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[quinn_pro_quo]

"Haven't you had an ultrasound lately? I need a picture!... can you come visit soon?...Ugh, fine. Maybe we can figure something out. I don't know..." Quinn is sitting in Franky's dining room with her bare feet up on the table, because she has no manners and is talking to her pregnant sister. Pregnant! Who would have ever pegged her as a girl who could handle that, huh? Let alone want it. She has no idea how she's going to manage to be an aunt, either.

She listens for a moment and then decides they've spent enough time on the phone, "Okay. Well, let me know if you need anything and give me any details. I need to know when to show up. I'll tell him. Bye."

She hangs up and slides the phone onto the table, leaning back in the chair precariously and propping her hands up behind her head. She sighs softly. It's been tiring lately. She just got done with a job and she always calls Darcy right after one, though she doesn't tell her that's the reason she's calling. She doesn't need to worry the poor woman. She's already neurotic enough as is.

"Franky! Darce and Ford say hi," she calls to him, not knowing where he is at the moment.

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[crackedpuzzle]

Both of them working now, both in the field with increasing workloads, they know to make the most of the free time they get.

After their shared mission, Francis has a tendency to worry. He knows how impulsive she can be, that she had an outright knack of getting herself into trouble. But he also knows that he has to trust her and her judgment. She's not a child. And, even the most capable person can get hurt. He knows.

"How are the parents to be?" He replies, coming out from the study where he has just been finishing writing up a report from the last job.

He does of course speak to Ford regularly, and even if the tall man is more open and forthcoming towards Francis than anyone, it's still sometimes like dragging answers out of a brick wall. The eldest sister Schumacher was often easier to deal with.

The married couple had passed the halfway mark of the pregnancy by now. It never ceased to amaze Francis that his old friend was going to become a father. And, no matter what Ford himself thought about it, Francis was sure that his friend would make an excellent father, just as Darcy would me a fabulous mother.

[quinn_pro_quo]

She tilts back in the chair even more as he enters from the other room. "Darcy is feeling good right now. No idea how he is though. She doesn't always give a lot of details on his moods but I'm not sure she even knows what hes feeling." Quinn doesn't really keep her feelings hidden in front of close friends and family but she does know that not everyone is that way.

For example, after the situation they went through with a job, she's her. Noticing the mood in her serious boyfriend. He is always side-eyeing her like hes waiting for something bad to happen. She goes about her business as usual. Close calls don't actually bother her, she has come to realize. Sure, at the moment they are terrible but after, once she's survived she feels almost relieved. Another knotch on her belt.

"What are you doing?" She asks, foregoing the real question of wondering if hes okay.

[crackedpuzzle]

"Just sent in a report," he said, walking over to press a fond kiss to her forehead. He'll probably never stop worrying, never stop being tense when he knows she's out working. He loved and and wanted her safe; of course he'd worry when she risked her life. And that shared mission, it had come close, close enough that he'd had to kill, something that could still make him cringe. Still, it was what it was. It was the life they had chosen, and he had no right to ask her to chose something different. Especially not when he did the same thing, himself.

"So I've been thinking..." He started and sat down beside her. "We're making the trip out to see them when the baby arrives, right? But re we going to visit anything before then?"

[quinn_pro_quo]

She shut her eyes when he kissed her forehead and then instead of keeping her feet on the table, she draped them across his lap when he sat down. She was glad that he was working, because even if it was straining, she knew that the best way was to keep going. He always showed that kind of strength.

"We have to be out there before the baby shows up," she said, "I want to be at the hospital when it's happening." She had every intention on never missing another thing ever again. She spent too long locked up in a group home and psych ward for her to ever miss another damned moment in her life.

"Other than that, I have no idea what the plan was," she said. She figured they'd go out there, but was he suggesting a vacation?

[crackedpuzzle]

"We haven't checked the place out yet," he stated, setting his hands on one of her feet to slowly knead his thumbs over the sole. "Maybe we should make a weekend out of it? Unless you've got work lines up? My schedule is blessedly clear at the moment." And if it hadn't been, he probably could have cleared it.

[quinn_pro_quo]

"I haven't heard anything new," she replied, trying to think if there was anything that would be going on. Even if there was, the team could probably do without her and she was still in the boss' good graces and she could always get the time off if needed, especially for this.

"We could make a weekend out of it. I think that could be well deserved," she wiggled her toes at him. "Should we just go to Arizona or make a stop on the way?"

[crackedpuzzle]

"We could make a stop," he mused, pinching one of her wriggling toes playfully before resuming the spontaneous foot massage. "Got anything in mind?" Not that he minded road-tripping for road-tripping's sake. They had more or less started that way, after all.

[quinn_pro_quo]

She flinched at the pinching of her toes and squirmed but gave up because he went back to the massaging. Smiling, she slouched comfortably in the chair and put on her thinking face.

"There's a lot of space between us and Arizona," she mused, "there's essentially everywhere. Who has the best food? Or music? We could detour in Las Vegas?" Which was further than Arizona but they could make it work. "What are your ideas?