Family Relations (Part Twenty Six)
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Yes, I know how long it has been. I'm very very sorry!
Also, woo, We've finally gotten to the last chapter!
Pyro stretched as he checked on his things again. It was Friday, the last day he was here. Just had to get through this day, and he’d be fine. Knock on wood.
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Dinnerbone hurried around as he tried to organize everything they’d need for tomorrow morning. Or was that really just really late tonight? He knew in any case that he was going sleep after school and then probably just stay awake, if he could manage that.
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Lasairfhíona sat waiting at the airport terminal with Tom, waiting for Pádraig to return home. His flight had left at what she considered an obscenely early hour, and he was set to arrive before even breakfast.
Hm. Would he have even eaten yet?
“Ah, we should probably buy food for him, what with it being almost bricfeasta.1”
“Oh, right. I’ll go grab some, okay?”
Well, she was stuck in the damned wheelchair, so it wasn’t like she’d be going anywhere fast. It was the only way the rehab place had even agreed to let her come. She looked up him rather blandly. “Where do you think I’d be going, hm?”
Tom grinned before answering. “Knowing you, anywhere you’d want to go!”
She snickered as he walked off to go grab some breakfast for the (eventual) three of them.
Flight 782 from Heathrow is arriving at Gate 19 now. Disembarking will begin shortly.
Aha! He’d be here soon! She’d have clapped, but that was still a bit of a tricky proposition.
Tom arrived back right quick with the food.
“You heard the announcement, I assume?”
“Of course! How could I not, you parked me under the speaker!”
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Tom watched as the people disembarked from the plane. Knowing their luck, Paul would have ended up at the back of the plane.
He shook his head slightly as a small group passed. He could have sworn he recognized one of them, that he’d seen the man before. But that wasn’t possible, was it?
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lasairfhíona notice the same person that he had, and she looked almost…annoyed? He might have to ask about that when they got home, then. Well. If then…he might not like the answer. He was finding there were a lot of things he might not like the answers to, however, so.
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“So, Paul, we’ll be taking your mother back to the rehab hospital and then be heading home.”
Ah, damn. If he wanted to talk to her about her spotter having watched him, he’d have to do it in the car. Oh. And that meant he might be explaining what the hell that was about to da, then. Hmmmm.
He shrugged slightly and helped push the wheelchair out to the car. The dissembling took a fair bit of time, mostly because they had to now figure out how to get it in the boot2 rather than in the back seat, seeing as there were now three people rather than just two. Before long, they got everything settled and started on their way.
“Ah, mamaí?”
“Ah, yes Pádraig, what is it?”
He fidgeted slightly.
“England was interesting…”
“…yes…and…?”
“I saw someone I’ve seen before, from here. Someone you know.”
His mother stared straight ahead for a long moment before answering.
“You probably did so, yes.”
“Was…was I not supposed to see him?”
“No, no you were not.”
“Ahem, what exactly are we talking about here?”
Both Pyro and Lasairfhíona winced when Tom asked that question.
“Ah…”
“No, let me.” Lasairfhíona cut in before Pyro could finish his statement.
“I obviously couldn’t keep an eye on Pádraig on my own, and your brother would call you first, and then anything would make its way to me...so.” She sucked on her teeth for a moment before continuing.
“Do you remember when we met? The…young man…that I entered the bar with, I mean?”
“Vaguely, yes. Wasn’t he…” Tom became very interested in the road suddenly.
“Wasn’t he…what?” She asked, sounding slightly dangerous.
“Wasn’t he the one that was…sorry. The one you had in the other room after you sent me the letter about…”
She blinked at him slowly.
“Yes actually. Did you…?”
“Not…exactly. I had a friend waiting downstairs if in case I didn’t…return.”
“Oh.” She shook her head slightly to clear it.
“Ah, well, yes, him. In any case, yes. He… as Pádraig can tell you, he was watching over our son for me.”
Pyro visible relaxed at hearing that the man was there at his mother’s behalf.
