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Kara x Zephyrine

Bones pulled back up into the driveway of their soon to be new house, again pulling to a stop behind the owners car. They had finished ordering all their new furniture and even had a mattress in the trunk.
"Love you," Emerson said as she reached into the back to grab her bag of money, passing the other one to Bones. She gave his hand a squeeze and patted Copper before hopping out of the truck.

Emerson stood with Bones at the door, not eager to see the woman again, although she wanted everything over with. The door opened and the short woman peeked out. "Oh, good. The movers are all done," she told the couple.

"I do, actually," the woman told him, moving aside to let the two in. "I called a realtor and had her bring them over. And obviously you have the money with you, so... If you'll just sign these," she said, leading them to the counter in the nice, rustic kitchen.

"Two hundred acres," the lady, who introduced herself as Clare Garth, answered. Emerson looked around the room that they had entered. She definitely liked that house; she wasn't sure why Clare thought it was in such disarray.

"Great." Clare took the papers and signed as well, handing the couple their half of the paperwork. Emerson leaned against the counter and took the papers so Bones could hand over the money.

Emerson scanned over the papers as she listened to Bones and Clare's reply; "It's not modern, you know. Modern finished are sold faster... Also, it's the dead of winter. People buy in the summer. Usually." She cut a glance to Emerson and took the bags. "Well, then, I'll let you two get settled in. Goodbye." She waved to the two and turned to leave.

"Yeah, make sure it's not haunted or anything," Emerson joked, taking Crispin's hand and leaving her other bag of money on the counter.

Emerson felt a little star struck with Bones' kiss, although she wasn't much sure why. She nodded as he left, looking around the room quietly. There were minor scratches on the floor, although she still thought Clare's words to be exaggerated.

Emerson walked through a few more rooms on the main floor before heading upstairs to check out the bedrooms. There were three, a guest, master, and smaller room, plus another sort of living room or something. She went into the master bedroom and looked out the window to find that, aside from French doors that opened into a deck, there was another smaller window that opened to a small, flat space on the roof outside. She thought that was near, but she headed back downstairs to go find Bones.

"Pretty nice," Emerson said nonchalantly, including a small shrug. She wrapped her arms around Bones and grinned. "But it looks even better with you in it." She smirked and leaned up to kiss him lightly before pulling away. "Thanks for bringing the stuff in."

"We already got food, essentials, and the furniture is arriving tomorrow..." Emerson pondered aloud as she followed Bones upstairs. She watched him with a smirk. "We could either go out and look around town or just stay in. Your choice."

"Sounds good to me." There wasn't much to see in the area anyway; they wouldn't be gone long. She set their personal bags down on the ground and smiled to Bones. "I can't believe we got this place so easily."

Emerson was about to turn to leave with Bones when he pulled her over. She met his kiss and her smirk dissolved, meeting his passion with her own. It was a few minutes before she pulled back for her breath, smiling again as she reached up to gently hold his face. "Who are you trying to distract?" she teased with a sparkle in her eye.

Emerson returned the lip lock, getting lost in his kisses for a while before she pulled away long enough to reply, "From what?" breathily before continuing the kiss, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around him firmly.

"Aww, just when it was getting fun," Emerson teased, giving Bones' hand a soft squeeze. "A walk sounds good to me. I don't want to deal with people right now anyway," she decided aloud, leading Bones out of the room and back down the stairwell.

"Tomorrow morning," Emerson answered. "Ten or eleven I think." She reached to search Copper behind the ears and walked with the two of them around the house.

Emerson rolled her eyes. "Why just me? Don't you remember my old apartment... The decorations mostly consisted of mason jars filled with herbs and alcohol on random shelves. Or books." She smirked. "What exactly did you have in mind for decorations?"

"I guess I'll go into town tomorrow to get some mason jars," Emerson teased. She squeezed Bones' hand and smiled. "You're right. We should decorate. That way it feels more like a home."

Emerson's face lit up. "That's a good idea," she commented, looking over to one of the barns. One of them was made of wood and the other of metal and concrete. "Let's go look," she said, pulling him along to the sturdier structure of the two.

"Well, that sounds good for the most part, but what qualifies as an enemy, exactly?" Emerson pondered aloud, sliding on of the big doors over so they could go in. "I mean, a year ago you would have been considered an enemy."

"Aye-ye, Captain," Emerson teased back. She surveyed the shop-like barn, noting that it had side rooms. "It looks like it used to be a workshop," she commented, noting the random tables around along with the shelves on the walls. "This would be perfect."

Emerson wrapped an arm around Crispin and smirked. "If I do that then it may not be exactly as I want. I think I'll do it myself," she said, leaning her head on his arm. "But thanks for the offer."

Emerson nodded and took Bones' hand. She walked out with him and slid the door closed behind them. "What do you want to do when we're settled?" she asked curiously.

A gust of cold winter wind blew under the doorway and the air made lots of dust dance. Emerson coughed and covered her nose, nodding to what Crispin had said. "You're not wrong," she replied, her voice muffled by her sleeve.

Emerson put her bag in the back as well, mindful of Copper still sleeping peacefully back there before she looked out the window. "There's a shopping district just over there," she pointed out.