, this isn't just about me seeing my sister again. This is about us. You and I. I love you, and I want her to meet you."
Those exotic green eyes of hers blinked up at him in the usual way, that odd double-eyelid adding a split second to the movement before her eyes opened wide once again. She hadn't had a close relationship with any of her sisters, not knowing truly what a human family was like. But slowly, her familiarly sweet smile spread over her face, pleased that Cian hadn't even considered not taking her inside with him. "I love you," she promised him. "And I do want to see Gabrielle's eggs."
Cian's heart swelled with love and affection and something he hadn't felt in a long time - hope. He'd felt like the black sheep for so long. This trip wasn't just about seeing Gabi again, or about him introducing Leilani. It was about healing - about setting things right, about making amends, forgiving and forgetting the past and becoming part of a family again. Though he didn't know it, he had never not been part of the family. He just needed to hear it from someone that mattered. He chuckled at her remark, brown eyes dancing with amusement. "They're not eggs, Lani. Humans are..." How could he explain it in a way she'd understand" "Humans are live-bearers."