“Ah, what is it, Pádraig? Oh, you didn’t think that, did you‽”
“He didn’t think…what?” This was looking to be a horrible idea, ask questions where people can’t escape from!
“He…the man…let’s call him Brian, no I’m not sure if that’s his real name or not. He…we…we worked together. Before we two got together…don’t ask that, I can’t answer you that about after we met. We worked together. He…I called in for him, asked him to do me that favor. Pádraig...he...you thought that he was sent by...the people I use to work for, and that he still does work for...didn’t you?”
“Yes mamaí, that’s what I had been afraid of, but I couldn’t exactly ask you that over the phone , now could I?”
“I suppose not.”
“Okay, I’m not even going to ask why on that. Just...ok. Look, Baj has offered for us to come back out in a few weeks for the summer, all three of us. We agreed that it sounded like a plan, but wanted to hear what you though, Paul.”
“I...really like the idea, if we get to stay somewhere near Uncle Baj and my cousins.”
“Yes, we...or...rather you and your mother would be staying in the house next door, they go on vacation and have said that you can housesit instead of Baj, basically.”
“Where...where would you be, da?”
“On the local base. It’d be like here, actually. My liutenant says it would help solve the we need to rotate you out problem for a bit, actually.”
“Oh. Um, need to tell you something when we get home.” Lasairfhíona looked slightly concerned at this.
“Oh, no, it is fine mamaí; it is just about the base there.” She sighed, but didn’t push the issue.
Luckily for everyone involved, they got to the rehab hospital shortly thereafter.
“Get better soon, mamaí!”
“Be good, Pádraig!”
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Baj yawned. Tom had just called him to let him know that Paul had agreed to the plan of coming back out for the summer, and the boys were very excited to meet their uncle and aunt.
All in all, while it certainly could have gone better, this…interlude, so to speak, had gone pretty damn well.
He was mostly just happy to finally be able to conclude this chapter in his life, even if it did seem to be opening another one at the same time. At least that meant he’d get to see his brother again.
Notes, etc
1 Breakfast
2 The trunk of the car
Yes, I know how long it has been. I'm very very sorry!
Also, woo, We've finally gotten to the last chapter!
Pyro stretched as he checked on his things again. It was Friday, the last day he was here. Just had to get through this day, and he’d be fine. Knock on wood.
-----
Dinnerbone hurried around as he tried to organize everything they’d need for tomorrow morning. Or was that really just really late tonight? He knew in any case that he was going sleep after school and then probably just stay awake, if he could manage that.
-----
Lasairfhíona sat waiting at the airport terminal with Tom, waiting for Pádraig to return home. His flight had left at what she considered an obscenely early hour, and he was set to arrive before even breakfast.
Hm. Would he have even eaten yet?
“Ah, we should probably buy food for him, what with it being almost bricfeasta.1”
“Oh, right. I’ll go grab some, okay?”
Well, she was stuck in the damned wheelchair, so it wasn’t like she’d be going anywhere fast. It was the only way the rehab place had even agreed to let her come. She looked up him rather blandly. “Where do you think I’d be going, hm?”
Tom grinned before answering. “Knowing you, anywhere you’d want to go!”
She snickered as he walked off to go grab some breakfast for the (eventual) three of them.
Flight 782 from Heathrow is arriving at Gate 19 now. Disembarking will begin shortly.
Aha! He’d be here soon! She’d have clapped, but that was still a bit of a tricky proposition.
Tom arrived back right quick with the food.
“You heard the announcement, I assume?”
“Of course! How could I not, you parked me under the speaker!”
-----
Tom watched as the people disembarked from the plane. Knowing their luck, Paul would have ended up at the back of the plane.
He shook his head slightly as a small group passed. He could have sworn he recognized one of them, that he’d seen the man before. But that wasn’t possible, was it?
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lasairfhíona notice the same person that he had, and she looked almost…annoyed? He might have to ask about that when they got home, then. Well. If then…he might not like the answer. He was finding there were a lot of things he might not like the answers to, however, so.
