Gwen
Gwen zipped her bag with a flourish and then went over to Mordred, to distract him from packing.
"So..." she said, licking at his neck.
"You don't mind coming with me, while Dom and Bill work out the insanity of the new script?"
Mordred
Modred pushed another pair of jeans into his bag and turned his head slightly to look at her.
"Nah, not at all. I'll get to catch up some with Dem."
Gwen
Gwen kissed him gently and nodded.
"Goodo."
She paused, and then tied her hair back.
"So, kids are all packed... shall we away?"
Mordred
"Where are we awaying to?" Mordred asked as they headed downstairs.
"Bill's house?"
Gwen
"Indeed we are."
Gwen bent down to pick up Bryant as he came charging at her.
Mordred
"You guys got all your stuff?" Mordred said absently, already starting to concentrate on the 'port as Eavan clung to Gwen's legs and Faolan came to stand by him.
"Yep!" Faolan said cheerfully, patting the bag at his feet.
"Rightio then."
A jerk, moment of darkness and then they were there.
Gwen
"Smashing to see you again, Gwen, Mordred and co!" Billy's cheerful voice rang out.
"Well if it isn't Mr Billeh Boyd," Gwen replied, hugging the shorter man.
"And me!" Dom exclaimed.
"Don't forget Mr Monaghan!"
"Uncle Dom!" Eavan exclaimed, holding her arms out.
Dom grinned and bent other and picked her up.
"And how is my favourite little mutant?"
"Good!"
"Hey Mordred, Fao, Bry!"
Billy shook Mordred's hand, then lifted Faolan up onto his shoulders.
Mordred
Mordred grinned slightly as Faolan laughed, mismatched eyes glowing.
"So, is this all the people that came to meet us?"
Gwen
"Indeed, are we not enough?" Billy asked in his lilting Scottish accent.
"Perhaps you would like some streamers and balloons?"
He led them into the living room.
"Will burgers and chips suffice, do you think?"
Dom leant over to Gwen and Mordred.
"I think Bill's planning to make off with your children in the night. He loves kids."
Gwen laughed and settled down on the couch.
"Where's Orli? Oh and I caught the singing on Sharon Osbourne, Bill. Very nice."
"I do try my best to please my adoring public," Billy joked.
"And Orli's in LA. With Kaaaaaaaate."
Mordred
"As long as he gives them back. I'm attached to them," Mordred said.
Faolan purred, resting his cheek against the top of Bill's head.
"You sing?"
"He does, I had to listen to it when he was on tv," Mordred said.
"Jonononono sings. Sorta. In everyone's heads," the little boy said thoughtfully.
Gwen
Dom munched thoughtfully on a carrot stick.
"I think Lij might come to call this week," he said.
"Did you meet him?"
"I spoke to him on the phone. When you were drunk," Gwen replied, bouncing Bryant in her lap.
"Which time?" Billy asked, bringing Fao off his shoulders and tickling him.
"Good question. Very good question."
"Well, I have a very good idea. We get a baby sitter. And we all go out drinking again!"
Mordred
Faolan squealed and convusled, laughing.
"You make him sick, you can clean it up," Mordred told Bill callously.
"Drinking sounds like a plan."
Gwen
Billy promptly stopped tickling Fao.
"Ok, drinking. Well, there are a few quaint little pubs that Dom and I have tried out, eh Dom?"
Dom chuckled.
Gwen rolled her eyes.
Mordred
Faolan narrowed his eyes at his father and growled slightly. Mordred just smiled at his son.
"Tried out as in got falling down drunk before you came home?"
Gwen
"Now, I say, that's an unfounded accusation, Mordred," Billy said, holding his hands up in protest.
"Oh yes, not once have we fallen over. Stumbled, yes, but never fallen over," Dom chimed in.
"Oh dear Lord, they really are hobbits," Gwen said.
Mordred
Faolan twisted to look at Billy.
"Do ya have hairy feet like they do too?"
"Probably," Mordred said.
