Topic: Over the River and Through the Woods

RosieODel

Date: 2006-09-19 18:27 EST
Snuggled down in their bed, she wakes with the first light. Her eyes flutter open as the sun filters through the clouds outside to give it's first morning's rays. A slight wave of nausea has her closing her eyes again and rolling over, reaching for the sleeve of saltines laying on her bedside table.

She munched the cracker slowly and deliberately. They had a big day ahead of them and she was excited to get going. But her stomach had other plans for her so she knew to take her time. Another cracker is withdrawn from the sleeve. As she leans over the side of the bed to munch this one too, her stomach is settling down considerably.

She places the crackers back onto the bedside table. She was down to only having to eat two. She hoped that soon she wouldn't have to eat any more at all. Dean hadn't complained about crumbs in the bed, not yet anyway. She didn't think he would, but she still didn't relish the idea of there being crumbs on her bedsheets.

Rolling out of the bed, she slides her feet into the flop eared bunny slippers and rises from the bed. As she stands she raises her hands over her head and stretches. "mmmngh"

Dropping her arms to her sides she shuffles towards the bathroom. She had laid out fresh towels the night before. She walked into the bathroom and only partially closed the door. Soon the shower can be heard running. About a half hour later, she steps out of the bathroom, her hair tied up in a turban like towel and she's wearing her terry cloth bathrobe.

"Babe, it's time to get up if we're going to make the carriage." She walks over to his side of the bed and sits down, shaking his shoulder softly.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-09-20 18:03 EST
To him it was early, way too early to be awake let alone getting out of bed and going somewhere.
He grumbled when he heard her get out of the bed, thank god she was taking a shower, a few more minutes of sleep!

It wasn't long before he heard the shower stop, no...no...no... He turned over, pillow thrown over his head. He knew she was coming for him.

Grumble, grumble.

At least the sticky sheets from before were thrown away and now the cool and silky sheets that laid over his body were just too comfortable to bat away. He wasn't getting up.

And then there she was shaking his shoulder, hazel eyes peek out for just a split second before hiding back beneath the pillow. If he wasn't so grumpy he would be chuckling at just how cute she was with that towel around her little head. Cute so very cute. No man! Must sleep, he grumbles and turns away from her. Even sliding over to her side of the bed. His black and white "Boo"skeleton boxers peeking out from under the sheets.
Thankfully she couldn't see the smile hidden under the pillow.

"Aww, come on Rosie..." The muffled sound of a twenty-four year old man becoming thirteen.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-09-21 11:09 EST
She blows an air kiss when he peaks out at her, and can?t help but giggle when he hid his head and rolled over to her side of the bed. She slid in beside him, her wet hair splayed out behind her on his pillow. She rests her hand on his back, gently rubbing tiny circles into the small of his back. She watches him intently, the whine had been cute but the flash of his boxers had been cuter. She stretches out, her feet sliding on the silky sheets beneath her. She had grown up used to cotton sheets so when he insisted on the silk and satin she was willing to go along with it. She was glad she did.


?Well if you want to lay in bed all day, we can do that too. I am sure it?ll be a lot more fun than a three hour carriage ride.?

Curling her fingers, she trails them from his back to his side, gently tickling. ?But you don?t want to miss out on all that free food, now would you??

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-09-22 14:15 EST
When her fingers went from his back to his side he of course lost it. He is very ticklish and began laughing, even the slight touch was enough to cause him to jump right out of the bed. That along with the mention of food.
Silky sheets falling from his body he was up and quickly to the dresser, pulling out a pair of black jeans and throwing them over his arm. Even a hop to it. His hazel eyes went right to her.

"Wellwatchawaitinforletsgo!" Said so fast that even he wasn't sure what he said but then he didn't care there was free food waiting for him.

Then the white button-down shirt was grabbed and thrown over his right arm, over the pants.
Then he was rushing to the bathroom, and for the sake of all readers will be left at that.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-09-23 09:40 EST
She cants her head slightly and laughs as she watches the whirling dirvish that is her fiancee. Sliding out of the bed, she walks over to her closet and begins to pull out an outfit for the day. She picks out a pair of jeans and the purple halter top that Dean so loved to see her in.

