215: Friday night

[anextimeagent]

Jack was sitting in the chair under the window with a pen, a pad of paper, and a stack of printouts, trying to decide where to take Sam. He was pretty sure he had it narrowed down to one of two places, both private, both ridiculously luxurious. "Mountains or desert?" he asked the plant

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[izzyalienqueen]

Denial and not thinking could only last so long. Which explained why Isabel was standing outside the doorway trying to work up the courage to knock.

[anextimeagent]

Someone was standing in the doorway. Jack knew they were there, but he finished the note he was writing before looking up.

He stilled when he saw who it was, then set his papers aside. Keeping his expression neutral, his voice calm, he said, "Isabel. What can I do for you?"

[izzyalienqueen]

"A few minutes of your time," she said quietly, staying outside the doorframe.

[anextimeagent]

The corner of his mouth quirked up, just a tiny bit. "You can come in," he said. "I won't bite."

[chasingsnitches]

Sometime later, Cedric came downstairs and knocked on Jack's door.

[anextimeagent]

Still vaguely unsettled after Isabel's visit, Jack actually got up to answer the door. When he saw who it was, he reached out to pull him into a hug.

[chasingsnitches]

"Hi," Cedric managed to say, caught off guard, but embracing Jack back.

[anextimeagent]

Jack held on for a minute, then let go, feeling foolish, but also much better. "Hi," he said, running a hand through his hair, looking a bit sheepish. "What brings you down here?"