*Locked tight to Damien* On to Chicago

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Billy showed up that Saturday night at Damien's house. He wasn't drunk but he was tired. He couldn't leave Hope or anyone else hanging for any longer. He needed his best friend talk to him and probably to kick his butt.

He knocked on the door. "Damien, man? You here?"

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Damien went to answer the door, his ribs may have been mended, but his psyche was not healed. The things that were bothering him ... distracting him ... were not resolved and on top of it, Morgan had embarrassed him. He'd been in a bad mood ever since.

His talk with Godfather had helped, but it wasn't keeping him from stomping a little as he went down the stairs and making a surly face when he disabled the wards and opened the door.

"What." He said in a semi agitated tone as the door swung open.

As soon as he noticed it was Billy, his face morphed into one of relief and the threw himself at his friend, hugging him as tight as he could.

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He smiled and embraced his friend full heartedly
"I'm sorry I didn't call first. I just hopped on a plan and here I am."

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"Don't you ever vanish on me for this long again." He said though the hug, eventually he separated himself from Billy.

"I think I now have some idea of what you went through when I ran off and I'm so sorry dude. Lets not do this to each other again."

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"I promise, I won't ever again." He hugged Damien again, for the sepearation had come too soon for him. "Let's talk, huh? Want to do it here or should I buy you dinner?"