Exton

Mon Chaton... we must get the little ones home.

Tomas' eyes are closed, the soft warmth of his breath stirring errant strands of Alise's honeyed tresses. She smiles at her husband as he rocks Tara, whose own eyes are hidden by her heavy lids. Gracie, on the other hand, is wide awake. She lies quietly in Star's arms, watching Rachal and Mya dance on the air with two of Miko's brothers. Keon smiles as both Gracie and Mera reach, opening and closing their hands as if trying to catch the half-seen colors of the dancing demifae.

Keon's soft voice echoes Stoney's thoughts, as if he could sense them. "We should get the wee ones home, my friends. Tomorrow promises to be an exhausting mixture of emotional energies."

Stoney's dark eyes meet the Sidhe Lord's in surprise. A sound escapes from the former ghost, a stifled snicker that erupts into full laughter Puzzled, Keon looks at Alise.

Trying to breath, Alise informs him of Stoney's sending to her. Stoney chuckles, commenting on "Great minds..." Ob grins as he watches Pandora gather up a sleeping Chloe, adding his own comment. "are not awake anymore."

Tori sends a thought to Stoney and he jingles the keys to the Jeep. "We have it for a few more days, mon Chaton. I think we will wait a few days before car shopping." Ob nods.

The families bid good night, heading for the back lot as Ob and Pandora take Chloe upstairs. Ike waves from the bar, covertly watching Rath as the others leave. If he makes one move toward her Kin... Ike kisses Monty, whispering against his lips.

"Walk my family outside? I'm going to walk Pan and Ob upstairs. I don't trust the new vampyric patron..."