Vikky wondered momentarily how much her mother was able to read her. Probably quite well, she’s her mother after all. It would be stranger if she could not read her, after all. If she couldn’t… well, no one could. Short of people with mind-reading powers. And as of yet, Vikky was pretty sure she had managed to avoid such people.

“I’ll need to thank them both, then. Both Vilmer for being so righteous, and then father for defending him.” And then, she’d probably need to be thanked, too. Because if he had not been her boyfriend, would her father have defended him? … Vikky, don’t think like that! She giggled to herself again. It was a really good feeling to know there wasn’t all that much that she needed to worry about. They had all run into their share of trouble, but pulled through. She was so happy they were so fine, because Vikky… uh… um… … … … … The trail of thoughts ended there.

“Yes! I’d love to have him over for dinner if father can handle it~” Vikky beamed at her mother. It was really rare to have to mention if father could handle it, but he had been shot after all. So… she’d see Vilmer again. Vikky leaned her head back in her seat with a satisfied smile and placed her hands in her lap. She looked out through the window with dreaming little eyes. Life was such bliss right now, especially after a hard time. Not that she had been the one going through the bad time… uh… she hadn’t, right?

Ironic that she would think of someone with mind reading capabilities as he pressed into her thoughts, manipulating her reality even now as events played out before her.

“Vilmer is still at the hospital with your dad I believe since he's expecting you to arrive soon I think he's waiting for you though I'm not too sure about that. He could be just being nice and not over staying his welcome though I figured that Vilner is waiting on you. He certainly isn't waiting for me,” she laughed a little as if dismissing the possibility of being a MILF. No, she believed she had a good read of the boy and her daughter.

“Your father isn't going to mind of course. He won't be discharged from the hospital for a few days yet even though he is on the mend so it will be only us three …

“Still I figured that there's a lot you two need to catch up on.” She was nof fool of course and added for the benefit of her daughter. “Just be safe about it ...”

Now there was little to prompt that save for perhaps an assumption of what might occurred seeing that the pair had been away from each other for some time and sparks we more likely to fly because of it.

Vikky giggled a bit with her mother when she had declared that Vilmer was not waiting for the older one of them. “Don’t worry about that. There is another one there that certainly would wait for you forever~” Referring to father, there. Of course. Their love was what created her. Vikky felt herself blush slightly as she realized it was two girls heading to the location where both their men were waiting. Well, it wasn’t yet fully permanently decided in Vikky’s case, but… it still made her feel giddy. Vilmer… how had he taken her absence, and how would he react to seeing her again..? They had kissed in the past, but only when alone and only when the feelings had been right. Would he kiss her now..?

… Vikky couldn’t help but giggle lightly in amusement at what her mother had said. She probably shouldn’t have. “Safe about it?” She asked, trying to keep her tone serious, which was difficult directly after that revealing giggle. “What do you mean? What is there to be safe about when catching up on things..?” Oh, she couldn’t stop smiling. This was bad. Her mother was so onto her. Um. Well. That might not be so bad, after all. Wait, had she planned on doing..? No, not really… why did it feel like her mother’s worry was edging her on..? … Must be some childish rebellious instinct…

“Yes, about 'it' Vikky. I'd like to think I'm not old enough to be a grand mother just yet,” Joesphin was rather blunt with matters but she was looking out for her daughter too. She didn't want to see her paying for one moment of passion for the rest of her life for instance.

She didn't know what the two would actually get up to though it was fairly obvious that such could be explored by the two as an option. Neither had seen the other in a bit and it was clear that they still shared feelings for one another. This tragety would perhaps bring them closer together.

Of course, iniatially her daughter tried to be elusive but even she knew that the gig was up. She did not scold her or preach to her, Vikky was old enough to make her own decisions now. Her father would probably think otherwise of course but he didn't need to know about this conversation at all.