Tossing the outfit on the bed, she made her way back to the closet. Her main suitcase and garment bag had been packed days ago. The case with her knives, already by the front door, waiting. She just needed a few items from the bathroom to complete her toilette. With the shower running, she slips inside the bathroom.

Having to wave her hand before her face to clear the steam, she turns towards the sink and looks in the mirror. She watches his shape through the opaque shower door as she gathers her brush, deodorant and even a bar of facial soap.

"Whew, kinda hot in here.. " She chuckles as she makes her way back into the bedroom. She quickly disrobes and begins getting dressed in the outfit she'd laid out earlier.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-09-24 09:17 EST
It wasn't long before he emerged from the bathroom in nothing but a towel. He had forgotten his boxers. He made his way over to the dresser once again, pulling out a pair of black and orange boxers. Getting his favorite colors here yet? However his hazel eyes were looking in the mirror at the petal getting dressed.

Boxers tossed on the dresser he readied himself to pounce.
A gleam in his eye, as he watched the unsuspecting little petal. Did they have time for such games? No, but he wasn't about to let that stop him.

He took once step back, hoping she didn't notice. Then slowly...very slowly he turned, straight face applied. So that if she noticed him she might think he was just casually walking back to the bathroom.

Another slow step....

RosieODel

Date: 2006-09-24 09:36 EST
She heard the shower go off and watched as he came out of the bathroom. She smiles briefly as he passes her and she continues on with what she was doing.

As he steps closer she bends over to pick up the jeans that had fallen to the floor. Catching a glimpse of him from the corner of her eye, she knew that grin. She stands back up and plucks a dustbunny from her leg of her jeans. "Sadie's going to have o dust in here while we're gone." She muses to herself.

She's ready for the pounce, but doesn't let on.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-09-25 14:17 EST
(Warning, towel offage! Dean Nakedness! You have been warned.)







Watching every little move she made, those hazel eyes did not look away not even for a second. Slowly a grin crept on his lips, cause he just couldn't contain himself any longer.
And when she dropped those jeans he found his chance. A moment to admire her. He took a few more steps, very, very, very slowly.
Then he took off, of course it was only a couple of feet but still he leapt after her.

The towel did not follow, it fell to the floor in a crumpled pile..... Of course he didn't care not like she hadn't seen him naked dozens of times, so right for her he went. Arms outstreched to grab her, and most likely tickle her if he got her.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-09-25 15:13 EST
She sees the leap, crouches low and watches as he flies over and lands on the bed. Quickly she scrambles up onto the bed and tackles him, hands outstretched for the ticklefest that is about to commence!

"Gotcha!!" She giggles as she straddles him, just in her undergarments.

Just about that time there is a knock to the door and a familiar little creak as it opens. She dives under the covers with a squeal.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-09-25 16:33 EST
He missed?!
Landing on the bed with a plop he isn't prepared for the tackler to be the one tackled! And then he is tickled as well...
He is defenseless against being tickled and she knew that!
Laughing he attempts to get her hands away from him, batting at them playfully.

"Rosie! No! Stop!" Laughing between words and then she is ontop of him?

"Now that is what I'm talking about." He growls playfully at her, arms wrapping around her little waist and pulling her in for a kiss just as the door is knocked on and opened.
He watches her as she ducks and covers, and is quick to follow. Throwing the covers up and over both their heads.

"Shhhh! Maybe they will go away.." He laughs as he sits under the silky tent with her.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-09-25 17:06 EST
She giggles as he dives under the covers and pulls them up over their heads. "We could hope!" She whispers conspiratorily.

Naked Dean under the blankies, oh heck yea! She crawls into his lap and wraps her arms around his waist. A wicked grin on her face and a definite gleam in her eyes she gently moves her fingers up and down his sides, brushing those ticklish spots with the most feather soft touches she can muster.

