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Date: January 6, 2001
Status: Private (Kit, Chas, Adam, Crowley) - Complete
Setting: En route to the Manor, Lobby, and John's old room
Summary: Into the lions' den...

"So, uh. How've you been, then?" Chas asked the woman in the passenger seat awkwardly. He liked Kit, and he'd been that sorry when she'd walked out on John (at least until the blighter had drunk himself into a state of total prathood and earned himself a solid thumping.) But he hadn't seen her in seven years, and he wasn't sure why she was here looking for John now.

He hoped she wasn't fixing to tear the man a new arsehole again. His friendship with John had barely survived the last time, and so, he strongly suspected, had John himself.

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"Me?" Adam looked surprised. "Nah. This isn't really my job. An' I'm not gonna have a family. Dunno if I'd want them doin' this anyway, even if I did. It's like babysittin' forever." He made a face.

The boy knew she was fishing for information, but had no problems in giving it to her. Selectively, of course. "Friend? Oh, you mean Crowley? But they been friends for years. More'n ten, I think. That's why Crowley wanted John to move in when A...ezra moved out."

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"Fair enough," she said lightly, further surveying the room. "'S not for everyone, right?"

She was rather pleased to have said something to garner a startled reaction from the lad; having, of course, no idea that she was in fact one of the people he was most worried about babysitting. But then hardly a moment had passed before he'd more than repaid her in kind. She stared at him hard, eyes wide, and was unable to cover any of the surprise in her voice as she asked, "Ten years?"

But that would mean... no, she would have known if John had been with someone else. He could keep all kinds of shite from her, but not that. Though the very idea that this Crowley had been around all that time, and she'd never seen him...

God above. Maybe that's why he recognized her.

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Hiding a smile, Adam said, "Yup, gotta be more'n ten years. That's why Crowley got him that silver lighter with the pants on. To remind him of when they met in the men's loo."

He pushed off from the wall he was leaning against. "Anyway, now that you're all settled in, I'd better be goin'. Lots of stuff to do, you know. See ya later!" With a wave and an insouciant grin, he was off.

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She was honestly rather glad to see Adam leave, having little idea of how to reply. As the door closed behind him, Kit sat down hard on top of the neutral bedding, her breath escaping in one prolonged stream.

"Eejit," she swore, half-hearted, into the silence; and whether she meant John or herself, she wasn't sure.