Darker London-Uncover what is underneath...

When Flynn woke up, he wasn't any calmer than he had been the previous morning. Though he was clearly in his own room, as James had opted to sleep with his father that night, there was clearly someone in his bed, crawling up towards him, and it sure as hell wasn't Quinn. Flynn had his eyes closed, but he could tell. Whoever this was, they didn't move like Quinn.

( Kindred )

Flynn hurt.

( Restoration )

Flynn had a lot to contemplate and he was doing so in silence, lying on his bed and scratching a forlorn Booster behind his ears. Thomas was alive again, Jax was as good as dead, Quinn was off in fairyland or whateverthehell, and Autumn was standing in Flynn's doorway. Flynn blinked and went back to that last thought, sitting up in surprise. "Autumn?"

( Talking )

It was not a happy homecoming. Despite the fact that the tour had been an amazing experience for everyone involved, and that it had been a great success, learning about the death of Charon and the imminent death of Jax Panic had put everyone in a terrible mood. Especially Spectre, and who could blame him. Instead of cries of joy as the band trickled into the arrivals lounge at Heathrow, familes and lovers greeted each other with cries of grief. Deirdre practically fell into the arms of Renee and Kait. Autumn was quick to latch onto Timothy, with Victor standing behind her looking like an unhappy statue. Mara flung herself into Spectre's arms while Abby hung back. Thomas was nowhere to be seen, but that didn't panic anyone, as no one except Peter knew he was back yet.

( Life as Zeus )

Flynn was awakened by the delicious smell of food, and a rumbling tummy insisting that he partake of it. He had no idea what kind of food, as the smell was so amazing it was impossible to pin-point, but he didn't really care what kind. All he knew, is that he wanted that smell... He rose from Quinn's bed, though not without planting a kiss on the boy's forehead and then another one because Sleeping Quinn was the cutest thing ever, and then he pulled his pajama bottoms on and headed downstairs, topless.

( Working up to it )