Gage Reynolds

Date: 2006-09-25 18:05 EST
Gage was awake, had been since he heard the shower in the other room.
Which was sure to mean that Rosie was awake and would soon be waking Dean as well.
He sits at the table, cup of joe held by his slender fingers. A slight tilt of his head to the window as the carriage pulls up.
He raises from the chair, the little black coffee cup is set down on the table as he walks out.
Long legs and heavy steps carry him just outside their door. In his mind he believes that they must be up and dressed by now. It has been at least an hour since he heard Rosie rustling inside the room.
Not one to listen and wait he knocks on the door. No answer, and then he
hears voices. Well surely they are up and ready, getting last bits of packing done and whatnot.
So his slender fingers wrap around the door knob and the door creaks open. Once open he was just in time to see Dean's naked butt dash under the covers.
Dear goddess, he did not just see that.
Lips give in to a downward curl. He did not wish to see that much of his dear friend.
He pauses at the door and pulls it open just enough so that his voice will carry into the room.

"Oh man! Dean put some clothes on dude! The carriage is here!" He peeks in just enough to see two heads holding up the black satin sheets. A shake of his head. What those two were doing was not something he cared to find out, or for heaven's sake see.
Those slender fingers pull on the door to close and he quickly dashes back to the kitchen. Ready to erase what he had just seen with glasses of coffee and the morning paper.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-09-25 18:52 EST
He had no doubt it would be Gage that would come through that door. He tries not to laugh as her fingers move up and down his sides. And Gage is still there, he was about to yell at him to go away when he heard him.


"Carriage! Crap!" He kissed Rosie on the cheek and jumped up out of the bed, Gage thankfully already gone. He scrambled to pull his jeans on then his shirt. He grabbed his one suitcase that guess what..wasn't packed. I mean really, this is Dean.
So he starts throwing random clothes in. The carriage wouldn't wait forever.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-09-26 07:48 EST
There's never a dull moment, that's for certain, when it comes to living with one Dean Ryan Santiago. The man is a dynamo of energy! She laughs as she springs out of the bed and begins to dress himself.

She, as previously stated, has been packed for days. So she slides out of the bed at a leisurely pace and begins straightening the sheets and making the bed. Once that is nice and tidy, she sits on the end of the bed and pulls her jeans on. She has to lay back on the bed to get them buttoned and zipped up."Uh, Dean, can you grab me the sweats out of the closet, these are a bit too tight."

While not out and out showing, her belly had thickened a bit around the waist. She popped the fly on the jeans and pulled them off, folded them and set them aside with a sigh. "It's official, I'm getting fat." She looks up at Dean, her hand rested on her stomach.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-09-26 08:14 EST
After finally throwing what he thought he needed in his suitcase, he closed it up and set it on the floor. Turning to see her laying on the bed and having difficulties. He had to grin, of course he wouldn't laugh that could get him slapped. He knew better then to say anything when a girl is having trouble pulling on her pants. So like the good boy he was he went to the dresser and pulled out the sweats, he had taken them out of the closet a few weeks ago awaiting this moment, he made his way over to the bed.

But he kept the sweats behind his back as he knelt down infront of her. Dropping them to the floor as both his hands went to her stomach, he gently caressed it. He kept his mouth shut, but the proud smile was ever present. His hands moved to her sides as he brought his face to her, kissing that stomach a few dozen times.

Then he was up, grabbing the pants and setting them on the bed next to her as he gathered up the suitcases, her's and his and took them out the bedroom door.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-09-26 08:24 EST
What happened next came as a complete surprise to her. She cradled his head in her hands, her fingers gently smoothing out his tangled mane of hair. And then, with the kisses to her stomach, the tears sprang forth.

How lucky was she to have such a sweet, wonderful man in her life? She takes a breath in and slowly exhales it. A tear lands on his head before he sets back on his heels and hands the sweat pants to her. She smiles and cants her head slightly, wiping the tears away. "Thank you, m'love."

As he made his way out of the bedroom she quickly slid the much more comfortable sweats on. She abandoned the idea of the halter top and went to the closet and pulled out the matching sweater to the pants. Then out into the hall and living room she goes.

"Ready when you are, m'love."

