More soft quarantine headcanons? Okay
With the Roses scattered all around, they have to decide whether to come back to Canada or not before the border closes. Johnny and Moira stay in LA. They’re safe and air travel seems an unnecessary risk at their age. But they still wish they could be back with the kids and they video call every day.
Alexis goes back and forth on staying in New York. Wanting to stand on her own two feet but also knowing this isn’t necessarily the time one should try to #girlboss it on your own. In the end, she can do her job from anywhere and she just wants her family in this uncertain time. Right before it’s too late, she rents a car and makes the drive, feeling better the closer she gets to home. She stays in the motel when she first gets there just to be safe, in her and David’s old room. Stevie and Twyla, and David and Patrick bring her food and books and puzzles to pass the 14-day quarantine. She still talks to them on the phone and feels safer but she misses them in the quiet of a room that used to seem too loud. Misses David asleep in the next bed.
She wakes up at 6 am on the 15th day and is out of bed before she knows it, ready to walk to David and Patrick’s if she has to. But when she opens the door, there is Patrick in the car, smiling and waiting for her. They drive back to the house and she’s inside and up the stairs before Patrick reaches the porch. She crawls into bed with David and finally, finally feels like she’s home. David holds her tight and whispers in her ear, “You smell like motel sheets.” David being his most-David makes her cry and slap his arm. “Ugh, don’t, David.”
They sleep for a few more hours, David in the middle between Alexis and Patrick—everyone holding on. When they get up, Patrick makes them pancakes. And even though the world is still a mess and their parents are far away, she feels like everything is going to be okay.