This is how we bleed in audio [for tosh dated to 10/27]

[hates_nature]

Owen was, for once, in a good mood. He wasn't pissy or cranky or in need of a shag. No. He was, quite honestly, happy. He whistled to himself while he did his clinic work, organizing shelves and dusting, though it really didn't need either. He was just bored

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[toshiko_san]

Tosh had actually forgotten that it was Owen's clinic shift. Jackson was in the kitchen with Abby while she cooked, Tosh wanting to pull up her notes on the most recent batch of antibiotics she'd been working on. Pleasure and work always mixed, she stopped dead when she rushed through the doors and saw him.

"I'll be out of your hair in a moment. I just need to charge my laptop and get some notes," she said deferentially, ducking her head as she brushed past the clinic's main desk.

[hates_nature]

"Wait," Owen said as Tosh continued to brush past him. "Wait. We...we need to talk." He'd been sick of the quiet between them. It wasn't natural and Owen was struck by a desire to Make Things Right so that their son wouldn't grow up thinking that they hated each other.

[toshiko_san]

"Is something wrong?" Tosh looked up at him sharply, concern in her eyes. "It isn't Roger is it?"

It was the one bit of information she thought that Owen might have that she didn't. "He's not ill again already?"

[hates_nature]

"No. No, Roger's fine. I just...if you've got time, I thought we could maybe patch things up with us, work on being, y'know, friends again," he said, feeling more awkward than he wanted to.