He bent and picked Eavan up, throwing her into the air slightly to make her laugh before he caught her again.
Gwen
"My feet are sexy," Dom said.
"Like the rest of me."
Gwen made a pfft noise.
"No way. I'm way hotter than you."
"Oh you'd like to believe it."
"I am."
"Are not. Bill, is she?"
"No, Dom," Bill said, as though they'd had this argument a million times before.
"Mordred, am I?" Gwen asked, smiling at him.
Mordred
"Definetely," Mordred said softly, looking at her.
He shifted Eavan onto one hip and leant in to kiss her lovingly. The kids reacted as you might predict.
"EWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
Gwen
Gwen kissed Mordred back.
"Aha, told ya! Beat that, Mr I think I'm so hot Monaghan!"
Dom pouted.
Mordred
"He could call Auntie Dem!" Faolan said to Mordred.
Mordred snorted with laughter, glancing at his innocent faced son.
"I don't think that would be very nice."
Gwen
Gwen threw a pillow at Dom.
"So, script?"
Bill handed her a new edition.
"New story."
Mordred
"Are you getting the original cast back for it?" Mordred asked.
Gwen
"Yes, probably," Bill said.
"Oh except for Orli, coz he's with Kaaaaaaate."
"Whom we don't think much of, as you see," Dom explained.
"Who does?" Gwen asked, looking faintly disgusted.
"She was awful to me."
Mordred
"Awwww, diddums," Mordred said mockingly.
"Someone didn't fall for your Hobbity charm cos they were already in love with the Elf?"
Gwen
"She wasn't that nice to me either," Gwen said.
"I think it was the 'oh you're still here' that gave it away."
Dom nodded.
"And then there was the stuff behind your back too."
Mordred
"Killing her then?" Mordred asked.
"Isn't that a bit of an over reaction?" Billy asked carefully.
Mordred gave him a look that said, 'are you stupid?'.
Gwen
"Apparently not," Dom said.
"Nah, I think she makes Orli happy. What with the sex and all, I imagine," Gwen said.
"But thanks anyway."
She leant over for a kiss.
Mordred
Mordred kissed her back.
"I wouldn't mind."
Gwen
"I know, which is sweet."
Gwen rested her head against his for a moment.
"Ok, so drinking?"
Mordred
"Babysitter then," Mordred said.
"Any gullible young teens we can make do it for nothing? Or pay them in autographs."
Gwen
"My mum can watch them," Billy offered.
"Oh dear Lord, he has a mother. He's not just the result of a science experiment gone horribly wrong," Gwen said.
Mordred
"No, we;ve met one of those already, it's name is Varian, remember?" Mordred said.
Faolan sniffed.
"I like Varian. Khe plays interesting games."
"What, burn the villages?"
Gwen
"Burninate all the peoples, in their thatchroof cottages!" Gwen sang.
Then she coughed.
"So I talk to Andrew more than I should."
Mordred
"Possibly," Mordred said in amusement.
"Burninating the countryside!" Faolan exclaimed.
"Cos Trogdor was a man! Maybe he was a dragon! Maybe he was...a dragon man!"
Gwen
Coz Trogdor comes in the niiiiight!"
Gwen grinned and clapped slightly.
"Yeah, Trogdor rocks my socks off."
Mordred
"Pom-Pom and Strong Bad are totally going out!" Faolan said, giggling slightly.
"My family is all insane," Mordred said sadly.
"Barking! Aroooooo!" Faolan yelped then howled, the perfect mimicry of a wolf cub.
Gwen
"Oh and you're soooo one to talk, Mr I Walk Around In The Middle Of The Night And Laugh At The Appliances."
Gwen stuck her tongue out at Mordred.
Mordred
"I never!" Mordred denied.
"So, are we going to drink or stand here?"
Gwen
"Drinking!" Dom cried, standing up.
Bill laughed and looked at the kids.
"My mum's upstairs. She'll be down in a moment. But hey, wanna watch some videos?"
