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[Yancy seriously needs to learn how to deal with her when she's crying, it's been hundreds of years, you would think that he'd be able to steel himself against it. But he still can't, he still hates to see her suffering, would do anything to protect his little sister.]

One night. We can look for a place to leave him tomorrow. It's late for humans now anyway.

One night. Deal.

[ because that's all she really needs. more like two hours to coordinate, book, and purchase plane tickets and pack a backpack quietly. it is late, and the baby is out the second she puts him on her bed, but he's a good kid who doesn't cry when she rouses him around 8 and buckles him into his car seat. she's heating up a bottle of formula in the kitchen when yancy intercepts them, but smiles and promises that she won't come back with the baby.

because, yanno, she has no intention of coming back at all.

it's not hard to start a new life in a new city. they've been doing it for years. and raleigh finds she's more warmly welcomed into her new york apartment building while masquerading as a single mother in the midst of a nasty divorce. and maybe it's the social pressure, and maybe she really did get better at it, but jazmin turns two, then three, then four — and then starts asking questions about his fictitious dad, and raleigh decides she's homesick. it's some tuesday morning or something when they knock on the alaska house door again. it's snowing, and raleigh has her keys but thinks it'd be a little too rude to use them after so long, and jaz wanted to ring the doorbell anyway, so~! ]

[Yancy's less surprised when she's gone the next morning and more shocked that she doesn't return within a couple of weeks with blood on her clothes and tears on her face and she won't have to say anything, because that will say it all and he'll pull her in for a hug and keep his words to himself.

He wonders if she's killed the child and then refuses to come back because she doesn't want to deal with him telling her 'I told you so' which he would do at some point. Or if the guilt is crushing her. So he asks around about her, contacts vampires across the country and the world really, that he knows and asks them to keep an eye out for her.

It's almost a year before someone finally tells him that she's in New York City with a human child and oh Raleigh. Raleigh, you didn't. You're not.

Then she's back, ringing the doorbell and he knows it's her because he can smell the child, Jaz, from the other side of the door.]

Don't you know how to call first?

Some of us take joy in surprises, man, [ she drawls in response, beaming like she totally didn't just pull a dick move that lasted the last several years and involved a human that she'd managed to keep alive that long.

raleigh has a rather impressive entitled brat streak in her, and sticking with it, she hikes her backpack a little more securely up onto her shoulder and takes jaz's little hand in her own, shouldering past her brother and inviting the two of them inside. ]

Knock the snow off your boots, baby, [ she adds as after thought, dropping his hand to ruffle his fluffy blond hair. but then her attention zeroes in on yancy, and that wide wide smile gets — if (in)humanly possible — all the wider.

this is raleigh, going in for a big hug. ] Hi! Hi, I missed you!

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