“I wouldn't doubt it if you two pick right up from where you last left off. Young love.” She sighed a little, though of her husband then smiled. Yes, he still wanted her alright so it didn't matter much if she was thought of as a MILF or not.

Her body was still athletic and done, and while it was a number of years since she had Vikky there was no physical evidence anyway. She had to get three stitches after the birth and while she had been in pain she had to admit that the conception was the fun part.

Oh, gee. She really said it. Vikky felt her face go bright red as she couldn’t stop smiling. Of course she had considered the possibility. In fact, her body tingled at the thought. It had done so often in the past too, times when she had been together with Vilmer. Those times he hadn’t made any moves, but she’d have been ready if he did. This time, though, was a bit more powerful than other times. Vilmer had been forced to spend a while without her, a while feeling that emptiness. If… if he had somehow come to terms with what he wanted, then… … Oh, so red she was.

“D-don’t worry, mom.” Vikky stammered a bit due to a poorly constructed sentence before saying it. “I’m more than… uh… I’m more than aware I should avoid getting… uh… getting pregnant” oh, gee, SHE SAID IT “as long as I am in school. Especially one which forces my absence from the would-be father” SHE SAID IT “, so… Yeah. I’m not so passionate I’ve become stupid. Say, do they sell condoms at the hospital..?” That last line was more to potentially step on a nerve of her mother’s than to actually be serious. But still… that didn’t prevent her from being all red in her face as she sat back in the car-seat, hands in her lap…

“I never implied that you were stupid, Vikky, only that we all can make foolish decisions from time to time in the heat of the moment. Look at me for instance. All that training for the Plympic team only to end up conceiving you and having to drop out of contension.

“And no, you weren't a burden and all that. I was lucky that your father stuck around. I'm not saying Vilmar won't but you never can guess at these things. Everything worked out in the end for me. I got a beautiful ba y girl out of the deal, much better than another shinny metal hanging on the wall and got to marry a wonderful man too. I just want to ensure that you get to have the same.”

She fell silent until her daughter mentioned condoms. She guessed she should have seen that one coming, imagine if her mom had a similar talk with her all those years back what she would have said.

“Don't be a smart ass. I'm pretty sure they don't have them in the gift shop. But there's a pharmacy, there, we could stop at.”

She pointed, nodded. The hospital wasn't too far from the airport, neither was this pharmacy either.

Aegir kept orchestrating these events though, so far there were no unforseen hitches. The dream was in her native dialect, the situation possible (as far as she knew) and what she could expect from a homecoming. There were still elements, twists and turns that he intended on using though he carefully was weighing when he should use them and had to decide if he were going to make an appearance at some stage. He did not always do so such as the case had been with Nell, other times he let the dream run it's course as was the case with Ryu, then introduce himself to her afterwards. Of course he had options here. If he introduced himself during the dream she may thing that he was part of it, of course if he did so he might have to grant her a smigion of her memory so she'd be more likely to believe it … but time would certainly tell ...

Oh, that little story. It still brought smiles to Vikky’s expression whenever she heard it. While she liked Vilmer… a lot… she knew the good points that her mother did point out. This was also a part of why she had wanted to be so far away when going to college. Vilmer and her had been in a slight disarray last time they saw each other, because he had denied her the opportunity to go to the same school as him due to him choosing an all-boys school. It was to see if he was still devoted to her when Vikky came back. So far so good, she thought. But… yeah.

“I… I didn’t mean that one seriously. J-just keep going to the hospital. They are expecting us.” Vikky silently stammered out on her mother’s response to her condom question. If she were to use one… it would certainly be without her mother being aware of it. Most definitely certainly. If she went to get one, it would be by herself, and she’d keep it secret. Possibly she’d send Vilmer to get one. Or tell him to bri- no, that would ruin the surprise. Herself. But she most absolutely certainly would not have her mother drive her especially to buy one..! She found herself twitching in embarrassment at the direction this conversation had taken. She’d just remain silent until they reached the hospital now…

… She was still entirely unaware of that she was really just sleeping with a being above her manipulating her dream…

Aegir was the aconductor in this orchestra. He knew what Vikky's expectations where and the personalties of those involved too so manipulating events was easy for him. He still had decisions to make of course but for now he was content to allow the student to get immersed in this dream, to loose herself in it as if it were another reality. He wanted just that, for her to get lost in it. He had his reasons of course, one of two depending how he decided to approach things but for now he took a wait and see approach here.

