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Slingin' from the hip, never the heart. | Open Post
Raylan's job took him everywhere, from Harlan to Los Angeles to Paris. The Marshals service was demanding but Raylan leaned into the work, traveling as needed to get to get his man.
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She bounces a little on the seat, testing it out, the same way she has with every car he's gotten from work since she came here. Some things don't change, whether you're a teenager or twenty-one. Little habits are habits, like it or not. "Ooh, this one is new."
When the guard comes over, Athena bites her lip to try and hide her grin, but it doesn't work very well.
As Raylan pulls out, she turns every available air vent in her direction, putting her face near the ones in front of her. "God I will never complain about Boston being too cold ever again. Until next time."
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He can't help but laugh as she leans into the air vent on the freshly approved seats - it was new, actually - and rolls up his window the rest of the way before turning up the AC a little. They'd freeze in 15 minutes, but it was Miami; they'd warm back up.
God he'd missed her energy.
"It's only a little bit of snow and minus 8 degrees weather. Builds character." His grin is already waiting for the disapproving look over she might give him. "I'd tell you to come back in the winter but I know better." He'd tried it before.
"Foods better down here anyway. Boston is up its own ass just because of history and their baseball. Though I suppose their schools must be alright; taste enough to let a top student like you in."
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She grins at him, the perpetual kid needling authority. She's barely 21, close enough for Raylan to argue her into submission over the throwing of a birthday party when she got home.
Oh. Speaking of which.
"So um, I know you said you've got Willa while I'm here, but does that mean we're also going to have Winona?"
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And it wasn't like Raylan was going to be going to bars with her. If she wanted to drink, he'd much rather she do it at home.
He glances over. "I scheduled it durin' a day where the court docket is full. She won't be comin', I promise. Willa's stayin' over for the weekend though, so we won't be seein' Winona until Monday. Hopefully."
Athena had heard actual proper yelling matches between Raylan and Winona before, about Willa, about Athena, about him leaving or coming back. They managed to make it work for Willa's sake but now that Willa was well into being a teenager herself, some of the façade had started to peel away.
"She's excited to see you, you know. Willa is." Athena was the big sister she'd always wanted, and she hung the moon in Willa's eyes.
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"Oh good, maybe when I force life updates out of Willa she'll tell me something I can talk to Winona civilly about before then." Athena grins, just as excited to see her little sister. She bounces in her seat again.
"I've got a surprise for you too. By the way. I thought I'd give it to you when we did presents."
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"I doubt it, but you'll let me know if that changes." He was well aware how little wiggle room Athena gave Winona after seeing how his ex-wife really treated him. It made his heart swell, this protective urge from her.
"Oh really? Should I be scared?" He was so happy to see her again. His apartment didn't feel right if it didn't have the girls in it, giggling about something, sweetly plotting something that was surely going to be his demise in one way or another.
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It takes about two more seconds before she's rolling her eyes at herself and grinning at him and digging an unmarked white envelope out of the side pocket of her backpack. She holds it up.
"It's in here, and before you even say it, no, it's not a winning lottery ticket, or a trip to Aruba, or anything like that, dork."