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-09-28 16:59 EST
He grabbed up the suitcases and carried them on out to the carriage. Throwing them inside, opposite of where they were to sit.
Back to the house for the second load, well Rosie's third bag anyway, grabbed that one and placed it in the carriage as well.
He took in a deep breath, this was going to be a long trip.

"After you, Petal." He waited for her to get in, offering a hand just incase she needed it, the other hand waved towards Gage who was looking out the window and waving to them.

Two things were on his mind at this moment, one:he would have Rosie all to himself for hours inside the carriage, getting in much needed snuggle time. And two:Food was waiting for him! Let's get this show on the road!

RosieODel

Date: 2006-09-28 18:12 EST
She snags her case of knives from beside the door and walks out to the carriage behind Dean. Taking his hand, she climbs up and into the carriage and sits on the soft upholstered seat. She gently lays the knife case at her feet. To a chef, their knives are their livelihoods.

She settles back into the carriage and waves goodbye to Gage. She runs her hand along the back of the plush seat and scoots over, waiting for Dean.

"I do hope that he holds down the fort..." She smiles and waves to Gage one more time.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-09-29 09:32 EST
One more wave for Gage and he was inside the carriage next to Rosie, wrapping a tattooed arm around her and giving her a light squeeze.

"He will be just fine, don't worry. Remember this weekend is all about you, so no worries." He kisses the top of her head and even gives her a reassuring smile.

Once they were settled inside, everything seemed in place he pounded on the side of the carriage, letting the driver know they were ready to go.
The carriage jerked with a start as they were on their way and the sound of the horses hoves could be heard. Soon they were at a slow gallop.

He pulled her closer to him, resting his head on hers and looked out the window.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-09-30 03:37 EST
Looking out the window as they travelled on, she watches as the houses become further apart and more of the countryside comes into view. The day had been a beautiful one, so that made travelling a lot easier.

She snugs against him, her head curled under his chin. They rode in silence for a long while, just enjoying being together. The moments that they could share alone had been way too few and far between.

For a while she had thought she was hearing another set or sets of horses hooves on the road. As the trio of riders came up along side of the carriage, she knew there was going to be trouble. They passed by, leering into the carriage.

The carriage makes a sudden veer to the right, then to the left. A loud horses' neigh is heard and a single gunshot. The carriage suddenly comes to a screeching halt, sending Rosie tumbling onto the seat across from her.

"What on earth is going on out there?" She cries out as she sits up, rubbing her head.

The carriage door opens up and one of the trio points a pistol inside. "Empty yer pockets, mates and there'll be nary eny trouble fer ye!"

RosieODel

Date: 2006-10-03 07:38 EST
Highway robbery, where she came from, wasn't a common thing. But when it did occur it seemed the highwaymen had a certain code that they went by. They were mostly curteous and only took what they could carry in their saddlebags and would be on their way. These robbers were no different.

Looking to Dean, her emerald eyes beg him not to do anything rash. She's never been threatened in his presence before and she's not sure how he's going to react. Quickly and quietly, she removes her pouch from her pocket and tosses it towards the door of the carriage. She hopes that Dean does the same.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-10-08 09:30 EST
His eyes had been closed as these riders passed by the window, though when there was a gunshot his eyes popped right open, just in time for the carriage to come to a screeching hault and Rosie being thrown to the other side. He quickly reached over and grabbed her hand.

"Are you alri..." His words are stopped when there was a man that opened the carraige door.
A slow glance towards the man, and to the gun barrel in his face at that. His eyes gaze around them both to see the other two men up on there horses behind him.
Being a calm and gentle man, first thought is to give the men what they want. Why cause more trouble..

However they have caught him at a rare moment in his life. The woman he is to marry, who is carrying his child is seated within this carriage. This carriage that this fool had the audacity to point a loaded weapon into.

Had he been alone, yes he would give in. But he wasn't alone...
He watched silently as Rosie threw down her money, he saw the look in her eyes. But he had to protect them.

He gauged the chance of getting shot, well if he did he would take all three down with him before they had a notion of touching a hair on Rosie. This he was sure of.
Luckily the other two men were stupid enough to let this first one be the gunman, and the only one it would seem. Thank the gods for that.