There were things he desired after all, things that he wanted. Sure he could control others but that was not the same. No, never the same … he played around with the option in his mind though.

“You sure?” Joesphin added, either kidding or being dead serious it was hard to say though they continued on mostly in silence. The switching on of the radio putting an end to their conversation. Soon enough they were at the hospital. Room 303, and currently Vilmer was there, still dressed in his baseball uniform, coming to or from practice. Only two visitors were allowed at a time and so he excused himself from the room, he looked at Vykky, a brief smile filtering across his face though he soon looked away self conscious perhaps.

“We'll talk later,” he said as he passed her.

“Hon, do you want a coffee?”

Now her father wasn't much of a coffee drinker, he nodded though understanding that she was looking for an excuse to leave Vikky here with him alone.

“Hey, sport! So, they actually let you out of school for this? So, how long did you escape for?”

... Oh, mom. You’re either as bad as your daughter, or something else that Vikky have no idea about. She just sat silent, her blush shining through anything she’d ever be able to say. She’d… she’d just stay like this. To lighten the mood and because Vikky doesn’t feel comfortable unless talking at times, she started telling her mother about school. Positive things, mostly. Nice people, a beautiful island and the rooms are really nice, despite school and such. Also, the plane ride was so cozy. Such was Vikky’s interpretation from the memories she knew of.

They headed up to the room where father and Vilmer were supposed to be. Indeed, they were. Her father, Fredrik Nyberg, was there. He was sitting in a hospital bed, upright showing no real sign that he’d been on the verge of being in real trouble. On his side was Vilmer, and he… oh, gee… He was dressed in his baseball uniform. It was the same kind of uniform he had worn first time she had seen him, first time she had talked to him, and the time she fell in love with him… He was tall, and nice black hair. Quite strong, too, as well as skilled. And nice, heroic, and ambitious. Everything one could love in a man as far as Vikky knew. Vilmer just smiled at her slightly, before passing her with those words while Vikky pretty much held her breath as he came closer…

… Talk later? Was that it when they met each other? No matter how briefly, he should at least…! Vikky impulsively hugged him when he passed without a second comment. Hugged him from the side, since that was the side he was showing her right now. She made sure to press herself extra close to him, unless he fought off her by some reason. After a brief moment of contact… right in front of parents… she’d respond. “Yes. Talk later.” She'd then let go of him. She needed to tell him just how much she missed him. A hug was… effective, to say the least. Now she’d just wander off to her dad who deserved at least the same treatment. Mom left, for whatever reason. Ah, well.

“A little while. Didn’t really ask how long, I was too busy getting home. Though I suspect I’ll receive a healthy reminder if I’m gone too long.” She approached him with an ever so happy expression where he was seated and… “Where were you shot, father?” It MIGHT have been obvious, but… “I need to know where I can hug you without potentially harming you.” … And then she just embraced him, the way a daughter would her father after not having seen him for a while. If there were any obviously wounded areas, she’d avoid those. But otherwise… “I’m so happy you’re alright, dad…”

The hug was brief of course and Vilmer had not pulled away, clear signs that he had not met anyone else, right? He even hugged her back briefly, pulling her up against him though he did not kiss her, not in front of her father anyway.

“Later.”

He repeated the words though she could see that she had a clear effect on him … Vilmer wasn't wearing his cup yet it seemed as she noted some additional growth at the front of his pants at that brief contact but soon enough she was left alone with her father.

He seemed plaeased that her stay was indeinate at this stage. He thought and grinned. The grin faded with her question.

