Anyone who knew Jessica knew that she had loved children for her entire life. She was always like a second mother to her little siblings when her parents were too preoccupied to be in their lives. Even in her twenties, despite not even knowing if she’d ever get the chance to have any children herself after the… incident with Dorian and… just… losing their first child… she always tried to be the best cousin/godmother to the kids that were in her life. Kaya, Laurel, VC, Peter… for a while… those were like her children. That being said, although Jessica still loves the hell out of those girls (and Peter) and always will, there’s a special connection when it was actually your child - like the girl in front of her. Jessica’s children had her entire heart, and they always would.
Holding her daughter, Jess always had a soft smile on her lips as she looked into the brown hues of her daughter’s eyes. Jessica could see a lot of Dorian in the girl - the way she acted without thinking sometimes but always had good intentions… the way she smiled… or looked a certain way. Zoe also had Jess in her… the little girl’s mischievous intentions always telling of that fact.
Jessica’s smile grew with Zoe’s laughs and she kissed her forehead for the second time as she tightly held her second oldest daughter before paying attention to Enrique. Well… until, of course, her daughter interrupted them - another thing that reminded her of a young Dorian. Being the center of attention, after all, was his forte. “Thank you love, but I think you’re far prettier,” . As she walked Zoe back to the dressing area, Jessica couldn’t help the cheeky smile meeting her lips at the story Zoe was telling. She had no idea what Enrique had told her, but it was quite hilarious. Who knew - maybe Jess would take the idea and, with her daughter’s help, write a children’s book for the hell of it. The Girl and the Witch Wabbit had a ring to it, after all. “How dare he try and make you and cousin Ronnie into a rabbit and lock her in a castle? How about you and I find a way to make him into a rabbit?” Jess asked with a soft smile. “Orrr we can let the good witches take care of him. Wherever there are bad witches, there are always good witches too,” Jess continued - though she couldn’t help the soft laugh that left her lips at her daughter’s last question. “I will always be a rabbit with you darling. Once we’re rabbits, we can go bother your siblings and your dad - imagine how much fun we can have. We can nibble on all of your dad’s favorite shoes.” Yes… Jess never tore down her children’s avenues to creativity. If they wanted to believe in witches and people turning into rabbits, then that was 100% their prerogative. Plus, life was more fun with a little spice.
As they reached the room - her daughter now drinking her juice and Jess fixing Zoe’s hair into a little half braid - the two once again started talking. Jess did that often…simply talked to her kids and enjoyed time with them. She had realized one key fact about Americans and it was that many of them lived to work - forgetting all the other things that were so bloody important. Jessica DeLoughrey wasn’t going to be that person… no, even though she worked and loved her job, she wanted to be in her children’s lives. She wanted to know what they were thinking, and spend time with them as they grew up. She wanted to be the mother her own mum never was. “Ohhh throw some towards me too okay? I love flowers,” Jess responded as she finished the girl’s brain and walked towards the side of the room to pull out a basket of flowers at her question. Sitting back down, Jess took a handful of flowers and begin placing them in between her daughter’s braids so that her hair was filled with the flowers she would soon be throwing. “Well darling, Jezebel asked me to do something else. Only the best girls get to throw flowers, and she told me that you and Shay were the best.” Jess started, bringing her lips to her cheek and pecking the girl before continuing. “…But it’s okay, your daddy and I will be standing near the front and I’ll be holding Jezebel’s flowers and then you and Shay will go sit down in the front and watch,”
As Jess finished, she stood up putting her hand out to walk with her daughter. “You ready to go? We need to go find your sister and I have a litttleeee bet with your dad that I can find her first? Want to help me with sweetie?”
Well… suffice to say, Jessica did not win that bet which was apparent as when she returned to the little hall with Zoe, Dorian was sitting there with Shay in his hands. “Oh bloody hell. Nope, no. You did not win the bet, Aidan’s still free game darling.” Jess smiled, interrupting his conversation as Zoe ran to her father.