Delaney and Kurt Smith's Room
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Del and Kurt's Room1 - First awakenings
A black rod iron canopy bed sits against the wall. Various papers and things lay strewn about the desk on which a wedding photo sits in a silver frame. More papers are laid out atop the large square coffee table. Several pictures of the family are hung on the walls as well as a barrage of Native American artifacts.
There also now sits a baby crib in the corner, surrounded by a changing table and various toys.
Del supported Kurt against her shoulder as she brought him into the room. She didn't bother turning on the lights but did kick a stroller out of their way to gently let Kurt sit down on the bed. "I'm going to go get Kari and pick up Waya and the boys, Sue is probably about ready to pull her hair out. Are you going to be ok till I get back?"
"I'll be fine, just let me get some sleep hon...it's been a long day."
Kurt explained and to justify it, added a yawn at the end of his statement
"I'll go deal with shit downstairs and just let you sleep then."
Del said leaning in and giving him a quick kiss before departing.
Roughly half an hour later
Del returned with Waya asleep in her arms. She deposited the diaper bag (which was a fancy name for a leather backpack) in one of the chairs and gently laid Waya against the crook of Kurt's arm. She was forced to kick a stuffed tiger out of her way as she went to the closet. The new arrival would need clothes and diapers so Del began making an assessment of the unisex newborn clothes and things they had left over from Waya's swaddling days.
As the baby was propped up against the crook of his arm,
Kurt woke slowly. He yawned and looked out into the darkness. "Del? What are you doin?" He asked her, keeping his voice down so he didn't wake the baby
"I'm getting out Waya's old infant clothes for the Gigage-Sawu." Kurt had been around
Del long enough to know that she sometimes lapsed into her mother's mother tongue when referring to babies. She meant the Red One and therefor the new baby downstairs in the hospital. "I think Will has grown attached to him."
"That's nice..."
Kurt said sleepily, topping it off with a yawn
"Just mind her."
Del said folding some clothes into a box for Will. "I'm going to take a shower and take this stuff to Will, then I'll be back. You want me to tell Summers that we want a week off?"
"I'd say we deserve it after all this. Hell, I might just
suggest it to him anyway."
Kurt grinned softly, "If I can get passed Emma's defenses."
del smiled at Kurt and didn't bother reminding him what happened last time he went up against some of Emma's mental barriers. "Get some sleep, I'll take care of Summers after I shower."
"We all deserve some time off after this crap."
Kurt told her softly. "I'll se you later."
Del stopped to give Kurt a kiss before wishing him sweet dreams and slipping off to wash off the desert dust that she'd not had a chance to get rid of before the whole Genocia thing. After the water (as hot as she could stand) had done it's job she didn't bother drying her hair before slipping into some clothes. She snatched up the bag of baby-things and proceeded to sniff out Will, leaving Kurt and Waya to sleep.
Kurt curled the little bundle of joy under his arm as he slept, holding her closely, but gently, even in an unconscious state
The knocking came rather urgent, though the lack of breaths or any real noise outside the door made it clear that
Mort was the one asking for entrance. He hoped he didn't wake the baby... but still, this was urgent.
The sounds of Waya crying shortly followed Mort's knock. She'd been teething for the last few days and this had greatly interrupted her sleeping habits.
Kurt groaned and picked up his little girl. He walked to the dresser and grabbed the teething gel, rubbing some on his finger and then giving her gums a quick coat with a smile. "There we go honey. Now let's see what the problem is that we had to be woken up, hmm?" He approached the door, but before he got there he responded to the insistent knocking. "You knock on that door one more time, Mort, it'll be the last thing you do." He opened the door, offered a somewhat cheery smile and looked at him. "What?"
"Mr Smith, if you could actually do that, I would want you to do that in an instant. But Mrs Smith wants you in
Joss Miller's room right away. Something has happened there, and I think she wants your help."
Mort was staring straight into Kurt's eyes with his little beady sparks.
Kurt sighed and turned back around. "Why can't she just call the headmistress, like a normal person in trouble? Hang on, I've gotta get the diaper bag." He told Mort and headed back into the room to grab it and a shirt.
"She trusts you more"
Mort said with a small shrug "I think she wants you to scan for Joss in the surrounding area as well, he's vanished from his room."
Emma, we've got a problem. Kurt told her telepathically
, he hated going behind his wife's back, but a student was missing. She would have to be informed eventually anyway. He put a shirt on and grabbed the bag, then met Mort back at the door. "Lead the way, kid."
"Right... this way" Mort said, moving back towards the room he had been spying at so few minutes ago. This felt strange, he was more than a little lost on what to do.
Stumble!