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Azrael sat rather quite than usual. He had a ton of things running through his mind.

Saoirse jumped at the mention of the soup and rushed off without answering her question. She spent a few minutes then rushed out with three bowls. Each steaming as she came through the bar. Placing the bowls on the table she rushed back to the kitchen and grabbed a few glasses and a pitcher of juice. Coming back to the table she sat. " It potato and broccoli soup. Just something simple and filling." She said to them feeling a bit better. " So what are your plans for the day?" She asked them.

Azrael looked to her and smiled. " We are going to move some furniture from my place to hers. Care to help?" He asked her not really know her answer but figured 3 was better than two and his ribs had began to hurt again.

Azrael loved her, but sometimes she worried a bit to much. As she was looking he wrapped his arms around her and picked her up placing her back into her chair. He wiggled and reajusted the wrap. " Everything will be fine, dear. I will not baby it." He had not ment the attitude that joined it but he was hurting and sometimes her helping did not always help. He was not meaning to sound so assholish but everything was getting a bit stressful with the little ones coming and his brothers being in the wind.

Azrael felt guilty for the way he was acting and planned to make it up to her. He listened to the two females talk and figured he might as well join in. " It has been awhile since we last spoke. Things seem to be keeping you busy here or are is there more to the story?" He asked giving her that *you better spill it look*. Since his family was broken and torn Saoirse was the closest he had to sister. He cared for her but in a very different manner than he cared for Brigid. Taking the spoon and eating some he sat and waited for the conversation to move on.

Saoirse had really hoped that question would not come up, but it had. She knew lieing to them would not get her anywere. Azrael had always had a way of knowing when she was lieing. " Everthing has been fine. Oddly quiet around here but fine." She stopped there choosing her words carefully. She did not like hidding stuff but things were hard to keep. The biggest one was the shower for Brigid after the babies arrived. " Its seems since your a*****e brother came around and stirred things up people have quit coming." She held a stale tone and glared at him. Business had gone down hill a bit but she had hopes everything would get better.

Azrael jumped at her sudden mood change. " Dear calm down. He has not been here since that wonderful but dreadful day. While here he made a rather large impact on the people nearby." He said trying to ease her worries. Understand is all he felt at the moment. He understood why that made her nervous and he understood why she would panic at the mention of him. Though that day had an equal amount of good and bad ( good being that he and she became one and bad that they almost had to die to become it). He smiled at her and wrapped a reassuring arm around her. " Everything is okay do not worry. Lets pretend the conversation never happened." He said then softly kissed her on the cheek.

Saoirse was not prepared for the sudden change and jump in defense. " Not talk about. We should be talking about it. We can not act like it did not happen. A dream it was not!" She had not meant to flip but something had to be done. It had been a little over two weeks since he was here but his presence ligured everywhere. She could almost feel his cold hand on her shoulder. Calming herself she sat back down and looked to them with apologetic eyes. " I am sorry, but we have to find a way to get things back to normal around here. The more mice are even hiding and not coming about anymore." She said dropping her head. For a fae with ebil blood the thought of her pub dieing made her sad. The pub was the last thing that she could truly call hers anymore.

Azrael was shocked by her sudden defense. He stood on the floor and just about looked her in the eyes. " Calm down both of you. I am not saying that Saoirse deserves what has happened. And yes I agree that she needs the business back. But talking about sure as hell is not going to fix the problem. Talking does not get stuff done and talking sure as hell is not going to bring people back! If anything is to be done we need to SHOW the people that he is gone and give them peace of mind. Another thing I will not be talked to as though I do not care about what is happening around here. For if I did not care I would not be here." He finished his rant and walked off towards the bathrooms. It took a lot for him to loose his cool and very often did someone he care for push his buttons so. He was not angry at the girls more at the sistuation. Once in the bathroom he ripped the wrappings from his chest and looked into the the now scabbed and somewhat scared. The scars where a reminder of many things. One that he had save the only female he had ever come to love and two that he was strong enough to protect her. He ran his fingures across them and winced slightly in pain.

Saoirse sat there a bit shocked at the couples disagreement. She knew he cared but things had just become overwhelming. " Brigid dear, Calm down. Yes you are right but freaking out and fighting each other will not help the problem at all. We need to do something but show others that it is safe will not be an easy task with Azrael around to start. Most faes do not trust him since it was his brother who attacked. Some feel he is faking everything and will soon turn and tear about our little village. " She paused and took in a slow, deep breath. " I trust him and understand fully the battle he fights within. " She said softly staring at the table tracing the wood grain with her eyes.

Azrael stood facing the wall. Thousands of emotions tore threw him. He had not ment to yell. He fought earns that seared through him. The anger boiled and it was not with the girls. He wanted to do something distructive but his better judgment and his new wife held him back. He slammed his fist into the wall. He felt little pain at the moment. He turned again and looked into the mirror. The scare stood out like blood on a white wall. He felt a moment of pride as he looked at it. Something about it was timeless. Taking three deep breaths and finally feel calm enough to go out. He opened the door and walked to the table. " I apologize for that episode." He looked to Brigid and tilted his head. " I am sorry my love." He said the words with deep sorrow. " He sat back down and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her in. He held her there for several moments and took in her essence. Just being there helped to calm him down. Finally letting her go he sat back up and looked around the room. " So whats going on out here." He spoke as though the conversation earlier had never happened.

Saoirse sat in silence as the two had thier moment. Damn I need a love life or at least a fling. She thought selfishly to herself. Once there moment had ended she looked at the two. Though they sat as if everything was okay she could still feel the tention in the air. " Well brigid suggested a party. Maybe a good old drunk fest to ease everyones minds." She said leaning back in her chair.

Azrael sat there quietly for several moments unsure of what to say. He wasnt entirely sure of what was going on.


Saoirse burst into a laugh fest and grabbed at her ribs. " This...place....hehe...has never.... been spruced up. When I bought it it was a dump." She was not ,meaning to laugh at her just the thought of there not being a layer of dust was kinda funny to her. " It must include liquor and food. We will need music and invites. What about a hula party." Saoirse caught herself and leaned back. She got a bit excited at the thought of a party.