With a deep sigh, he emptied his pockets throwing it down infront of the man. He couldn't risk it for Rosie's sake, and the baby.
For now he kept his mouth shut, and held Rosie's hand tightly within his own, giving her a reassuring squeeze.

He took a good mental note of what these men looked like, he would find them after all this.
And next time he would be alone.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-10-08 12:29 EST
The gunman lifted the pouches and grins. "Rich folks, aint ya? Thank you very much for you kind and generous donation!" He snickers and steps back, away from the carriage and slams the door. With a few more gunshots into the air, the trio of robbers takes off in a cloud of dust and horse's hooves.

Rosie was watching Dean's face and it truly frightened her. She'd never seen him so angry. He seemed to have a look in his eyes that, to her, screamed of bloodlust. Her Dean, sweet, gentle, kind Dean, with bloodlust in his eyes? She crawls over to him and sighs with relief once the robber is gone. "I think they're gone. We might want to check on the driver. Make sure he's alright."

She opens the door to the carriage and slides out on her rump. When her feet hit the road, she turns and pulls the step out from under the carriage for Dean. Making her way to the front of her carriage, she spies the driver, slumped over. Climbing up and into the driver's seat she makes a quick assessment of the driver. He had taken a bullet to his shoulder and had passed out. He was otherwise alright.

"Dean, can you manage a team of horses for a while? I think our friend here is going to be out for a while."

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-10-10 09:02 EST
He watches quietly as they leave.
Before she could get out of the carriage he gave her a death grip of a hug, he held her close kissing the top of her head. It was for many things, the thought of them hurting her, and possibly even the small inkling he had that perhaps she saw the darker side of him for but a moment. It was long gone, buried deep within himself once again.
I believe every man has it within them when certain circumstances let it be shown out in the world.

As she climbed out of the carriage he was quick to follow, looking side to side, making sure the robbers were really gone.
He made his way over to the driver's seat, watching as Rosie checked on the man.

"They took them..." He waves his hand to the front of the driver's seat where there was once the horses. He can't help but let out a small chuckle, this was after all. Their luck.
He pondered for a moment, to carry the man to help? They just had to be in the middle of nowhere.

"Well I can take care of the bullet, but he won't wake up for a while. So either I carry him or we lay him in the carriage and go get help. Or we wait, for someone to pass by. Which that might be best."

He took one more look around, trees as far as the eye could see. Surely someone would pass by if they waited.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-10-10 22:20 EST
She looks down from the driver's seat at Dean. She frowns and follows as his hand sweeps towards where the horses were. Well how could she have missed that tiny but important fact? She looks back to Dean with a sheepish grin.

Climbing down so Dean could get up there with the driver she steps off of the road and stands slightly inside the cover of the bushes. "Whatever you think is best, I'm sure is the right thing to..."

Her voice trails off and there's utter silence. No scuffling noises, nothing. She had taken one step too far backwards and fell backwards, arms pinwheeling, into the creek behind her.

SPLASH!! She squeals and laughs, rising up from the water.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-10-12 15:57 EST
He had climbed up next to the driver, looking over the wound when he heard the splash.
Hazel eyes turn towards the commotion and he can't help but chuckle softly. Their child was going to be an accident waiting to happen. His bad luck and her clumsiness..And so ok he is clumsy as well.
"Having fun down there?" He grinned down at her, peering over the bush. He turned his attention back to the man, hoisting him up and over his shoulder.

Down off the carriage he made his way to the carriage door, at least it had been left open.
He placed the man just inside the door, letting him lie on the floor of it. So that way he could sprawl out without problems.
With Rosie playing in the water this gave Dean time to heal the man's wound.

He took in a deep breath, exhaled slowly and placed his hand over the bullet hole. It went straight through, that was a good thing.
It didn't take long for the wound to slowly close up, though it would be sore for days.
He brushed his forehead with his free hand to wipe the sweat away.
The man would be sleeping for quite a bit, so Dean pushed back from the carriage and took in a deep breath of the cool fresh air.
Healing can knock the wind out of you.
Resting back against the carriage he closed his hazel eyes to rest for a moment. He might just be joining her in the water here soon if Rosie stayed put.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-10-14 08:49 EST
The sweats were a detriment to the fun she was having in the water, so she first removes the pants and throws them onto a bush nearby. Next came the shirt, and it too landed on that bush. She swam in her undergarments, just as comfortable as she could be.