-----
“So, Paul, we’ll be taking your mother back to the rehab hospital and then be heading home.”
Ah, damn. If he wanted to talk to her about her spotter having watched him, he’d have to do it in the car. Oh. And that meant he might be explaining what the hell that was about to da, then. Hmmmm.
He shrugged slightly and helped push the wheelchair out to the car. The dissembling took a fair bit of time, mostly because they had to now figure out how to get it in the boot2 rather than in the back seat, seeing as there were now three people rather than just two. Before long, they got everything settled and started on their way.
“Ah, mamaí?”
“Ah, yes Pádraig, what is it?”
He fidgeted slightly.
“England was interesting…”
“…yes…and…?”
“I saw someone I’ve seen before, from here. Someone you know.”
His mother stared straight ahead for a long moment before answering.
“You probably did so, yes.”
“Was…was I not supposed to see him?”
“No, no you were not.”
“Ahem, what exactly are we talking about here?”
Both Pyro and Lasairfhíona winced when Tom asked that question.
“Ah…”
“No, let me.” Lasairfhíona cut in before Pyro could finish his statement.
“I obviously couldn’t keep an eye on Pádraig on my own, and your brother would call you first, and then anything would make its way to me...so.” She sucked on her teeth for a moment before continuing.
“Do you remember when we met? The…young man…that I entered the bar with, I mean?”
“Vaguely, yes. Wasn’t he…” Tom became very interested in the road suddenly.
“Wasn’t he…what?” She asked, sounding slightly dangerous.
“Wasn’t he the one that was…sorry. The one you had in the other room after you sent me the letter about…”
She blinked at him slowly.
“Yes actually. Did you…?”
“Not…exactly. I had a friend waiting downstairs if in case I didn’t…return.”
“Oh.” She shook her head slightly to clear it.
“Ah, well, yes, him. In any case, yes. He… as Pádraig can tell you, he was watching over our son for me.”
Pyro visible relaxed at hearing that the man was there at his mother’s behalf.
“Ah, what is it, Pádraig? Oh, you didn’t think that, did you‽”
“He didn’t think…what?” This was looking to be a horrible idea, ask questions where people can’t escape from!
“He…the man…let’s call him Brian, no I’m not sure if that’s his real name or not. He…we…we worked together. Before we two got together…don’t ask that, I can’t answer you that about after we met. We worked together. He…I called in for him, asked him to do me that favor. Pádraig...he...you thought that he was sent by...the people I use to work for, and that he still does work for...didn’t you?”
“Yes mamaí, that’s what I had been afraid of, but I couldn’t exactly ask you that over the phone , now could I?”
“I suppose not.”
“Okay, I’m not even going to ask why on that. Just...ok. Look, Baj has offered for us to come back out in a few weeks for the summer, all three of us. We agreed that it sounded like a plan, but wanted to hear what you though, Paul.”
“I...really like the idea, if we get to stay somewhere near Uncle Baj and my cousins.”
“Yes, we...or...rather you and your mother would be staying in the house next door, they go on vacation and have said that you can housesit instead of Baj, basically.”
“Where...where would you be, da?”
“On the local base. It’d be like here, actually. My liutenant says it would help solve the we need to rotate you out problem for a bit, actually.”
“Oh. Um, need to tell you something when we get home.” Lasairfhíona looked slightly concerned at this.
“Oh, no, it is fine mamaí; it is just about the base there.” She sighed, but didn’t push the issue.
Luckily for everyone involved, they got to the rehab hospital shortly thereafter.
“Get better soon, mamaí!”
“Be good, Pádraig!”
-----
Baj yawned. Tom had just called him to let him know that Paul had agreed to the plan of coming back out for the summer, and the boys were very excited to meet their uncle and aunt.
All in all, while it certainly could have gone better, this…interlude, so to speak, had gone pretty damn well.
He was mostly just happy to finally be able to conclude this chapter in his life, even if it did seem to be opening another one at the same time. At least that meant he’d get to see his brother again.
Notes, etc
1 Breakfast
2 The trunk of the car
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