Eavan and Bryant nodded, picking out a movie, and letting Bill put it on.
Gwen got up, stretching languidly.
Mordred
Mordred ruffled Faolan's hair as he went to sit down with the other two, then leant to kiss Eavan's forehead, running his fingers quickly through Bryant's hair as well.
"Be good now."
Gwen
"Daddy! We always are!" Eaan said, in mock outrage.
Gwen grinned and took Mordred's hand.
"Drinking. Lots of drunkness."
Mordred
"Wall drawings," Mordred coughed.
"They was Fao's fault!" Bryant said vehemently.
Faolan made a pfft noise.
"No way, you two did that on your own."
Gwen
"Shall we go?" Billy said, tactfully changing the subject, and dangling car keys.
"We can get a taxi home."
"Pfft, taxi. Cab, Scot, it's a cab," Gwen said.
"It's a shut up."
Mordred
"Yes, let's go."
Mordred kissed Gwen's cheek.
"Jitney. Anyway, let's go and argue slang on the way."
Gwen
"Jitney?"
Gwen furrowed her brows.
Mordred
"Jitney, hack, cab, taxi," Mordred said.
"Let's go. Drink, and we can argue slanguage. Because it's a biscuit, not a cookie."
Gwen
Still arguing, they arrived at the pub.
"Fine, well if it's a cookie, then it's a sweater. Not a... what is it?"
"Jumper."
"Yeah, it's a sweater. Not a jumper."
Gwen nodded.
Chuckling, om and Billy headed off to get them a round of drinks, while Gwen and Mordred went and slid into a booth.
Mordred
"Mmm."
Mordred kissed Gwen softly.
"Yeah, but we invented the language, so youse Americans can't be right."
Gwen
"Yeah, but I'm hot," Gwen replied.
Dom handed her a beer, while Bill handed one to Mordred.
"You can't use that as an excuse when you're losing," Dom retorted.
"So can! I'm hot, so kner!"
Mordred
"I just tend to ignore that," Mordred said.
"It happens a lot."
Gwen
"And I know someone who won't be getting laid tonight," Gwen said, taking a sip of beer.
She shuffled and sat next to Dom, who looked distinctly frightened.
"I don't want to die, I am not condoning this, Mordred."
Mordred
"She does that all the time too," Mordred said cheerfully.
He drank his beer quietly, then slid a smoke into his mouth and lit it.
Gwen
"She's sticking to it this time too," Gwen said.
"He tried to distract me from tattoos."
She got up to get them another round with Bill, getting stopped on the way by some drunken lout asking for a lap dance.
Mordred
Mordred uncoiled from his seat and stalked over, blue eyes gleaming with predatory menace.
"Go away," he snarled at the drunk and put his arm around Gwen's waist.
Gwen
Gwen let Mordred lead her away, to disappointed mutters.
"Thank you."
Mordred
"Not a problem," Mordred said gallantly.
"Anyway, what's a visit to a bar without a brawl?"
Gwen
"Well, technically it wasn't a brawl, coz there was no blood."
Gwen held her hand on Mordred's arm as they sat down.
"And there won't be."
"Did they ask for a lap dance?" Dom asked, chuckling.
"Yes, but the only person who might be close to getting one is Mordred. Even though he was mean to me before he saved me."
Mordred
"I can hope for a brawl," Mordred said.
"And you love me."
Gwen
"You're lucky."
Gwen ran her fingers over his knee gently, slowly getting higher.
Mordred
"I know," Mordred said.
He leant his head against her shoulder.
Gwen
"Awwwwww," Billy said.
Gwen flipped him off, then slid into Mordred's lap.
"So, new movie, do I get to wear some fabulous clothing?"
"Um... yes. And you get to wear swimmers. A lot. You're going to bring the male demographic in. Dem too."
Gwen chuckled.
"Mmmmm, yes, and I'll bring them up too."
Mordred
"Does she know she's still in it?" Mordred queried.
He kissed Gwen's neck.
