If they ever lost him, El wanted to remember Neal like this...slightly mussed, hair spilling over his forehead, teeth white as he grinned...Neal was happy as the children for whom they would soon open the doors to Santa's workshop to receive more than gifts...a brief trip to imagination and promises of love before they returned to the hard world outside.
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Neal/El opening up
Date: 2011-11-17 03:20 pm (UTC)