Separate names with a comma.
"Yeah, let's go," Emerson urged, gesturing towards the door. * * * She waved him away, pulling herself onto the side of the bed and sitting...
"Are we ready to go?" Lucy asked quietly. * * * "Why do you care, traitor?" she asked bitterly, using the nearby bed to prop herself up.
"I do," he said, looking down at her. "It's wonderful." * * * Aisling was lying on the floor, wearing patient's garb and looking pissed. She...
Emerson looked at the papers thoughtfully. "Mallory Rose. It's beautiful." * * * When Dion next tried to see her, he would approach the door...
"Good answer," Lucy teased as Emerson and Rory approached. * * * (Zoop?)
He stood, offering a hand to her. * * * "Mallory Rose... that's lovely too," Lucy mused. "Better than Lucy Virgo." * * * He nodded and turned...
He took her hands, and kissed the back of them gently. "Rory," he said, a small smile in his voice. "Do you... I'm getting concerned that you...
He kissed her cheek, rubbing her back slowly. "I've known about this stuff since the moment I met you," he told her quietly. "It could never...
He frowned, his hand brushing back her hair gently. "Mallory," he said quietly. "I think you're just... the most incredible person I've ever...
He looked down at her before offering her his hand. "We'll find out." * * * She noticed, coming over to him and looking over his shoulder....
"But... do you know what it is?" he asked, raising one eyebrow thoughtfully. * * * She opened another drawer too, flipping through them...
He looked over at her for a moment before kissing her forehead. "R... what does the 'R' stand for?' * * * She shook her head, her arm slipping...
He knelt down next to her, squinting at the names. "What is that?" * * * She looked over at him, her brows furrowed. "I love you so much,"...
He hesitated, looking at it too. "Was this...?" * * * She followed him, frowning deeply. "God, Jaz. I'm so sorry." * * * She laced her...
Emerson followed her, folding his arms. "Are you sure you want to do this, Rory?" * * * Lucy nodded slowly, looking concerned. "Okay. If you...
Emerson frowned deeply, leaning over and kissing Rory's temple. "Where would the files be?" he asked, raising one eyebrow. * * * She wrapped...
They were silent for a moment, each of them holding their significant other's hand. Lucy spoke after a moment. "What... what are you two hoping...
Lucy's eyes were wide as she stepped forward, moving towards the ring. "Jesus..." Emerson frowned, taking Rory's hand gently. "Are you guys...
"Is it... is it abandoned?" Lucy asked cautiously. * * * Aisling was walking through the woods, her eyes alert as she brushed her fingers...
"What does this door lead to?" Emerson asked lowly.