Gwen
"We haven't contacted her yet, because we wanted to check in with Gwen first," Dom said.
Gwen nodded.
"Coz I'm so fine."
"Coz you suck."
"Oh I'm very good at that. Ask Mordred."
Mordred
Mordred poked Gwen in the side.
"You're being bad tonight."
Gwen
"Coz I'm bad. But don't you love it?"
She ground her hips into his lap.
Mordred
"I love you," Mordred corrected and kissed her firmly.
Gwen
Gwen smiled and kissed him back, tongue gently teasing his.
"I love you too."
"Awwwwwwwww!" Bill and Dom chorused.
Mordred
Mordred kept kissing Gwen, and his hand flicked up to make a rude finger signal at Dom and Billy.
Gwen
"Well, I dare say, that was a litle rude," Billy said, grinning.
Dom chuckled.
Gwen leant her head against Mordred's shoulder, then took a sip of beer.
Mordred
Mordred took a gulp from his drink.
"Yeah, so?"
Gwen
"Nothing," Dom said quickly.
Gwen furrowed her eyebrows, watching as someone across the bar was doing some sort of dance.
"English people are shirty. Like Mordred."
Mordred
Mordred poked her in the stomach with a finger.
"I'm not English."
Gwen
"Hmm, maybe. At any rate, you're still shirty."
Gwen grinned.
Mordred
"I'm not English, I'm Welsh and I am not shirty," Mordred said.
He bit at her neck.
Gwen
"You're sexy. Like me."
Gwen kissed him gently, hand going down to rub him through his pants.
Mordred
"I'll agree that you're sexy, love," Mordred chuckled softly.
Gwen
"Damn right."
Gwen flipped out a soke and lit it, drawing back slightly, sliding a hand down Mordred's pants and rubbing his length.
Mordred
Mordred closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again.
"Dem's at a new address...her mother's being a pain again, the old matchmaking cow. I'll give it to you later, so you can get in contact with her."
Gwen
Gwen grinned evilly and got up, excusing herself to go to the toilet.
She doubled back, and unseen, with her old thief tricks, she crept under the table and undid Mordred's pants, taking his length in her mouth.
Dom nodded.
"Cool, we'll call her."
Mordred
Mordred swallowed and then picked up his drink to sip from it.
"Good."
Gwen
Gwen hummed around him, then pulled back and licked along the sensitive vein.
"I want another hat," Dom mused, watching someone with a hat go past.
Mordred
Mordred bit back a moan.
"Why? Hats are annoying. They get lost."
Gwen
Gwen sparked lightly around him.
Dom shook his head.
"I like them."
Mordred
Mordred shook his head.
"Strange man."
He rubbed his thumb over his upper lip slowly, biting down hard on his lower one.
Gwen
Gwen hummed around him, taking him further in her mouth.
"You alright, Mordred?" Billy asked, watching him bite his lip.
Mordred
"Oh, absobloodylutely," Mordred reassured Billy.
He wanted to laugh, but making any type of noise was treading close to complete diasater.
Gwen
Gwen pulled back and nipped gently at him, sparking everytime her mouth touched him.
Billy nodded.
"Where's Gwen? Can you see her coming?"
Mordred
"I'm sure she won't be long."
Mordred closed his eyes for a moment.
"Minx."
He opened them again.
"She's just touching up her makeup."
Gwen
Gwen laughed slightly around him, then reached up and rolled his balls through her fingers, sparking ever so gently.
"Fair enough," Billy said.
"How's she at singing?" Dom asked suddenly.
"Coz there may be a scene where she sings with Bill. Maybe."
Mordred
Mordred scratched his chin thoughtfully, trying to concentrate on the conversation and what was going on around him.
"Gwen's alright."
He clenched a fist slightly as he came.
Gwen
Gwen swallowed and crept out again.
She appeared seconds later, brushing a hand through her hair as she slid into her seat.
"So, what did I miss?"
Mordred
"They wanted to know if you could sing," Mordred said in a remarkably steady voice.
