SO TAKE IT EASY ON ME ,

[brynne elizabeth golightly]

running into cash beckett was never really a part of brynne's plan. although, she was never really one to plan things, meeting cash was always an accident. in fact their first meeting was even an accident. they had been five the first time they had met, brynne had been on vacation to her family's summer home in tuscany and the two had met near the small river that was now part of brynne's property. the next summer, the two had run into each other again, and the next and the next. then finally, the summer of brynne's fifteenth year, the two ran into each other again. this time, finding each other down by the seaside. after that summer-long fling, he had stolen her heart and moved away with his family. after that summer, she had never planned on seeing him again, but then again she hadn't really planned to have his child either. for awhile, cash had become nothing but a memory, a fond feeling to look back on, but every day when brynne woke up and spotted her daughter, half a moment was spent remembering him. memories, though, we're supposed to stay memories. after the first year with holly, brynne had little thought of ever seeing cash or telling him of holly. she had been doing fine on her own and it seemed easier not to think about the possibility of him one day coming around.

it was a casablanca moment though, an "of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walked into mine" kind of a moment that hit her when cash stepped through the door way of the inn. a glorious moment, yes, but also a completely terrifying moment. it was something she had never really planned to have to explain, something she hadn't prepared herself for. a flash of his smile and she was already caught up in that same feeling she had had when she was a teenager. the same silly feeling that put pterodactyls in her tummy. the few days that followed that moment left her under the same damn spell. she was already falling, already feeling the exact same as she had years ago, and that was what had led her to spill her secret to cash. the one thing that she never thought she'd have to explain. his reaction to finding out about holly had been far better than she had expected. she was terrified he'd hate her for it, but he had been perfectly fine with it all, well, at least he seemed to be fine with it, just a little shocked. it was arranging the meeting of cash and holly that as the newest issue. with everything going so well, it was probably about time for something bad to happen. normally, she was an optimistic person, but this, for some reason was making her rather sick to her stomach. worry, excitement, nerves, a terrible combination.

why she was so nervous, she wasn't sure. she knew both holly and cash well enough to know that the two would get along. she knew both of them were open minded and both of them were excited. it was highly unlikely things would go terribly wrong, but bee being the crazy protective mother she was had gotten herself so worked up to the point of nearly making herself sick. "calm down, momma," holly said, pressing both hands to brynne's cheeks. "you worry too much." she giggled. brynne couldn't help but lighten up a bit at that. holly's reassurance was all she really needed. "thanks, sweetie." bee said, laughing softly and pressing a kiss to holden's forehead before standing up. holden grinned and swiftly headed off to her room to grab some things. brynne, however, made her way downstairs to pick up the living room a bit. the room was already rather spotless, but her nerves were telling her otherwise. after rearranging the piece on the coffee table several times, she realized it was probably best if she just sat down and didn't touch anything. chill out, bee. chill out. she reminded herself yet again, taking a few deep breaths.

within a few moments, holly hurried down the stairs with a coloring book and a small box full of stuff in her hands. "d'you think he'll wanna color with me? " she asked excitedly, placing the box of stuff on the table. "i bet he will," bee said, a smile coming to her face as she noticed holly's excitement. "so, what's in the box?" she asked, raising her eyebrows and motioning to the box that holly had placed on the table. "raffie and crayons and my ballet trophy and my soccer pictures and my report card and that blue ribbon i got last year!" she said, rattling off everything she had put in the box. brynne looked a little confused. "why all that stuff?" she finally asked. i dunno, thought i should show him all the cool stuff about me. y'know, so he'll wanna be my dad..." holden explained, looking a little embarrassed. brynne couldn't help but to make the sort of motherly "awe" face at that. "sweetie.. he's gonna like you without all that stuff." she said. "hope so," holden muttered softly, taking a seat on the couch before looking to bee. "you sure he's coming?" brynne laughed a little, noticing holden starting to get a bit nervous. "look who needs to calm down now!" she said poking her tongue out at her. "he'll be here any minute." she explained, glancing at the clock before wrapping a reassuring arm around holden. holly took a deep breath, leaning lightly against brynne, now waiting.

a few minutes later, the doorbell rang. holden quickly sat up and looked to brynne. bee chuckled and took a deep breath before standing up. "i'll get it," she said, knowing it was probably better for the both of them for her to answer the door. holly needed a little time to compose herself, and cash didn't need the shock. brynne hurried to the door, opening it with a grin. seeing him there was rather reassuring. he could've easily blown the whole thing off, not shown up, but he came instead. it was one less thing to go wrong and one more thing to calm her down a bit. "ready?" bee asked, chuckling lightly at the question. obviously, no one was really ready for this kind of situation. after standing at the doorway with him for a few moments, she knew it was time to take him inside. she took his arm, leading him inside. "just remember, she's as nervous as you are." she whispered in his ear as they stepped into the room.

