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future!verse: A Quick Visit

While sorting out meeting up with Liz's parents hadn't been too much of a hassle, trying to find a time to meet his family was proving to be more difficult than it really should be. They ended up having to take a shuttle over to Scotland - a fairly quick trip, though of course not so quick as the transporters would have been - where they'd be staying with Scotty's sister for a few days before heading back to California. Of course, traveling from one side of the world to the other meant they'd had to get time zones sorted out, and in order to arrive at Scotland at a reasonable time, they'd had to leave California at a very unreasonable time.

The trip was uneventful, and when they reached their destination, the worst they'd have to contend with was a bit of jet lag. For once - miracle of miracles - it wasn't raining, and while the air was definitely cooler than in California, it wasn't half so bad as Scotty had feared it would be. And although it didn't exactly feel like home, not anymore, he realized he'd missed it more than he thought. "Well, love, this is it." Now to go find his father, who was supposed to be picking them up.

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Liz welcomed the kiss and smiled up at him. His observation about Will tiring himself out made her laugh. "We can only hope, but I'm not holding my breath," she added playfully. She then took her husbands hand, "C'mon Uncle Monty, we've got a brunch to pack."

They found themselves in the kitchen, putting together various snacks and drinks to fit in a basket. Liz had hunted down a large picnic blanket and grabbed jackets, just in case. Will spent the entire time bouncing around the kitchen and whining about how they were taking forever. Liz tried not to laugh at him for fear that she'd only make his whining worse. It wasn't easy.

Scotty made sure the picnic basket was all tightly packed, with no danger of anything falling over or spilling, and when Liz came back with the blanket, he tucked it in on top of everything else. This apparently meant that it was time to go, at least as far as Will was concerned, and he fidgeted and bounced and generally made life difficult as Scotty tried to help him button up his coat. And then, once Will had been properly coated, the boy insisted on 'helping' Scotty into his coat, which consisted less of helping and more of just trying to jam his uncle's arms into the sleeves whatever way they'd fit.

Scotty remedied this by tickling Will until he squealed and ran to hide behind Liz, giggling and still bouncing with excitement. It didn't last long, though, and soon Will was begging Scotty to give him a ride on his back, and of course Scotty couldn't say no. So with Will on his back and the basket securely hanging from one arm, Scotty offered his free arm to Liz. "Shall we, then? It's not too far tae walk, I don't think. Should be fairly close by."

Liz laughed. She did a lot of laughing actually. There was very little time for anything else. It was mostly just a lot of laughing and trying not to laugh and then keeping on with it. Will was frighteningly high energy, which Liz had no accounted for. Once everyone was ready, Will on Monty's back and Monty holding the basket, Liz finished buttoning up her own coat and smiled. "Alright, let's go," she said, sounding mildly exhausted, but completely kidding.

The walk to the park wasn't very long, but Will got restless on his uncle's back and wanted to walk by himself. He insisted on carrying the basket at one point, which he couldn't lift. That resulted in Liz holding it up at one point while Will held the handle loosely. This was sufficient enough for him to call it 'carrying.' They arrived and Liz laid out the blanket first before taking a seat, legs stretched out in front of her, leaning back on her hands and her ankles crossed. "It's lovely out here," cold, admitted, but lovely.

He settled down onto the blanket next to Liz, feeling a sense of familiarity with this particular setting. After all, the two of them had, on occasion, had a picnic in a park on the holodeck. But while the holodeck was pleasantly climate-controlled, it was a little chilly out, especially so early in the day. Not that the temperature in any way detracted from Will's enthusiasm about being out of the house.

Scotty watched his nephew running around, smiling to himself. He'd been a bit worried, he had to admit, that he wouldn't know what to do or what to say to the boy. Actually meeting Will? He was a little surprised at how quickly the boy attached to him - not that he was complaining. "How long, do you think, until he decides it's time tae eat?" he asked, glancing over at Liz.

Liz was having very strange memories of being a kid and how much she loves kids. Having a child around was such a joyous and exciting thing for her. They were upbeat and untainted by the world. It made her feel better about the hope for the future. It was why she wanted to be a mother so bad. She needed some of that innocence in her life that she didn't get to experience.

She chuckled at Monty's question, "it depends on whether he finds something entertaining enough to make him forget that we came to eat at all." Liz tilted her head as she saw him rummaging in the grass. Will had found a worm, albeit a very cold one, but a worm nonetheless. She wrinkled her nose at Will who was smiling and showing it off from afar. Liz only let out a little 'ew' but made no attempt to tell him to drop it. As long as he didn't try and eat - and even then it wasn't that big of a deal - she didn't care. "Boys will be boys," she laughed.

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Excited by his discovery, Will decided to bring the worm over to show off, holding it out with an incredibly expectant expression. Scotty glanced at Liz again, before resigning himself to the fact that he was going to have to accept the thing, and held his hand out. Will promptly dropped the worm and rushed off to go digging around in the grass again, and Scotty discreetly deposited the worm off to one side of the blanket, just praying that Will's lack of anything resembling an attention span would be enough to keep him from asking what had happened to it.

