Saturday morning, the roof

[demonbelthazor]

Early Saturday morning, Bel headed up to the roof. He picked a private corner and brought his supplies up. It took several shimmers to get everything up there, but when he had finished, he laid everything out and tried to puzzle out what to do. He still was dubious about this idea of Blair's, but what the hell.

He put together a crude wooden box deep enough for the plants' roots and big enough to allow for an aestetically pleasing garden. He filled the box with soil and, after consulting the directions on the seed packets, planted the cordyline, the palm grass...and the turnips. Then he placed the pots of phormium at the edges of the box.

When he'd finished, he sat back on his heels, brushing the dirt from his hands off on his jeans. Okay, so now what? He certainly wasn't filled with a new inner peace.

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[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana wanders up onto the roof, wanting to be outside under the sky. She watches Bel curiously for a moment then goes over to look at his garden. "New hobby?" she asks. "And by the way, thanks for letting me stay in your spare room (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/718146.html?thread=27767362#t27767362) last night."

[demonbelthazor]

He grinned, embarrassed. "Yeah, something Blair talked me into," he said. "And no problem. You can stay as long as you need to."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

She came a little closer, kneeling down to touch the soil, smell the scent of freshly turned earth. She smiled up at him. "There's just something about gardening that makes you feel centered, you know? It might be good for you."

She put her hands flat on the earth and tipped her head up to feel the weak sun on her face. She was quiet for a moment, then looked up at him again. "Phoebe said something about you feeling kind of protective of me. I... just... Thanks. Just thanks. It feels good to know there's someone looking out for me."

[demonbelthazor]

"I guess so," he said, scratching his head. "Blair said it would help me with my temper. I'm still not so sure about it. But hey, at least I have cool spikey plants. They're appropriate."

He looked at Lana seriously. "Anyone gives you any trouble, let me know," he said gruffly. He felt a little embarrassed that Phoebe had told Lana that. A demon developing soft spots for damsels in distress?

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana grinned. "Cool spiky plants do seem to suit you. And I don't know about helping you with your temper necessarily, but... giving you an outlet for it. Ripping out weeds can be a great way to get out aggression."

"I don't think anyone here will bother me, but if they do I'll be sure to let you know. It's just..." she made a face, "most of the guys I trusted, felt really comfortable with, are gone. It's nice to know that not all of them are."

[demonbelthazor]

"I'm not going anywhere," Bel said, grinning cockily. "Much as some people want me to."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Ooh, be careful!" Lana said quickly. "You have no idea how many people have said that to me and ended up leaving. Don't jinx yourself!"

[demonbelthazor]

"You can safely say as long as Phoebe is here, I'll be here," Bel said. "She's not graduating 'til next year and fully intends to be here for next year, so I'll be here, too."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Good, I'll count on that then." Lana smiled at him. "I'm glad."