Gin and Gavin come over~

[Esme Russel]

It wasn't unusual for Esme and Jonathan to have nice big dinners but it was rare for there actually to be other people present to enjoy them. She had an instance to make meals far too large for the young couple so the majority of things were frozen and then placed in someone else's freezer for them to enjoy. But! Tonight she actually had a good reason for her excessive cooking! Gavin and Gin were going to be coming over for dinner which obviously meant that she needed to make two large pans of lasagna, a loaf of garlic bread and a giant bowl of salad. How could they not go through this much food? Okay so most of it was probably not going to be eaten since it was only about four and a half people eating. The half being Cici since they were practicing baby led weaning so she ate whatever they ate.. within limits, of course but there was absolutely nothing in this delicious lasagna that she wouldn't love. What's not to like? Meat, cheese, sauce and noodles? It's fairly simple too so that left Esme plenty of time to get dressed and set the dining table up with a nice white linen table cloth, their fancy china plates and three glasses of the finest red wine that they had in the basement. Could you drink if you were going through chemotherapy? She wasn't entirely sure the answer to that question so she just assumed and figured that the worst case scenario was that Gin or Jonathan had to have a second glass or it went to waste.. But she didn't really care since she hadn't bought it.

Cici was actually suppose to be sleeping right now but she never once slept through the night so she knew that she would be up within the hour looking for attention. “Jon, do I look okay? I mean.. I totally don’t look pregnant, right?” How in the world did she not realize that she looked pregnant because she was pregnant? She'd barely been able to squeeze into the dress and it showed mostly in the stomach area where she looked a lot more pregnant than she actually was. Hell, she'd had to have Jon help her zip it because she couldn't get it to go more than halfway up and that had been a very well torturous event in her night but at least it was on now. She didn’t know how in the world that it was going to come off of her body but that was an issue for another time like later tonight when Jonathan had a raging problem in his pants and didn't want to wait an hour for her to get the dress off and just ripped the damn thing.

“I'm so nervous.” She didn’t know why she was though.. It wasn't like she'd never had them over before but something about now was just terrifying like she was doing everything wrong and she honestly felt like she was going to have a panic attack. “Are you having trouble breathing too? Because it's so hot in here..” She turned on her heel to turn the air conditioning on even though it really wasn't hot in here. Her pregnancy was making her all kinds of anxious or maybe that wasn't the baby's fault. Was there a limit to the things she could blame on a fetus the size of an apple? Or whatever fruit that it was this week.

[ginny]

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"Genevieve, I really don't feel good," Gavin whined from the couch in their parents house. You'd think he was dying, because he sure was acting like it. He had like a 90% chance that everything would be fine, and he hadn't even started his chemo treatments. She understood him being upset, but negativity never helped anyone.
She sat on the end of the couch and pulled his feet onto her lap. "Gavin, you aren't dead yet. Stop acting like it."
"Yet," he repeated and then pitifully looked up at her like he always did. "I'll be lucky if chemo doesn't kill me."
Ginny smiled, "Luck is when preparation meets opportunity."
"How do you prepare for cancer?"
"You don't. You just prepare your heart. And you, my adorable baby brother, have the heart of a warrior," She brushed her hand across his chin. "Even though you act like a bunny rabbit."
He smiled a little, "You're wrong...but thanks." He sighed and then started to get up. "Fine, I'll go. But I won't like it."
She rolled her eyes but didn't respond, Esme was making lasagna. He'd be fine. He was just feeling sorry for himself, but what else was new.

Genevieve loved coming to see Jon and his lovely wife. He was her best friend, and Esme was like her little sister. Even though they used to bang, but that was so far behind them, it didn't even matter.
"Try not to look so happy," she mumbled to her brother who still looked miserable. As soon as he got some food in him, he'd probably feel better.
Aside from just being around some of her favorite people, she had a special reason for coming to see Jon. She'd been working on a song for Gavin for when she went away to college. She wasn't sure where she was going yet, she was between Yale and Dartmouth, but she hadn't gotten her letter from Yale yet. Either way, she knew she wasn't going to be around him as much as they both liked, and she wanted to leave him with something. However, she didn't think she was very good at song writing, and that was where Jon came him. He could proof read it, listen to her sing it, and then tell her what he thought. Then she'd perform it for Gavin at his birthday party next month!

She knocked on the door and held the plate of store bought cookies in front of her. She'd crumbled the edges to make it seem like she'd actually baked them, but with student council, fundraisers, prom committee, taking care of Gavin, she had no time to bake. Besides, they probably wouldn't even get eaten. Chances were Esme had made some immaculate dessert anyway. She was just trying to be nice.