"Aye, boys'll be boys, an'..." He trailed off, watching as Will stopped suddenly and bent down to pick something else up, holding it cupped between his hands as he tromped back in the direction of the blanket. Once again, he gave Scotty an expectant look, and this time, the 'gift' was a tiny frog.

"We have tae keep it!" Will insisted, before running off again.

Scotty glanced at Liz again, and shrugged. "I don't suppose we've got anythin' tae put a frog in, have we?"

Liz made an even more severe 'ew' face and refused to take the worm. Of course it only took minutes for him to come back with something that was obviously much more exciting. It was a tiny little frog and Liz actually 'aww'd' at this one. She liked frogs, but she didn't really want to keep one. "Will, what are you going to do with a frog?" she asked, laughing.

She turned and dug around in the basket. She had containers full of thing and then she saw there was a container that had just some crackers in it. Who really eats crackers anyway? She opened it up and dumped them on a napkin on the picnic basket. She then pulled a hair pin out of her hair - because she's resourceful and the plastic knives they had wouldn't have worked - and poked holes in the top of the plastic container. She then opened it up had him put it in there. She felt sorry for the frog, actually.

He would have helped Liz with the container, except his hands were full of frog. When she opened it up, he dropped the poor thing inside, before reaching over to grab a napkin to wipe his hands. "If he's forgotten about it by the time we're headed home, we can let the wee beastie go." He held the container up to examine the frog, and the frog stared impassively back at him, blinking once or twice.

Will, meanwhile, was hopping around apparently pretending to be a frog, although he eventually hopped back over to the blanket and flopped down, his hands rather incredibly dirty from his exploits.

Liz nodded at Monty giving a sort of, 'poor thing' look and then back at the hopping child. He was pretending to be a frog. She just hoped that he didn't actually catch a fly of some kind. She sighed out of contentment. She forgot how dirty little kids could be, but how endlessly entertaining they were. Will was particularly energetic, which she liked. It kept him busy and busy was something little kids should be. They learned about the world that way.

When will flopped down onto the blanket, Liz laughed and grabbed a napkin. "Come here," she reached for him before he could escape and pulled him towards her, wiping off his hands. They'd get dirty again, but she would keep trying to avoid that problem. Will protested a little and she waited it out before letting him go. He then lay down on his stomach, leaning his head in his hands and staring at the poor captive frog.

Figuring that the best way to get Will to actually eat something wasn't going to be flat out simply telling him to eat, Monty dug through the picnic basket, pulling out various containers, getting a plate all set up for Will. He set up a plate for himself after that, and one for Liz as well. "Time tae eat, lad," he told his nephew, nudging the plate in Will's direction. Will, however, was thoroughly invested in watching the frog do nothing but sit there in its container.

Kids didn't cooperate when it came to food and Liz just shook her head, watching her nephew stare at a frog. She didn't care if he ate now or not. He'd eat when he was hungry. Though she did have one trick to getting kids to eat. If they think they are missing out on something, since kids only know how to be selfish in this stage of development, all she had to do was...

"What's that taste like?" she reached for his plate instead of hers and immediately Will's eyes got big and he sat up and grabbed the plate, pulling it towards him. He scowled darkly at Liz and picked up something to munch on, not even looking at what it actually was before hand. She couldn't help but laugh.

Monty chuckled as well, before setting in on his own plate; he ate fairly quickly and set his plate aside before sprawling out on the blanket, alternating between keeping an eye on Will and keeping an eye on the frog. Will finished about half of his plate before he was off again, no doubt looking for other various small creatures to catch.

"I don't know how Clara manages tae keep up with that lad," he commented, watching as Will lost interest in searching the grass and started running around again. "Will, don't go too far," he called, pushing himself upright again, just in case he or Liz had to run interference and chase after the boy.

"I'm pretty sure you only watch them enough to make sure they don't hurt themselves. Other than that, they're on their own," she added with a laugh. Liz wasn't sure how they kept up either. She knew that it was a lot of work to have kids and sure, it was probably hard on some days, but she was convinced that having kids was what she wanted. Will was great, but she wanted her own.

Monty told him to stay close and Liz felt a sense of pride. He was much more fatherly than either of them realized. She moved and laid down beside him, her head on his lap and still watch the boy run around.

He smiled when Liz laid her head in his lap, shifting a bit so he could lean on hand, stroking her hair with the other for a moment before reaching for her hand. The two of them hadn't discussed the possibility of kids of their own in a while; back on the Enterprise, the idea had just been strange. He'd been certain that he'd have absolutely no idea what to do as far as kids were concerned. Looking after Will was quickly banishing those doubts.

Still, now wasn't exactly the best time to bring the topic up; he was still keeping an eye on Will, although the boy seemed to have gone back to pretending to be a frog, and was doing an admirable job of sticking close by. "You know, love, I've been thinkin'..." He didn't get much farther than that before Will slipped in the middle of a froggy-bounce and fell. Monty winced, and shifted again, preparing to get up and go brush him off or commiserate over whatever small injuries might have been had, but Will just picked himself up and kept right on bouncing around like nothing had happened.

