everyonelives | the challenge, bring order to the whole

( Losing Wynonna was not as crushing a blow as it could have been. The push and pull of their relationship did get him through a lot but once he shut that door behind him he was better off. And human. Doc drove Cheryl away and never looked back.

Domestic bliss wasn't reached easily, and there really is no such thing as domestic bliss. He and Rebekah have something close therein. He settles in New Jersey, first, until he decides that he likes the bustle of Manhattan. (Jeremy and Waverly visited more when he moved to the city.) Jeremy surprised him with Adele tickets courtesy of Black Badge and that is where he met his future wife. The bar outside an Adele concert. They both agreed Adele is real music and that she harkens back to a simpler time.

Their courtship was an innocent one, free of revenants and vampires. But, an old witch's grudge brought the both of them back into the world they left behind and it came out that they were both once immortal, something that only brought them closer together. Jeremy, Wavery, Nicole, and even Wynonna attended the wedding. One of her sisters and two of her brothers made it. It was a family affair.

He knows he will never be right for Rebekah in Niklaus' eyes. He is the cowboy from Purgatory. There were words exchanged about the significance of the word and long-held resentments of Rebekah choosing to cure herself. But time heals and passes and soon they had a child together.

They lived a particularly insular, cultured life with very few close friends, two of which had grown extremely close with them. Neal Caffrey, a man Rebekah had met while traveling abroad and Sara, his forever fiancée, a modern idea if he ever saw one. But, he liked Sara, she was tough-as-nails and found him gainful employment that was better than police work. Even though he liked being law enforcement, he very rarely colored inside the lines and his number would have been up when it came to legality. Everything worked out.

Adorning himself of cufflinks, he straightens his collar out, checking himself in the mirror. No hat tonight, not on such a formal occasion. Instead, his hair is slicked back behind him. )

It is tender, juicy, and resting atop the stove.

Perfect.

[She never thought she could be this happy. But with a husband she loves and a family she treasures, it's like she has the life she's always wanted. If only Klaus could be less of a dick about it at times.

She smiles as she turns to face him, before adjusting her collar.]

You look very handsome.

That is not hard to do in your presence.

( Every day she takes his breath away, dressed up or down, with their child underfoot or in hand, or not.

He knows that like most, family takes time to come around. He has high hopes for her brother and hers relationship. )

I lit candles for the ambience. Too much?

No, I think it's lovely.

[Their dinners could always use a bit of ambience. Though Neal certainly has enough stories to set the mood. Might as well add some candlelight to go with it. Stepping out to check on the food, a knock sounds at the door.]

That's probably them. Open the wine?

( Their dinners are so often baby food and quickly shoveled gourmet (Doc has become quite the cook) but he wouldn't trade them for anything.

He grabs the electric wine opener, before thinking better of it with Neal being their guest for the evening.

As for Neal, he holds a bottle himself (very old, very expensive, very dry. A perfect red for chicken) as he knocks. )

[Sara is checking her hair in the reflection of the elevator door when Rebekah opens the door and flashes them both a wide smile.]

Welcome! Come on in. John Henry was just opening the wine.

[She will step back to the side to let them in, allowing some of the fresh cooked food to waft out into the hallway.

"Smells delicious," Sara smiles, stepping in and giving Rebekah a kiss on the cheek.]

Yeah, it smells like you've outdone yourselves. Again.

( He steps in to kiss Rebekah's cheek next before presenting the wine. )

For after the first bottle.

( Sara will find Doc filling a decanter with a deep red blend.

"Hello Sara, Neal," he says nodding to Neal.

Neal takes his rat pack Fedora off and hangs it on the halltree, undoing his jacket and waiting for Sara's so he can hang them, too. )

[Sara passes off her jacket before making her way over to John Henry with a smile.

"Enjoying your adult night off?"]

We're certainly intending to. How was your days?

( "Sara can speak to our lascivious asset-hiding client," Doc says, continuing to slowly pour into the decanter to let the red breathe. )

Other than taking my namesake for a walk in the park and ice cream, I think I have a serious buyer lined up for June's place.

( There are so many memories there that he wants the right person to own it, to really cherish it and make it their own. It's why it's taken so long. He vets. )

Oh, good. That place deserves to have a good owner that will treat it with respect.

[June was another charming member of their little gang who sadly was no longer with them, but at least her home was getting someone who would take care of it.]

My thoughts exactly.

( It's a serious undertaking for him.

Doc finishes with the bottle and drops it into their recycling, coming over to greet Sara.

"Hello," he says with a smile. )

Hi. Long time no see.

[It's not as though they weren't just working together after all. She makes her way closer, intending to make herself useful.]

Anything that needs to go to the table?

( Hours, really. )

The chicken is resting. The side dishes can be ladled into their vessels.

( But don't put yourself out, Sara!

Neal finds the wall of records Doc and Rebekah have been amassing. He scans the titles.

"What's our soundtrack tonight," he asks, perusing. )

[And she will go to do just that, because she's a helpful guest. Rebekah makes her way over to Neal and scans her options again.]

I'm in a bluesy mood. What do you all think?

A little Fats Domino or Allen Toussaint. Keep things in the Big Easy. Do you get back there often?

( He'll slide both out, one for now and one for later, always interested in Rebekah's life. )

Not as often as I'd like, but my family is still there.

[She misses her brothers fiercely, but she also loves her life in New York.]

Sometimes that's a pro, and sometimes it's a con.

But, you have your life here and a life waiting should you and John want a long weekend, or a summer sabbatical.

( John-Henry lowers the lighting in the living room for the ambience, joining Sara in the kitchen.

"I know this was your line, but should you need any more help?" )

[She nods. "I'm sure we'll see plenty of each other. Henry has a cousin down there after all."]

I've got it handled. I may not be a master chef, but I can put sides into bowls.

[She nods to a couple that are finished.]

If you want to start ferrying over those, though, I can't stop you.

I will ferry, then. Were you able to locate Mr. Rivers?

( Neal nods.

"Maybe before long," he says, as the sounds of a saxophone waft through the apartment. )

No, he seems to have conveniently not returned to his apartment. But I was talking to Peter this afternoon and given the size of the situation he might be able to run some records.

[They'll find him eventually. Just a matter of time.]

That should prove fruitful. Peter does have a knack.

( He likes Peter, too. He is the old fashioned type. The man not made anymore. Not in Purgatory, anyway.

Neal helps himself to the decanter and grabs four glasses, pouring one for everyone.

"This aroma..." )

It really does smell so good.

[She brings the final dishes over and goes to pull out her chair.]

And I am starving, so let's eat.

Yes, let's.

( John-Henry takes the head of the table with Rebekah at the other, the couples across from one another but still able to mingle, lean, and cheers. )

To a delightful gathering.

Cheers to that.

[And with that they will settle in to enjoy the evening until at some point Doc's phone begins to ring, Donna's name flashing across the screen.]

If you will excuse me.

( He gets up from his chair and steps out onto their small veranda. )

Hello, Donna. I am at this present moment entertaining a coworker, her husband, and my wife. Henry is with one of his uncles. I wouldn't presume you and Harvey have plans, but should you be near, you are more than welcome.

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