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For @captainhaterade : Crobby and Juliet, with a bonus Billie. Hope you like it.

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 The morning air was chill enough Bobby considered the need for a layer beyond the flannel shirt he wore, but lethargic contentment kept him seated in the rocker, the heel of his boot maintaining the steady rhythm as he sipped coffee and watched the sky shift colors with the rising sun.

       It wasn’t real, but it may as well have been. It was real enough, the way it looked and felt and simply was. The wet cool of the air was just that side of uncomfortable, the curl of steam from his coffee enough to keep him seated. Dew covered the tulips of Karen’s flower bed, light refracting off the drops and making them sparkle like crystal.

       It was peaceful, and honestly, after a life of… well, all of it, it was the peace that he appreciated the most. The creak of the old wood porch as he rocked, the scent of pine and flowers and coffee.

       A soft keening whine and a snort made the corner of his mouth crook, free hand dropping to plunge into thick black fur to scratch Juliet behind the ears. If he were sitting on the steps, she would be lying curled around him, offering her massive body and thick fur to ensure he stayed warm. It felt real enough for her she worried and fretted about him getting sick, which, hell, he appreciated that, too.

       Discontent, she pushed herself up on her front paws, shifting to lay her large head on his lap, red of her eyes vanishing as they slid closed. He ceased his rocking, running his hand through the thick coat, her ears folded back against her head.

       She whined again.

       She’d been waiting on the front porch steps when the angels released him and brought him home, chasing off the suited minions with a snarl and snap before urging him forward with her large head, body pushing him toward the house while keeping one gleaming red eye on the angels who didn’t dare step past the white picket fence into the yard.

       He’d patted her head as the house welcomed them home.

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