Darker London-Uncover what is underneath...

Flynn entered Spectre's hospital room to find his angelic best friend dozing. The angel didn't sleep soundly, however, and his recent experiences had made it even less easy for him to stay asleep. His eyes snapped open, but when he caught sight of Flynn, he relaxed. "Hi, Flynn," he said, his voice crackling from sleep.

( All is not lost )

Flynn hurt.

( Restoration )

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 nervous. Not about performing, he was never nervous about that. The second he stepped on to the stage, he lost himself in the music and everything was perfect. He hardly noticed the crowd, which was probably why he had little to no stage presence. But people forgave you for that when you were talented. And Spectre, Deirdre, Joasia and Timothy made up for the stage presence anyway. In spades. No, Flynn was nervous because when they arrived at the venue, Quinn was going to be waiting for him. Quinn and his aunt and uncle. The people he considered to be his parents. That was terrifying. Somehow, being apart from Quinn for a week after reuniting with him had made things seem too good to be true again. It made him even more nervous that he would see Quinn and what if Quinn had discovered in that week apart, that he didn't want Flynn after all?

It was all a bit too much, and Flynn was very nearly clinging to Spectre and Deirdre. Even as they arrived at the venue, he actually reached up and took hold of the back of Spectre's shirt gently. When Deirdre noticed, Flynn flushed. "I'm scared." He admitted quietly.