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Apr. 5th, 2012 | 02:58 pm

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lovin' you [[closed to John]]

May. 9th, 2012 | 10:15 pm

Erica's talk with Puck hasn't exactly inspired moving on. It was a back and forth, Erica not wanting to sound horrible and ungrateful when he was right. She has her baby. But she still has those three babies she can't stop thinking about. And then there are John's.

She knows that they don't matter. But they do. They're John and Juliet's kids. She's felt like crap since it happened, since she found out about it all. And today she finally remembered her birthday and she feels worse.

Taking care of Maddie, she sighs heavily, lost in her own thoughts, talking to her softly as she's on the changing table.

"You don't have a more put together mommy out there somewhere do you?"

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after the celebration [closed to John]

Apr. 8th, 2012 | 10:28 am

John and Erica, having been invited to a renewal of wedding vows at the beach, took the opportunity to have their first child-free date since Madeline was born. It's also the first time Erica's dressed up since having the baby, and she's just a little self-conscious about her middle. Especially after looking at Zoe in her wedding dress - it was inspiring to say the least.

After the ceremony, she and John stay long enough to get in a drink, congratulations, and a dance. Shoes in hand, Erica leaves with him, holding onto his arm. "You know, our one year anniversary is in a couple months," she notes.

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and baby makes three [[closed to John for H&M]]

Feb. 14th, 2012 | 10:29 pm

Erica only has to spend a day in the clinic with Madeline, her perfect, very strong lunged baby girl. Ten fingers, ten toes, a wonderful eater, and now Erica's in her own bed, sitting up against the headboard cradling an awake for the moment newborn. Madeline definitely has her father's hair for now.

Laying her out gently on her legs, Erica admires their daughter, a small smile on her face, watching her yawn. John's running the dogs, and Erica speaks to Maddie quietly. "Look at you, little girl. You're perfect."

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an old fashioned brawl [[closed to John for H&M]]

Jan. 18th, 2012 | 08:11 pm

Erica really isn't worrying. Not at all. The pacing she's doing isn't worrying. It's just that her husband is out breaking up a fight when she would really love to be there. Not fighting, of course. No. Not punch throwing. Probably.

Dammit, she wanted to be there.

Rubbing her belly, she sighs softly, looking at the clock and how late it is, knowing John's going to be irritated at the whole thing and she really shouldn't be disappointed that she isn't there. When she hears the key in the door, she moves as fast as she can to the bedroom so that he won't know she's been pacing and sits on the edge of the bed folding laundry, waiting for him to come to her.

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Dec. 31st, 2011 | 10:14 am

(Continued from here.)

Sighing softly as he kisses her, Erica raises her arms over her head so that he can pull her shirt off. Well, his shirt that is now stretched out. She tried to pick one that he didn't wear all the time, but enough to smell like him even when she washed it.

Dropping her mouth to his neck, she nuzzles against his end of day stubble pressing kisses to the skin.

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Continuation of AU.

Dec. 13th, 2011 | 01:45 pm

Erica's been working on a case for a long time. Suspected terrorist, American born, and she has a solid lead. This case has been long nights and not being home, and if she can just wrap it up, she'll take a few weeks off. But it has to be done first. It'll boost her career for sure - she's a young agent, and this is getting a lot of internal attention.

The day of the raid on the man's home, Erica leads her team out, and they're all wearing protective gear, she's worried but not apprehensive about it. This is part of her job, and for the most part, she feels good about it. When it dissolves into chaos though, and the man who has her back is shot, she's completely open. There are more men in the house than they thought. Before she really takes in what's happening, she feels herself falling backward. Two shots have hit her in the side, where the vest she's wearing doesn't wrap.

A couple hours later, Erica's boss and another agent pull up outside of the McClane household. Every cop knows that two other cops or agents showing up at the door is never good.

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An AU.

Nov. 5th, 2011 | 08:41 pm

Erica Murphy has had an entire lifetime of her parents completely stifling her. Where was she at all times, who was she with, ridiculous curfews, straight A's or else. Nuns that would tell her parents the first time she slipped up and talked out of turn or whispered during weekly mass. It did exactly what people on the outside looking in would expect it to.

Once she got to college, the first couple of months she really did act like her father was going to show up around a corner. Both of her parents were feds, it wouldn't be so unusual. But the first time her roommate got her to loosen up with some vodka, Erica didn't really look back. Especially with football season in full tilt. She went to more parties than she did classes, went home with guys, got nice and drunk. Her parents were paying for everything, so she didn't really care much where the money went.

Through all of it though, she hasn't really made friends. No one to consistently hang out with, no one she can talk to. She keeps filling the voids up with guys to make out with and more parties. At one particular party though, she doesn't like the vibe of it all. She's used to the regular pot being passed around, but she's not comfortable with the crank, and she walks out of the frat house, stumbling, a little drunk. Bleary eyed, she finds her way to one of the boxes that will let her call for a campus security escort, so she does, then grabs her cigarettes out of her purse and leans against the post as she smokes, staying right under the light.

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Wild wild west. [[closed to John for H&M]]

Oct. 31st, 2011 | 08:42 pm

(Continued from here)

Erica makes her way back to the bedroom, and because she doesn't know about all of these glowing lights, she finds the candles and matches, and lights all of them she can find, then flips that switch so that only the glow of the candles is in the room. It's like home, and it's much, much better for her. Some things she loves - the shower, that's amazing. And the way John looked at her when the garments hugged her body. The pictures, especially showing the baby inside of her. But other things she doesn't want to worry with.

Climbing into the bed, she can't help but breathe out. "Oh my God, this is damn near the best bed..." There are so many pillows that she lets herself sink down into them, hair spread out around her head.

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