Uncalm (Flynn, Bob, Maree, Eamon, Quinn)

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He'd better not be sick or I'll break something... and similar notions were the thoughts racing through Flynn's mind as he waited for Quinn to be finished at the doctor's office. It had started as a simple checkup, and escalated into blood tests and x-rays and bullshittery. Well, it probably wasn't bullshittery, but Flynn felt like calling it that because he was freaking out on the inside more than he had since Spectre had gone missing. He sort of felt like vomiting and ripping up the stupid coloured waiting room sofas all at once. Which would have been pretty impressive to watch...

( Together )

Uncalm (Flynn, Bob, Maree, Eamon, Quinn)

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He'd better not be sick or I'll break something... and similar notions were the thoughts racing through Flynn's mind as he waited for Quinn to be finished at the doctor's office. It had started as a simple checkup, and escalated into blood tests and x-rays and bullshittery. Well, it probably wasn't bullshittery, but Flynn felt like calling it that because he was freaking out on the inside more than he had since Spectre had gone missing. He sort of felt like vomiting and ripping up the stupid coloured waiting room sofas all at once. Which would have been pretty impressive to watch...

( Together )

Good Morning! (Peter, Aly, Lauren, Deirdre)

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Walking into your bedroom and finding your husband in bed with another woman might have been cause for alarm...if you husband wasn't Peter Kemp and he wasn't in bed with Deirdre Gallagher. Aly shook her head, amused and she shifted little Lauren to one arm before clearing her throat and raising her eyebrows.

( Morning after! )

Good Morning! (Peter, Aly, Lauren, Deirdre)

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Walking into your bedroom and finding your husband in bed with another woman might have been cause for alarm...if you husband wasn't Peter Kemp and he wasn't in bed with Deirdre Gallagher. Aly shook her head, amused and she shifted little Lauren to one arm before clearing her throat and raising her eyebrows.

( Morning after! )

London in Trouble (Camellia)

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It was Sister Sheila who burst into the office and frantically grabbed Camellia's arm, shaking with fear. And really...nothing was more disconcerting than a frantic nun... "Lia! Your room!"

( More Doom )

London in Trouble (Camellia)

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It was Sister Sheila who burst into the office and frantically grabbed Camellia's arm, shaking with fear. And really...nothing was more disconcerting than a frantic nun... "Lia! Your room!"

( More Doom )

More Rooftop Therapy Sessions (Flynn, Quinn)

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The night was cold, despite the orange glow in the air and the distant fires turning parts of London to nothing but ash. Quinn was sitting on Flynn's roof, huddled under a blanket, arm in arm with his beloved Flynn. They had been sitting in silence for a half an hour now, as they watched the plumes of smoke rising towards Heaven, not out of any morbid curiosity, but merely in mourning. Finally, Quinn broke the silence. "Are we supposed to believe this is Hell?" He asked softly, knowing Flynn knew a little more about the Templar guys who were behind this, than he did.

( Love )

More Rooftop Therapy Sessions (Flynn, Quinn)

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The night was cold, despite the orange glow in the air and the distant fires turning parts of London to nothing but ash. Quinn was sitting on Flynn's roof, huddled under a blanket, arm in arm with his beloved Flynn. They had been sitting in silence for a half an hour now, as they watched the plumes of smoke rising towards Heaven, not out of any morbid curiosity, but merely in mourning. Finally, Quinn broke the silence. "Are we supposed to believe this is Hell?" He asked softly, knowing Flynn knew a little more about the Templar guys who were behind this, than he did.

( Love )