“In the ass. They have me sitting on this donout ...” he smiled a little and shook his head obviously kidding he pointed to this left ribs.

It was a life threatening injury but he had recovered from it more or less at this stage. At least he was out of the woods.

“Your so far away now. I don't think I should let you go back. Stay here, your mother still hasn't changed anything in your room and you can even go to the community college with Vilner until you can transfer into another.”

Good... his reactions were good. Vilmer was still hers. There should be no problem with… …! Th-that was no illusion, right!? H-had his pants… really… from that brief time of contact… Had he really…!? Oh, GEE. And she was the cause of it!? Why… why was the entire world seemingly boiling down to that!? The entire world was foreshadowing a future event that she hadn’t… really… planned on happening yet. B-but… if Vilmer… Em… um… Attention! Back to father!

Vikky made sure that her hug around father was around his neck, then, and she made sure to come from his right side in order to not disturb the wound. But hug him she would. No matter what.

“I can? I can go to the community college with Vilmer?” She actually sounded hopeful. “Do you think they’d allow me to do that? I… I almost think I want to.” The reason why she went there had disappeared, after all. And she was not entirely mature in her choice of school. In fact, the reasoning would probably get her yelled at. Just feeling cozy, Vikky cuddled up to her very much living father. Currently, she harbored no desire to break free from any chains or act rebel against any authority. Just live her peaceful life with her parents… and Vilmer. Oh, yes, Vilmer. She probably should reconsider not directing her mother to get those condoms…

It could have been the fact that Vilmer was recently returned from that all boys school so the barest contact was something that he had not been useful. Maybe the other students there told him about what they had gotten up to and he recalled something they told him. Or maybe he genuinely missed her, thought about this and well …

Whatever the case Vikky would needc more information to answere that qustion.

“I don''t see why not, your here anyway and it's not like anyone on the school board is placing a gun to your head and forcing you back. I would like it if you stayed and I know your mother would be thrilled about it too.”

Wait a second… He had been expelled for beating down someone who was sexually abusing another… in an all-boys school? Was it a teacher? No, then he’d likely not been expelled… So someone brought in from the outside? Uhm…

“Alright then~” Vikky said happily. “Then I’ll request my transfer whenever I can~” Yepp. She no longer needed to stay at that school. Thankfully, not all that much time had gone past since enrolling there, so she had not missed too much here. Oh… If she could go to school with Vilmer, it would be great~! She could… provide lots for him. Oh, and if she was here rather than over there, it would be less of a problem if she became pre… DON’T, VIKKY. DANGEROUS THOUGHTS AGROUND.

And so she giggled while holding her father tight…

She had gotten suspicious about something, not too much though as she tried to work out if it were a teacher abusing a student, another student abusing another and what had you. The end result was that Vilmer was exspelled but that ecplusion could have been recent too. Now her father pulled some strings, an invesitagtion was carried out too so she figured that he had to have been back for more than a month, so maybe that reaction was purely brought on by being close to her.

Fredrick nodded slightly. “Yeah, it's still early in the semester and Vilmer goes on about a few athletic clubs that he's signed up for too. I don't know how you'd go about transfering to one since they already had try outs.

He hugged her back. “Remember it's just temporary until we find something better in the area. It's sort of a jumping point anyway and only two years for trouble students or students to get their grades up before finishing the junior and senior years elswehere. You wouldn't need it for the grades but to use it to finda nother collect in the vicinity that might actually want to see some form of transcribe before accepting matters.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that. I’ll manage somehow~ And yes, I can accept that kind of situation. I’ll be living at home again, and that is all I need~” And after saying that and smiling next to her father she didn’t have all that much to say. If she called the school and asked to be transferred, she’d make sure to talk to Thomas. He… he appeared understanding enough, and among the people at school she probably trusted him enough. That was probably only because he had been on her side until now, but… yeah. She’d like it to be him. And to thank him, personally. That would be good. Heh-heh.