Johan was ferried to the doctor by his brother, Daniel. Daniel remained quite stoic the entire time, leading Johan to wonder what exactly Daniel was thinking about all this. Daniel wasn't exactly forthcoming on that subject, choosing to wallow by himself, if he was in fact wallowing.

Oh Hai )
Johan was ferried to the doctor by his brother, Daniel. Daniel remained quite stoic the entire time, leading Johan to wonder what exactly Daniel was thinking about all this. Daniel wasn't exactly forthcoming on that subject, choosing to wallow by himself, if he was in fact wallowing.

Oh Hai )
Johan awoke to a wonderful smell wafting towards him. He opened his eyes and immediately smiled to see Werner setting up a tray on the bedside table. "Mmmm, morning."

Love again! )
Johan awoke to a wonderful smell wafting towards him. He opened his eyes and immediately smiled to see Werner setting up a tray on the bedside table. "Mmmm, morning."

Love again! )
The last person Johan expected to enter his room on his last day in the hospital before he was transferred back to prison, was his husband. But when Werner entered the room, looking so much more than guilty, Johan's first reaction was still to run to his husband to hug him. Without all the rest of the horror involved with the past weeks of his life, Johan was dealing with the breakdown of a relationship he had been in for the past eleven years. He was in love with Werner, and he had thought he would have to watch his husband slip away, not leap over a precipice taking their son with him. "Werner..." Johan's voice was unsure and unsteady. But at least he found it and it worked.

I saw your flag on the marble arch )
The last person Johan expected to enter his room on his last day in the hospital before he was transferred back to prison, was his husband. But when Werner entered the room, looking so much more than guilty, Johan's first reaction was still to run to his husband to hug him. Without all the rest of the horror involved with the past weeks of his life, Johan was dealing with the breakdown of a relationship he had been in for the past eleven years. He was in love with Werner, and he had thought he would have to watch his husband slip away, not leap over a precipice taking their son with him. "Werner..." Johan's voice was unsure and unsteady. But at least he found it and it worked.

I saw your flag on the marble arch )
Alastair entered the Kemp Manor, whistling a jaunty tune as he did so. "Gay fathers?!" He called through the house and he stuck his head into the living room to find Liz and Emma laughing on the sofa. "Whoops, wrong gay couple. Hey, guys!"

Happiness )
Alastair entered the Kemp Manor, whistling a jaunty tune as he did so. "Gay fathers?!" He called through the house and he stuck his head into the living room to find Liz and Emma laughing on the sofa. "Whoops, wrong gay couple. Hey, guys!"

Happiness )
Alastair tried to spend time with his father every day. If he couldn't make it every day, he definitely made it every other day. He had learned from the death of his mother that if you didn't make the time to see people and then they were gone, you missed them and you felt more guilty than you would ever admit. With Werner, he had prior warning. His father was dying. Soon. Within the next few years, if they were lucky. