Date: 2007-01-28 08:57 pm (UTC)
John's mouth thinned into a hard line. "No, Kit," he said flatly, "I didn't. Why the fuck d'you think I didn't call?" He mimed picking up a telephone receiver. "'Hullo, luv, it's that selfish bastard you walked out on seven years ago, I was just wondering if I happened to turn up at your door recently because I've got sod all clue if I did?' Christ."

He took out his cigarette case and lit one up with sharp, angry motions. "The thing didn't follow me there, if that's what you're worried about. Belfast is the last place on Earth--" He stopped himself abruptly. If she didn't believe he'd lost his memory, why should she believe he'd go out of his way to keep anything from hurting her, even after all this time? "I was looking for you, all right? I've got no other reason to go anywhere near the place, so it had to have been you. If I knew more than that, I'd tell you."

The anger ran out of him with his first smoky exhalation. What was the fucking point? She'd come all this way and he couldn't even give her a sensible reason why she should have. Once again, he'd managed to let her down. "It sounds fucking ridiculous, but it's true, all the same. You know I never could lie to you."
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