Breathe, a storm is brewing

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Busy mornings. What never failed to get Daisy up in the morning was the fact the had to not only get to work, but also making sure she had breakfast with Katelyn. She had thought about suggesting Katelyn to have a room there, but Daisy also wasn't ready to let her daughter live away from home. Not seeing her every single day. That thought was heart breaking to her, and here was Nigel worried whenever she would start dating. Daisy had been worried ever since Katelyn had started not needing her as much as she used to, and she wasn't looking forward to her one day actually moving away from home. "See you later honey! Have a good day," Daisy yelled after Katelyn, trying to reach the door but her daughter full of life and energy was already towards the bus. Daisy chuckled a bit to herself and headed to the kitchen to do the dishes.

Daisy took a slightly deeper breath in, just about put another can of coffee on when the shout sounded, and before she knew it she ran towards the door. "Hey what's wrong?" Daisy's eyes looked over Katelyn, afraid for a moment that something had happened to her. But quickly she also got the information about what was going on. Some guy by the pond, or dude as her teenage daughter so lovely said. "Okay, I will look into it," she assured Katelyn and breathed out calming herself down again. Daisy smiled as her daughter gave her a kiss on the cheek, and Daisy quickly grabbed her into her embrace to send her off right. "Tell your father hello from me, and remember to ask him if he still wanted the coffee table - it's just taking up space in the garage," she reminded Katelyn as she once again went out the door.

The banshee took a deeper breath in before she headed out the door, and walked over to the pod. Daisy wrapped her arms around her as she stepped closer to the man by the pod. She frowned a bit, sensing the deep fog of sorrow hanging over the area around him. "Hey, are you alright?" She asked carefully as she stepped closer to him.

Daisy didn't really need to know what was going on with him to know he was in a lot of pain. Emotional pain was a language she spoke and understood way too well, so she just took a deeper breath in as he confirmed he wasn't alright. It was also one of the most stupid questions in the world. The chances people answered it honestly was very low, however, he was honest about it, which was something. Daisy took a sharper breath in and narrowed her eyes a little bit. "It's alright, it's a good place to think," she pointed out and took a few steps closer towards the stranger. Daisy didn't know why he couldn't seem to keep his eyes on her, maybe he was just embarrassed about having teleported himself to the wrong location. She didn't really put too much thought into it, when you were distressed, you did some weird stuff. Daisy had a major in doing weird stuff when she was grieving or just feeling sad, mostly because her abilities often were so highly connected to her emotions. But trapping herself in an illusion where her world wasn't falling apart back when Maya first had been taken from her, that had been the most lose of control she'd ever had been, and luckily Nigel had been able to pull her out of it. Still not one of her most proud moments. Daisy took a few steps closer and sat down beside him. "I come out here and sit whenever I feel like the world is a mess too, so perhaps it wasn't the world just thought you should have a little peace of mind. I don't know, being close to any source of water calms my nerves whenever I'm a train wreck," she chuckled a bit while shaking her head slightly. It was perhaps oversharing, but sometimes you just needed someone to talk to, even if it was a stranger. It was what she hoped to meet as well, what she hoped the people she loved would meet if they were ever in distress or sad. She hoped that someone would see them and take their time to talk to them, even if they had never met before. "I'm Daisy."

Drinking and teleporting should not be allowed either, she chuckled a bit, exhaling while looking into the pod. "You should put that on a t-shirt," she turned her eyes over to him with a soft smile reaching her lips as he tried to lighten the mood. Cassian, she nodded a bit giving him a friendly smile while she looked into his sad eyes. He quickly told what was making him sad, the anniversary of his wife's death - that was a tough one. "I'm terribly sorry to hear," she placed her hand shortly just over her chest where her heart was, still looking at him with a pained smile. "I don't think you ever let anything like that go, not really, you just put it in a place where it hurts a little less for a while and sometimes it just pays you a visit, unexpectedly," she moved her eyes back to he pod. Daisy hadn't lost many people, not to death, but to the unknown. First her brother being taken from her when he was only one year old, her mother leaving few years after because she couldn't take it. Then her own baby girl being forced from her only hours after being born. The unknown was a terrible place, at least with death, your mind could find peace in the story being over. When you were stuck in the unknown, everyday was an endless circle of despair.

In the corner of her eyes she watched as he lifted the flask up, taking a sip, and she moved her head to him as he handed her the flask. "Mate, you are already sitting at my pod, I think we skipped strangers and became pod buddies," she took the flask, laughing a bit at herself, before she took a mouthful of the whisky. Whisky in the morning was way more affective than coffee, that was to say for sure. Daisy handed him the flask back, and breathed out. She always rushed so much in the morning to make sure everything was set for the day, sitting here for a second and just be in the moment felt nice - well needed.    

Loss. There was many ways to lose someone, death was the permanent way, no take backs - unless you had some godly way to fix your misfortune. The question made her take a slightly sharper breath in. Having it all right now, Daisy had gotten things into a slightly better perspective. Yes, it had been quite overwhelming to suddenly have your daughter, but also your brother back in your life. People she never thought, and only dreamed of seeing again after so many years. Now they were here, in her life. "Not to death," she breathed out and licked her lips a little bit. She couldn't help but chuckle a bit, by the next statement. "It's alright, I've been bottling up things for years at this point, call it self-sabotage,"she replied with a small shrug. If anything Daisy had been way to hard on herself the entire time, over working herself to a point where she had hit rock bottom. "My daughter was taken from me few hours after she was born, her father and I tried to find her for so many years without luck. It drove me mad, it took almost twenty-one years before we found her. Twenty-one years, I'm even still adjusting to that," for some reason talking about Maya's situation was the easiest, it had always been the one people held more onto. Not the kidnapped brother, or the fact she had almost had a miscarriage with Katelyn, felt how that life almost had slipped away. The whole being a banshee situation was also just a pain in her ass most of the time. But the Maya thing was just the top of the iceberg that was called her life. "I have another daughter as well, she was the one spotting you here," Daisy smiled while looking at the pod.

She couldn't help but smile by the mention of spotting Katelyn, yeah if anyone noticed what happened around in this garden, it was Katelyn. Katelyn was also the main reason why Daisy had moved to a house with a bigger garden, where they could make it just how they wanted it. Daisy frowned a bit when he thanked her for sharing, to be fair it was the story she had been living for so long, she sometimes even forgot how tragic it sounded or felt. She was used to carry that pain at this point, but only in moments like this she felt the sting in her heart as it recalled how unbearable it had felt in the beginning. "To be frank it's only the top of the iceberg, but in fear of sounding like I'm going to throw myself a pity party -- I will spear you from the troubled details" she breathed out as she scratched the back of her head a bit. Daisy chuckled a bit. "What's been spoken about at the pond stays at the pond, isn't that what people say - or is it only about Vegas?" Daisy joked a bit shaking her head for a brief second.

Then Cassian shared something as well, making her fold her lips together as she listened carefully. He had found a son that he didn't even know he had, that shock she couldn't imagine how that. She couldn't even imagine not having told Nigel about when they had been expecting Maya. A part of her also wanted to believe there was a good reason behind such attention, but nothing less, she couldn't see a world where someone didn't deserve to know that they had a child in his world. But it’s hard, isn’t it? Daisy took a deeper breath in and licked her lips as she held her breath. It was hard. It was more than hard. Nothing was harder than knowing someone you only wanted the best for, had experienced the worst, and there was nothing you could have done. "She has just been through so much, and she is so young - and I have no idea how to comfort her, it's getting better. But - there is still so much missing, first steps, words, boyfriends, girlfriends - everything, this wasn't how things were supposed to be," she sighed a bit before shaking her head. "But it's awful that she didn't at least tell you," Daisy was still not over that factor. There wasn't a world where she wouldn't have confided in Nigel about a matter like that. The story between Cassian's and his son's mother, and the one Daisy shared with Nigel, was perhaps far from the same and nothing you could compare, but she none of her former boyfriend really compared to what she'd with Nigel back then.

"Have you eaten yet?" she then asked and looked to him. "Katelyn finished her breakfast way before I did, and I have some leftover bread and coffee, if you are hungry - and thirsty for something else - I'm still not judging," she asked with a warm smile reaching her lips while looking at him. Despite them being strangers, she didn't even feel as they were strangers - not with the stories they had just told. The feels. She could at least invite him in for a bite and a cup of coffee, if he wanted.

Daisy chuckled a bit, he did make a fair point. And sometimes it needed to be okay to feel sorry for oneself. "That is very true, valid point," she responded with a smaller smile sneaking up on her lips. "Sounds like a plan," she smiled to the response of them keeping today between them. Daisy was quite sure as well, if she told anyone about the fact that she had been sitting here, sharing tragic moments of her life with a stranger - Nigel would at least give her a power point presentation on why she shouldn't do such thing, or perhaps not a power point but something that would feel like it. Even if she knew it was just him wanting the best for her.

But here was someone who related and understood, of course Nigel understood this as well. It was just like Maya had an easier time talking to him, and Daisy had always been really good at not just overthinking, but over feeling as well. But it was also nice to meet someone else who wasn't as closely bound to the family and everything that had happened to it, to actually relate to her and talk to. Even if the stories were different. Daisy listened to his story.

A part of her still wanted to understand why the woman had done things that way. Being married explained a lot. Still nothing that Daisy could imagine herself, and for another thing she wasn't the one to snoop into others affairs. Not like this. It however, felt like he needed someone to talk to as well, and she knew that feeling way too well, a stranger to talk to -a place where you weren't going to be judged. Daisy narrowed her eyes when he mentioned the man that had raised his son, yeah, well, at least it sounded like his son had been treated right. Daisy wished she could say the same thing about the people who had taken and raised Maya, she still longed for the day where she could burn those people's world down. "Some people have a way of surprising us," she chuckled a bit to herself.

Her face lighted up, when he agreed to come in and eat. So, she got up, looking at him to make sure he was alright - he after all had been sitting out here drinking, who knew how long and how much he had been drinking prior that. But as he seemed alright she started to make way towards the house again. Daisy closed the door when they got inside, she had rushed outside so shoes hadn't been a thing she had worn. "Make yourself at home," she smiled at him as she stepped towards the kitchen, just in time for the bread being done baking. The smell of fresh baked goods and coffee was spinning around the room. Fresh fruit and berries from the garden. Daisy grabbed her phone quickly to text Katelyn that everything was alright, and after she just put her phone on the counter. She didn't need it.

Daisy grabbed a clean mug for him, and poured up some coffee. "Just black, or do you take milk or sugar?" She asked, refilling her own mug after. Daisy took some milk out and put a little amount in her cup, before handing him his mug. Then her attention returned to the oven and put on some potholders to grab the tray with the bread and pulled it out. "And it looks like its perfect," she smiled proudly at herself as she placed it on one of the table protectors. Then her eyes turned back to Cassian.