Liz looked up at Monty when he started to talk, but he was redirected by Will falling over. She was then directing her attention that way, but Will was fine. She figured he would be. Kids were resilient and if you didn't pay any attention to their falls, they usually survived. Once he was up and fine, she looked back up at him.

"He's in range. I'm keeping a mental eye on him," she smirked. "What were you thinking?"

He relaxed a bit more when Liz let him know that she was keeping an eye on Will telepathically. "I know we've been busy, gettin' settled in an' makin' these trips," he began, giving her hand a small squeeze. "Well. I was wonderin'..." He paused, watching Will for another moment before continuing, "I mean, once we get ourselves a house an' get all settled in, there's no reason not tae." He didn't seem to realize he hadn't actually specified what it was he was talking about. "If you still wanted tae, I mean. I mean, I'm assumin' you do."

Liz was picking up the signals and she had a feeling she knew where this was going, but in an attempt to block herself a little from him so that he could go ahead and say what he was thinking, she just looked up at him, a soft smile on her lips. Will was occupying most of her mind at the moment, so she didn't have a huge focus on Monty, but she still sort of knew. "What exactly are we wanting to do?" she asked, trying to fish it out of him. She may be telepathic, but she wasn't about to make any assumptions.

He wasn't sure why she was asking, at first. Surely she'd caught some thought of it. Then again, he knew that she liked to give him a chance to come right out and say things, because they both knew that actually voicing thoughts was important to him. He laughed quietly, more at himself than anything else, and smiled down at her, giving her hand another squeeze. "I think you know very well what I'm talkin' about, love," he told her. He would have leaned over to kiss her, but with her head in his lap... He just didn't bend that way. "Kids, love. You've been wantin' them for a while, an' there was never any time... We've got time now. Not now, I mean, but you know. We've got time."

Liz had always made him say the important things out loud. She may have known what he was talking about and she may have been able to even guess, but she also knew that if he grew accustom to her figuring it all out on her own, he'd never have to be sure of himself enough to say it out loud. And when he finally did say it? It was much better than having him just think it.

She just smiled up at him. Maybe ti was because she was a little surprised that he had decided he wanted kids or maybe it was that Clara was partially right about pending all this time with Will that would help convince him. Mostly she was just happy. She was going to have kids with the man she loved. It coudn't possibly be any better than that. "You want to have kids?" she asked, as if she actually needed to confirm it.

"One tae start with, for preference," he teased, still smiling. Partly it had been taking care of Will that had decided him on the matter. Partly it had been seeing Liz's face light up when she got to hold Kevin. If he'd been planning on returning to active duty, or if he'd stayed on the Enterprise, he wouldn't have been so willing to consider the idea, but with a stable job waiting for him when they got back to California, and with the prospect of looking for a house in the near future, it made sense to start reconsidering.

She smirked up at him and decided, they yes, now way about time to sit up and kiss him for being a wonderful, wonderful man. Sitting up to sit beside him, she leaned in and kissed him briefly only after taking a mental check on Will who was apparently captivated by some kind of bug he found. Liz leaned in to kiss Monty again and this time when she pulled back, she had tears in her eyes and was smiling. "You're sure?" she asked, just wanting to be absolutely positive that he was positive.

"Aye, love, I'm sure," he replied, leaning over a bit to get an arm around her. He kissed her again, and then settled in to just sit beside her, leaning against her a bit. "Seems like a bit of an adventure, doesn't it? Raisin' a kid, I mean." As if to prove his point, Will chose that exact moment to run squealing back to the blanket, holding his hands out to show them another worm he had found.

Liz would have responded, but Will was currently trying to hand her a worm. She looked a little uncomfortable about the idea and instead smiled. "I'm sure Uncle Monty wants to see the worm, Will," she chimed in. With a little laugh, Liz watched Will bounce and whine until Monty just had to take the worm from him.

"How about you stop bringing worms back?" she asked. WIll just glared at her as best a five year old can glare. He wasn't really all that bad of a kid. He was just a boy. Granted, a little energetic. Liz leaned a little against Monty. "We can finish this conversation later," she whispered to him, watching Will now roll in the grass. "How's Clara feel about dirt?"

"Clara had me as a brother. I'm pretty sure she's used tae dirt," he laughed, depositing the second worm over the side of the blanket. "Granted, I don't know how she feels about frogs..." And there was little question that Will was going to absolutely insist that he get to take the frog back home. "Though I get the feelin' this isn't the first time he's insisted on takin' somethin' home." He laughed again, leaning his head against Liz's as he watched Will continue to roll around.

"No, probably not," she replied. It was probably not uncommon for Will to come bouncing into the house with something that really ought to stay outside. She could only imagine what Kevin was going to be like when he got a bit older. It was hard to tell when they are little. Sometimes they are just like their siblings, sometimes they are the absolute opposite. It's always something of a surprise. She couldn't wait for that feeling.

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