B.L.’s Comments (group member since Dec 15, 2012)

B.L.’s comments from the A Wild in Colbie group.

"I think we always miss where we come from, I loved Irland, but this place, this town, this beach, it just kind of...it's part of me" says Cas honestly, she had never told anyone that before...and sh doesn't even know his name.

Cas isn't the type to be open, her dad had beaten that out of her long ago, literally. But she watches this boy with interest "Sometimes saying nothing, just...being there for someone is better" she says. Cas looks out over the ocean, the waves lap high almost reaching the top of the rock, "I went to University in Dublin, I treaveld a lot around Ireland...I liked it, do you miss it?" asks Cas, she isn't sure why she cares, but she does.

"My mum left when I was 5...my dad never got over it either" says Cas, pain leaks onto her face as she thinks of all those nights when her father had been drunk, rage filled nights. Cas shakes the bad thoughts away, and places a hand on his gently, in silent understanding, "I would say sorry, but that wouldn't change anything, so I won't", Cas hates it when people say sorry for no reason. Sometimes it's better to say nothing at all.

Cas smiles, she likes his accent, "Why did you move from Ireland...and when, i've beenaway for a few years but I swear I would have remembered you" she says. Cas is very observant, it comes with being an artist, the planes of his face are perfect for choal drawing.

Cas looks over at him, his eyes are a dark brown, she aches to paint them. Cas's own eyes are a strange colour of whiskey. "Yeah, I love it out here, its the best place to think in the world for me, how about you?" she says thoughtfully.

Cas watches as the boy comes towards her, at first she is wary, but his smile makes her stop tensing so much. Cas smiles back and puts her sketchpad down.

Cas realises the boy se is sketchg has seen her. She stopes sketching for a moment to arch an eyebrow and wave slightly.

Cas looks briefly at the sunrise then goes back to sketching the boy. She wonders what his name is, Cas sketches the curve of his finely muscled shoulders, the angles of his face in the new light.

Kol watches Rory feed their son, he says "How does it feel?". Kol sits on the edge of the bed, a arm around Rory. He wonders how it must feel to have a child come out of you and then to feed it. Kol thinks that maybe it would be strange, but Rory is Jace's mother, she probably had some sort of instinct. There is something strangely beautiful about it though.

Kol whispers to Rory "Are you alright with feeding him Ror?". Kol aches to take Jace into his arms.

Kol smiles puts his arm around her so she can lean on him, Kol kisses her twice and then leads Rory out back into the hospital room carefully.

Kol nods and gets the toiletry bag for Rory. Kol kisses her neck and says "My obssession with you might start to get creepy one day", Kol smiles and kisses her neck again before stepping back to let her change.

Kol wraps his arms around Rory and then pulls back to wipe her tears away, Kol kisses Rory tenderly "Please Ror, I love you so much that it hurts sometimes, i feel like your etched onto my soul, if I have one, your a part of me, the best part, we can do this, you and me, and Jace" he says.

Kol turns off the shower and helps Rory with getting up and wrapped in a towel, Kol pulls Rory close to him and looks into her face, concerned "Isn't me thinking your beautiful enough?" he whispers.

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Kol loses his smile, "Don't say that Ror, you know I hate it when you say stuff like that, your beautiful, you know i always think your beautiful" says Kol honestly. Kol has no idea how Rory can't see how beautiful she is to him.

Kol tilts his head and leans aguant the wall in true bad boy fashion, his smirk comes fast "watching it isn too bad either' he says silkily. Kol wonders if Rory will be alright, he hopes nothing is wrong with her after giving birth, he cant stand the thought of it.

Kol smiles and turns on the shower for Rory, he steps back and can't help but watch her. Kol had always had an obsession with Rory, he'd written so much about her even before they had gotten together. The obsession had only got worse from there, he could watch Rory forever, Kol tries not to be creepy about it, but he loves her, REALLY loves her. Kol think about his son, Jace, Kol doesnt think anything will ever be more important. Rory is always beautiful to him, he hands her soap, this girl, this woman would be his wife one day soon. Kol never thought he would be this happy.

Kol can't help the laugh that escapes him, "Stop whinning Ror, just sit in the damn chair and smile" he says. Kol kisses Rory hard on the lips, she is stil pouting and he wants to kiss her until the pout would be too much effort. Kol cups her face and says "Tell me what you want me to do, if im going to be your husband then for chrit on a bike's sake, you have to let me help just a little".

Kol hands Jace carefully over to Grace and then moves to help Rory. He holds her gently and helps he stand. Kol picks up her stuff and helps her over to the bathroom, "Don't pout, you just had Jace come out of you, you can afford to have help this once", he says seriously, but KOl is smiling, her inyeilding strength is one thing he loves about her.

Kol says "Do you want some help? I don't want you to fall or anyting,he nurses said you might need help", Kol is already worried for Rory, his protetive nature takes over. At the same time he doesn't want to put Jace down because being away from him for only a little bit would still be nerve racking at this point.