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Lacy hadn’t expected anyone on her doorstep at four in the morning. Naturally, she reached for the pistol she kept at her bedside and cautiously approached the door.
She hadn’t anticipated seeing Pixie on her doorstep, Honey held in her arms and soaked from the rain. Her face grew alarmed at the firearm, but Lacy quickly tossed it aside after locking the safety.
“Pixie!” She yelped, ushering the shocked woman inside, “Get in, you’ll catch cold.”
She still didn’t speak, though Lacy wouldn’t pry. She gently wiped away the makeup running down Pixie’s cheeks, brushing her choppy bangs out of her face with the back of her hand. Honey rested contentedly in her arms still, the infant looking up at Lacy curiously.
“I…didn’t know where to go,” Pixie finally blurted out.
“‘S okay, just didn’t expect you at this kinda hour. Reds’ve been on my ass so ‘m cautious. You’re both always welcome here and you know it, Sweetheart,” She finished cleaning up the both of them from the worst of the mess, and reached for a large spare blanket to wrap Pixie in.
When she held out her arms for Honey, Pixie seemed locked and frozen.
Lacy rubbed her shoulder soothingly, “‘S alright, Pix. I’ve got her, you go sit ‘n warm up.”
She seemed to understand then, and shakily lowered her daughter into Lacy’s arms. She walked on stiff legs to Lacy’s bed, tugging the blanket closer around herself and wiping at her face.
Lacy wrapped a smaller blanket around Honey, patting her dry as best she could with the position. She gently bounced the infant in her arms, surprisingly calm given everything.
“I’m—Matteo happened. Tired.”
Oh.
“Don’t worry, I get it. You need anything? Meds, first aid, vice?”
Pixie shook her head numbly.
“Do you wanna talk about it?”
She paused this time, though shook her head again after a few beats.
Lacy nodded in understanding before gesturing to the rack of clothes beside Pixie, “You’ve got spare clothes on the rack, change outta your wets and get some rest, ‘kay? Shower’s free, too. And I’ll do the same for little lady here.”
“Lace, you don’t have to. I can—“
“No,” Lacy interrupted her as Pixie tried to deflect, “I’ve got her Pix, I promise. Please, take care’a yourself for a minute, she aint goin’ nowhere.”
Pixie sat for a few seconds longer, before she nodded and gathered a pair of pajamas, definitely grabbing one of Lacy’s spare shirts instead of her own before she walked into the bathroom and Lacy heard the water start to run.
Lacy sighed, looking down at Honey with a wide grin, “What’re we gonna do about you now, huh Bub?”
She briefly cooed at and bounced Honey, smiling wider at the adorable giggles and toothless smiles she earned for her efforts. She searched for new clothes for the baby to wear, finding a soft sleeper that had been folded up with a basket of toys.
With new clothes in place, Lacy tossed the soaked ones into a pile to be washed later and she cuddled Honey close to her chest to comfort her. As she did, Pixie stepped out of the bathroom, fidgeting with her prosthetic.
“I’m proud of you,” Lacy said to her gently, and didn’t protest when Pixie wrapped both her and Honey into a hug, chin rested on her shoulder.
“Thank you, thank you, Lace…”
“Always, Sweetheart,” She rubbed Pixie’s back and leaned up to gently kiss her temple, “Go get some sleep, your side of the bed is all freed up.”
Pixie nodded, and complied, sinking easily into the heavy quilts. Lacy smiled fondly when she instinctively reached for the plush puppy that laid between the pillows, hugging it to her chest.
She stayed up a while longer, listening to the sounds of her own humming to Honey to get her to rest, and Pixie’s even breath’s. Soon, the infant drifted off and Lacy felt comfortable to lie her down in the mesh crib, kissing her forehead as she slept soundly.
After shutting off the remaining lights, Lacy climbed into her bed next to Pixie. Immediately, arms were wrapped around her and tugging her closer as her companion slept peacefully. Lacy shuffled closer, kissing her forehead before tucking her head underneath her chin.
“I’ve got you, Pixie. You’re both safe with me. I love you.”