Gwen
"Hmmmmm, depends who it's for."
Gwen took his hand and squeezed it.
"Look a little tired, love, what's up?"
Mordred
"I'm fine," Mordred said.
He picked up his drink in his free hand and drank from it.
Gwen
Gwen nodded and took a sip of her beer.
"So, we'll be starting filming in June," Dom started.
"And we'll be in Miami."
"Uh, Miami. Land of old people."
Mordred
"Ah, well," Mordred said philosophically.
He ran a hand through her hair lightly, pulling softly on the ends.
"You'll be fine. Terrorising the aging population."
Gwen
Gwen shook her head.
"I terrorise no one."
Dom snorted.
Mordred
"Terror of the Western World," Mordred said solemnly.
"Is you. Gwen."
Gwen
"Is not," Gwen retorted.
"I'm very nice."
Dom laughed so hard he dribbled some beer out.
"I am!"
"Oh Gwen..." Billy said, chuckling.
Mordred
"Gwen, cariad, I love you dearly, but," Mordred began.
"You're not a very nice person. But for that matter, neither am I. So we suit each other very well and don't inflict anyone else who may be more sane and lovable with our love of them."
Gwen
Gwen thought about that for a moment, then nodded.
"Ah, but I'm hot."
"And so it's alright," Billy said, nodding.
Mordred
"It's Gwen logic," Mordred said.
"You learn to nod and agree."
Gwen
"Oh, so insulted!" Gwen said dramatically.
She put her hand to her forehead and swooned over Mordred's body.
Mordred
Mordred rolled his eyes and poked her in the side.
"Get up, you melodramatic woman."
Gwen
Gwen stuck her tongue out at him.
"Anyway, should we get going? I don't fancy your mom's chances with our kids," Gwen said.
"But I can still see one of everything!" Dom protested.
Mordred
"Let me see..."
Mordred thought for a moment what his children could do to the poor woman's house and her sanity, and shuddered.
"Let's save her."
Gwen
"Exactly," Gwen said.
Billy suddenly looked very worried for his mother, and pushed Dom up.
"Come on man, my mother!"
Mordred
"See, this concern is so touching," Mordred said, then finished his drink off.
"We should save the nice lady from our demon spawn."
Gwen
With some more hurrying from Bill, they eventually made it into a taxi, and then back to Bill's house.
"Mom and Da's back!" Eavan exclaimed, clapping.
Mordred
"There's a house still, I'm impressed," Mordred said.
Faolan hmmph'd.
"Don't you trust us?"
"No, not at all."
Gwen
"Mom, Bry hurt my finger," Eavan said, holding up a finger for inspection.
"Awww," Gwen said, lifting her up.
"Come on, guys it's bed time."
Mordred
Mordred scribbled down Demetria's new address and phone number, giving it to Bill.
"Here's Dem's number."
He picked up Bryant, settling the little boy on one hip.
Gwen
"Thanks Mordred," Bill said.
"You guys wanna kip here?"
Gwen looked at Mordred to answer.
Mordred
"Up to you, cariad," Mordred said, looking at her.
Gwen
"Kids?"
Eavan shrugged, yawning.
"Can we go home?" she asked.
"Sure."
Gwen nodded at Bill and Dom.
"Thanks, maybe next time. Demon kids want to go home."
Bill chuckled.
"Ok, well, we'll be in touch."
Mordred
"Bye," Mordred said.
The kids waved, and he teleported them all home.
Gwen
Gwen went to put the twins to bed, getting them changed and tucked in, then she went to say goodnight to Fao.
Mordred
Mordred said goodnight to the twins after he got Faolan into bed, and then went up to Gwen and his bedroom. He took off his shirt and threw it at the laundry basket.
Gwen
Gwen said goodnight to Fao, then headed to her and Mordred's room.
She yawned as she walked in, kicking her shoes off and putting them in the wardrobe.
Mordred
They got into bed together and Mordred kissed Gwen's neck, listening to her slow breathing as she fell asleep before he joined her in slumber.