The few days that Quinn had to heal from the concussion were quiet. Calm. At least, for Quinn.
For everyone else around him it didn't feel like that was the case.
His parents and Noah had been in contact with the realtor that Noah's grandmother had suggested and she was a beast. She was a beta and had nerves of steel. She had asked to visit Quinn's place to speak to his parents, Quinn and Noah all together so she could get an understanding of what they wanted.
After understanding that they didn't want to move from the tower they were in because of Quinn's condition, and how that had to be kept a secret from Noah's grandmother for the moment, she understood. She had omega friends and family members and understood the importance of creating a safe place for them during such difficult times. She got the specifics that they wanted, and even asked if there were any extras that they needed to live comfortably.