She was floating on her back when she watched him climb down from the carriage with the driver on his shoulders. The sun splashed across her face as she grins up at Dean. She knew he had a sneaky way with his healing. He didn't like to be observed and he didn't want people to know he could heal people. So she didn't climb out of the creek to watch.

She finally grows tired of swimming alone and swims to, then crawls up the bank of the creek. She sits with her arms hugging her knees to her chest. "Baby, can you bring me that blanket? It's getting a little nippy out here."

She looks at the bush with her sweats on it. It'll be a while before they're dry.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-10-15 19:04 EST
He pushed off the carriage and turned heal towards the bush. The man was healed and safe within the carriage, and would be resting for a time, so why not take it easy and have a good time.

He pulled his black shirt over his head and tossed it on the drivers seat, next his socks and shoes came off and were thrown up there also. His baggy jeans, along with his wallet and chain, were placed on the bush for easy access.

Only him in his "Fluffy Killer Bunnies" boxers, and through the bush he went crashing. Desitination Rosie.
With his arms out wide, and a silly look on his face he went for her, splashing in the water all the while.

He growled at her playfully.

"Dean monster is back and hungry!" As he laughed.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-10-16 12:16 EST
She had been sitting with her face up, eyes closed, absorbing the sun's warmth. Her eyes flew open when she heard him come crashing through the bush. She couldn't help but laugh at the look on his face. The fuzzy killer bunny boxers got yet another laugh from her.

"Oh no, it's the dreaded Dean-Cookie Monster! Whatever shall I do?" She giggles as she rises from the beach and turns tail and begins to skip along the stones of the creek's bank.

"Help me help me!" She cries out with a laugh, "I'm being hunted by a monster"

She stops not far from where she had been sitting and turns on him suddenly. "Oh, but can the dread Monster Dean handle a tickle invasion?" She crouches and holds her hands out, elbows bent, fingers curved as claws and waggling. Emerald eyes sparkled with mischief.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-10-18 19:41 EST
He was indeed right behind her as she was up and skipping away? What..come on now the Dean monster attacks and so she skips. This causes him contort his face even more twisted, well as much as sweet old Dean could, though the laughing could just ruin it altogether.
But he did laugh, he couldn't help it. Both tattooed arms held out wide to get her.

The water was nice and refreshing after all of the days events, and to be here with his one and only girl, well that just made it all the better.
He sloshed through the water to get to her, until he saw her turn and that look, he knew that look all to well.

"No tickles!" He laughed and turned away from her, going back to the middle of the creek. Maybe if he submerged himself up to his chin she would give up and let him be. He watched her with a boyish grin on his face.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-10-19 12:22 EST
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" She wades into the water, trying to be right on his heels. His longer legs carried him quickly to the deeper water and she had to kick her feet up behind her and swim over to him.

When she reaches his position in the water, she grabs hold of his arm and pulls herself closer. Her arms wrap around his neck and she lifts her legs to wrap them around his waist.

"Well hello there stranger." She grins up at him, head canting slightly to the right. Leaning in, she nuzzles his chin softly before kissing his ear. "I could get used to this you know."

A quick kiss to his cheek and she lets him go, both arms and legs. She arches her back and goes headfirst under the water's surface. She swam a few feet away, then back over to him, still under the water. She grabs the bottom hem of his boxers and gives them a sharp tug.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-10-24 09:13 EST
He bent his knees to make sure nothing was on the surface of the water other then his eyes and nose and watched her carefully as she made her way to him. He was all ready for the tickle fest and was thankful when she did nothing but wrap her arms and legs around him.
Instinctively his own tattooed arms went around her waist and held her close.

"Hi there.." A grin for her and he rests his head closer to her lips to give her full advantage.

"Oh yeah?" He gives her a quick kiss to those lips that had just been placed on his ear.