holden had moved from the couch, standing in place as they stepped into the room. her eyes instantly locked on cash, examining him. her face lit up a bit and a smile came to her face, much like a kid on christmas morning. "h-hi..." she said after a moment, her nerves being rather obvious in her shaky voice. she was excited though, that was obvious, but a little bit timid to the awkwardness of the situation. "i'm.. i'm holden.." she said, taking a few shy steps toward him. "y-you can call me holly..." brynne took a step back, just watching. there wasn't really much else she could do. she had prepared them both as much as she could by telling each about the other. now, all she could do was watch and pray things went well.

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OUTFIT ,[/color] brynne. holden.
WORDCOUNT ,[/color] one thousand, two hundred and fifty-three.
NOTES ,[/color] i'm sorry this is so huge. random built up muse, and i'm technically playing two characters.
MUSIC ,[/color] animal by neon trees
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[CASH JAYDEN BECKETT]

To say that Cash Beckett was nervous would be the understatement of the century. He wasn't nervous or even anxious - those words didn't do the feeling he had justice. His chest was tight, his muscles permanently flexed, and no amount of slow, deep breaths could get him to relax. Most of the people he saw on the street probably assumed he was about to meet up with a girl, and, well, they were right. It was just that this girl was six years old and happened to possess half of his genes, though regrettably not his last name (which he supposed there was little to do about; after all, it was only natural).

Pinching the bridge of his nose to ward off the impending headache he felt coming on, Cash quickly made the final few steps towards the door. His head was spinning - he couldn't remember a time in his life where he'd been so uncertain of himself. Even when asking girls out, he was confident that the answer he received would be "yes," and when it wasn't, he was level-headed enough to deal with the situation and let it go without making a big deal out of it. But this? This was a big deal, no matter what anyone said about it. This was a huge deal.

It wasn't like the whole deal with his fiance helped, either. He knew that the responsible thing to do in a situation like his would be to tell Bee - explain it all carefully, tell her he'd already been planning on leaving her, even calling in Yella for back-up if he needed it. However, for one reason or another, he just couldn't convince himself to do it. He didn't want to speak her name, didn't want to talk about her, didn't even want to acknowledge her existance - as if breathing her name into the Tuscany air would taint the perfect little town, the life that he only just found out he'd been building, and everything that meant anything to him any more.

Quickly, he expelled all such thoughts. This wasn't a night to be spend thinking about her. He pulled himself up straight and promptly knocked on the door, smiling at Bee when she answered it and exchanging several words with her. It was all feeling very surreal, as if it was impossible for any of this to really be happening. Shouldn't he be more surprised? Angry? In denial? But instead there was just that excitement, that nagging fear that he wouldn't get along with his own daughter, and that confusion that went along with his decision to not bring up the engagement to Bee or to anyone else.

And all of it disappeared when he was led to the living room, where a small, blonde-haired kid awaited him. Not just any kid - Bee's kid. His kid. He listened to her speak, blinking at the foreign sound. Sure, he'd heard a child's voice before - but now his child's voice. Even as she spoke, he was memorizing her every implication, her tone, her pitch, while his eyes took in her eyes and nose and the shape of her face. He was smiling, that much he knew, but aside from that it was very hard to deduce what else was going on in the world - he almost needed.

Hi, Holly," he murmured, his brows knitting together. "I'm -" I'm what? he thought. Cash? Daddy? Your mother's childhood lover who fathered you and didn't know about you until two days ago? "- your father," he finished lamely. Well, obviously. She's six, not stupid, Cash, he chided himself. He ran a hand through his hair and squatted down in front of her so that they were eye-level. "I'm nervous, that's what I am," he confided. "My name is Cash, and you can call me whatever you want."

lyrics, fall out boy.
words, enough? idk. xD
notes, babydaddy, meet baby.

[brynne elizabeth golightly]

it was happening fast. considering all the worry that had been put into one moment, it sure was happening rather quickly. brynne had spent most the day preparing herself and holly for this, and it seemed like no level of preparation could really change the outcome for as soon as cash stepped in the door it was now something put in the hands of both holly and cash. they were either going to get along or they weren't going to get along. there wasn't really much brynne could do but stand there and hold her breath, hoping for the best. it was alre

[/font][/size][/color] cash jayden beckett
OUTFIT ,[/color] brynne. holden.
WORDCOUNT ,[/color]
NOTES ,[/color] eff this isn't done. my muse keeps dying. blah
MUSIC ,[/color]
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