{"id":3917,"date":"2019-03-29T00:00:26","date_gmt":"2019-03-29T04:00:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3917"},"modified":"2019-03-28T08:07:14","modified_gmt":"2019-03-28T12:07:14","slug":"thirteen-05-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3917","title":{"rendered":"Thirteen – 05"},"content":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n

Thom\u2019s gaze settled on me for a few seconds after that. He swallowed hard, then shook his head and gulped down some more coffee. \u201cYou could\u2019ve woken me up, Mar.\u201d<\/p>\n

I choked on a laugh. \u201cAt the time, letting you sleep a little longer sounded like the smarter idea. It\u2019s not like there\u2019s anything we can do right now, y\u2019know? Not until we know more.\u201d<\/p>\n

He sighed but didn\u2019t argue with me. There must have been a part of him that realized how right I was about that, though I knew that he\u2019d have preferred to be able to give me moral support\u2014such as it was, anyway. I pressed a kiss to his cheek.<\/p>\n

\u201cI love you,\u201d I murmured. \u201cYou know that, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you didn\u2019t, you wouldn\u2019t work so damn hard to keep me out of trouble.\u201d The ghost of a smile curved his lips. I grinned.<\/p>\n

\u201cDead-on on that.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stole another kiss before letting him go back to his breakfast. It was only a few more minutes before we started to hear the sound of voices\u2014the ones Tala and I, at least, had been waiting for. Thom tensed slightly, looking up from his plate.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat sounds like Seamus.\u201d<\/p>\n

It did, and that sent a shiver creeping down my spine. Leinth had gone to talk to him, but I hadn\u2019t quite expected her to manage to get him out of bed, not the way J.T. had made his condition sound the last time we\u2019d talked about it. But then, Seamus had been a healer for a long time before his centuries with the Wild Hunt, and I had to trust he knew what he was doing.<\/p>\n

After all, there really wasn\u2019t much other choice.<\/p>\n

Thom nudged me gently. \u201cHere,\u201d he murmured, holding his arms out for Lin. \u201cGo on. I know you\u2019re worried.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m always worried,\u201d I whispered, pressing a kiss to his jaw and transferring our son from my arms to his. \u201cIt\u2019s just a question about what and who at any given moment.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, right now it\u2019s about Seamus.\u201d Thom smiled wryly. \u201cGo on. I know you\u2019ll be back in a minute.\u201d<\/p>\n

He was right about that.<\/p>\n

I pushed to my feet and headed toward the sound of their voices, uncertain of what kind of sight might greet me when I finally reached them. I hoped it was far better than I imagined it might be.<\/p>\n

Odds were good I\u2019d be wrong.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] Thom\u2019s gaze settled on me for a few seconds after that. He swallowed hard, then shook his head and gulped down some more coffee. \u201cYou could\u2019ve woken me up, Mar.\u201d I choked … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[299,317,14],"tags":[150,171,170,152,149,148,168,147,165,215,158,200,146],"class_list":["post-3917","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-7","category-chapter-13-book-7","category-story","tag-awakenings","tag-fantasy","tag-fiction","tag-marin-astoris","tag-original-fiction","tag-post-apocalyptic","tag-serial","tag-serial-fiction","tag-story","tag-tala-johanson","tag-thom-ambrose","tag-thomas-merlin-ambrose","tag-web-fiction"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1EBlN-11b","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3917","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3917"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3917\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3918,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3917\/revisions\/3918"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3917"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3917"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3917"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}