As she went back in the water he let her go with ease, a light sigh escaped him as he tilts back and closes his eyes. Just taking in the sun and warm air.
Then a quick glance to the water, she sure was taking her time....
He felt that little tug and quickly both hands went to his boxers to hold them tight. Thankfully he had lightning reflexes!

"Whoa, we will have none of that!" As he attempts to keep them in place, not like she can stay underwater forever and of course he is laughing.

RosieODel

Date: 2006-10-26 17:29 EST
No, she couldn't stay underwater forever, as much as she'd like to sometimes. She loved the weighless, free feeling that you can only get when you are completely submerged.

She releases her grip on his boxers and swims past his legs once again. Swimming towards the surface of the water, she emerges behind him. "Boo!" She giggles and treads the water, slowly moving around to his front. She keeps a little bit of distance between them, her legs scissor kicking and her hands fanning under the water slowly.

"Hey big boy, catch me if you can!" With that she closes her legs and pushes down with her hands, popping her out of the water, onto her back. She kicks with her feet and is soon a few feet away.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-10-29 14:03 EST
He laughs as she jumps up behind him and gives him a bit of a scare, well ok she didn't scare him but he played along. Acting surprised and grabbing his chest, over his heart and falling into the water.

As she swims away he is ready to follow, but something catches his eyes.
Is that a face peering over the bush...
He jumps up out of the water, almost losing his boxers and grabs his pants, and pulls them on quickly.


"Rosie the driver is awake!" He rushes up to the man, thankful the man was up and about. His right arm wrapping around the man's shoulder.

"Are you feeling alright? Don't try to talk, let's go sit down." He ushers the man from the bush and towards the carriage to settle down. Then gently places him to sit on the floor of the carriage. A quick slide of the man's shirt to the side to check the healed wound. Dean gave the man a smile and a nod.

"You gave us a scare, you fell off the carriage. Good thing you weren't really hurt, just passed out. But you are ok now, just relax."


He was going to have to come up with a reason why the horses were missing...

RosieODel

Date: 2006-10-30 12:15 EST
She gave a yelp as she moved away, thinking he was coming for her. When he turned the other direction and peered into the bushes her gaze follows his. Her eyes widen and she ducks back down under the water. Swimming over to the bush where her sweats had finally dried, she climbs out of the water and into the concealing bushes once Dean has ushed the man towards the carriage. She slips the sun warmed sweats on, relishing the warmth of the fleece against her cooled skin.

Emerging from her hiding spot in the bushes, she approaches the carriage and stands beside the open door. Watching Dean at work, she folds her arms over her chest and leans against the wall of the carriage. The driver looked a bit wary and was holding his shoulder. Rosie actually winced when the driver looked to Dean, then back to his shoulder.

"Wha... what happened? Why's there blood on my shirt? And where's my horses?" The driver looked dazed and definitely confused.

"umm..." trying to think quick on her feet. Emerald eyes look to Dean for help.

Dean Santiago

Date: 2006-10-31 12:42 EST
He looks from the driver to Rosie and then back. Taking a lean on the carriage and folding his arms, to lie he would have to get in the mindset. He was a horrible liar.

"Well you fell off the carriage after getting hit by that branch hanging over there.." He stops a moment to point out the low hanging branch. "And then when you fell off, the horses got loose and ran for it, see the hoofprints leading away?" He points to the ground as well.

"But luckily my girl here had a healing potion in her bag just incase during the trip I had one of my many "accidents" of walking into a wall...." He just grins and nods. Agree Rosie..agree...

RosieODel

Date: 2006-10-31 20:20 EST
She listens as Dean spins the tale. It was definitely a plausible one and it definitely could have happened that way. It was hilarious that he would say she had a healing potion in her purse. There wasn't a magical bone in her tiny body and it took all that she had not to laugh.

Taking turns glancing up at the sky, to the treeline, to the ground, at Dean and then the driver. The driver gave Dean an unbelieving look, then turns to look to Rosie. She nods her head quickly."Yes, that's exactly what happened!"

Looking back to Dean, there's laughter in her eyes, even if she doesn't utter a single laugh. "So, can you help us get home, sir?"