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Phoebe Halliwell ([personal profile] sensethevisions) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-04-16 07:51 pm

Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Night

Phoebe was relaxing in the fifth floor common room. Amazingly, she was kidlet free for the moment. Pandora had gone with Anders and Artemis, and Samantha had gone off with Cole and his flock. So, she was alone.

Alone.

Time to herself.

And missing her girls.

Yeah, she was attached.

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey Phoebe," Jim smiled. Something about the little girl on his shoulders seemed to be mellowing him out. "I guess you've already met?"

"Auntie Beebs!"

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"She's - oof, okay, down, I got it," Jim chuckled when Maggie stretched over his head towards Phoebe for a hug.

[identity profile] littlesensitive.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hiya!" Maggie said happily, wrapping her arms around Auntie Beebs' neck and planting a sweet kiss on her cheek. "Daddy's makin' me a snack!"

[identity profile] littlesensitive.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hiii!" Maggie beamed broadly and tried to wriggle out of her daddy's grasp to play with her cousins. Jim reluctantly let her down.

[identity profile] athletic-witch.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Pandora looked up at Jim solemnly.

"It's okay, Uncle Jim. I'll look out for maggie, just like always."

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uh, thanks." Jim rubbed the back of his neck as he looked down at the girl he had never seen before, but clearly knew him. Uncle?

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"These ones are yours? Then I guess . . . I guess we keep in touch." A small smile appeared on his face. "When I'm apparently the bestest pleeceman ever."

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Of course." Jim was twitching to scoop his daughter up and play with her himself.

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"No!" Jim said quickly. "I mean, no, she should be playing with other kids, right?"

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes," he told her seriously.

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Jim frowned, worried, put his hand on her back. "You aren't going to . . ."

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry," Jim said quietly.

[identity profile] sensitivejim.livejournal.com 2007-04-17 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Jim ducked his head. "I know what you mean."