All at Once (Complete)

xix. Revelations

It had been pretty great having someone around who wasn't always 'life or death' like Riley is. Spence was a burst of fun that was very desperately needed within that cabin. He came over every single day and brought a new board game with him each time, it had become practice that the three of us would sit around the long coffee table in the centre of the lounge room and play whichever new game Spence had brought. It was customary that we tease Riley about his competitive attitude, despite the fact that he normally won. Over a month of eating crap food (and listening to Riley's 'eat healthy' speech, which Spence and I both ignored), being absolute idiots and playing games had passed. The loss of my parents was still heavy but with every day it grew lighter and lighter.

It was a typical Thursday morning in the Greyson/Martin household. Riley was making himself some yogurt and granola healthy crap for breakfast while I tried to convince him that every good diet included pancakes.

"C'mon, Riley. You put strawberries and bananas on pancakes and that's healthy so..." I pleaded.

"And those two pieces of fruit cancel out all the sugar and ice cream you put on it?" He says, with a single raised eyebrow. Despite that fact that he's right I don't give up my endeavor .

"C'mon Riley, pplleeaassee...?" Under normal circumstances I wouldn't resort to begging but this along with my infamous puppy dog eyes always broke him down.

After a moment of careful consideration, he throws his hands up in defeat with a loud sigh, "Fine, I'll make your heart-attack inducing pancakes."

Despite the dig, I clapped my hands in delight, "Yay, thank you, Riley!" I exclaim and reach toward him for a hug. He reluctantly abides before pulling away to grab the flour.

I hear the front door creak open and smile, Spence is here. Considering how often he is here (literally every day), I thought it was only fair that he get a key. My main reasoning behind it was that I wouldn't have to get up and answer the door every time he came but that's beside the point.

"In the kitchen, Spence!" I called out.

He came sliding down the hallway (yes, when i say sliding I mean sliding. Spencer had started wearing fluffy socks so he could slide around on the hardwood floors of the house rather than walking like a normal person. I did have to admit though, it was a lot of fun.)

"Ooh, count me in for some pancakes!" He says as he enters the kitchen. Riley growls and mumbles something about obesity crisis under his breath before making more mixture.

"Spencer!" I shout as he pulls up a seat on the kitchen bench beside me.

"Sabbie!" He shouts back. "What's been happening, my girl?"

"Not much really, I've had to listen to Mr. Calorie critic over here complain about how fat I was going to get for the last half hour."

Spence laughed at that, "Yeah, he's a worrier, that one."

"You guys do know that I can hear you, right?" Riley says as he flips a pancake like a pro.

"Yes," Spencer and I say at the same time.

"Do you wanna see what game I brought us today?" He asks, hands hidden behind his back.

"Ooh! Yes, yes! What is it?" I ask, jumping up and down in excitement. After living with a stone-cold police officer by ourselves in the middle of nowhere without phones or television, I've learnt to find excitement in the little things.

Spence pulls out a game of 'Trouble' from behind him and I smile bigger than I have in a very long time, "Daddy and I used to play that every second Tuesday night when mum was at work."