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[thewolfinside]

Jason walks in the bedroom and sits on the bed, watching Gabriel sleep. It had taken forever for him to get his shit moved into a storage unit, and somewhere in there he had gotten a call from Lil. Something about Emma's Ferrari being towed by the cops and her winning a jackpot and getting a hotel room.

Doesn't know what to tell Gabriel. About his talk with Greg, then Leela, then Ether. Doesn't know what he's going to do if Leela ends up wanting him dead, or gone.

Finally he just curls up with Gabriel, hoping everything will go away for a while.

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Waking slowly, be degrees. Coming home to an empty cabin hadn't been part of the plan. Alone. Realizing he had to start getting used to it.

Feeling the heat of a body beside him, blinking as he slowly rolled over.. and thought he might literally cry, except that was something he didn't do.

Staring at that nearly angelic visage, Jason's face in sleep so ethereal, even when he looked tense and drawn as he did now. Tracing the line of his cheek, the soft caress of lashes against his cheek. Staring at the one thing that had kept him alive after he'd hurt Leela. The only thing keeping him from drinking that bottle of silver nitrate. The only thing.

Lips gentle as they brush against Jason's mouth, carefully rolling from bed.

He'd snapped. He'd hurt a lot of people. And he'd pretend, for a night, that it hadn't happened, that he wasn't one of the people hurting. Now he just needed to think. Without the scent of her blood still clinging to the air. Without Jason's musky sweet scent making him want to do no more than curl up around the boy and forget anything and everything.

And if he was lucky, he wouldn't see the bitch.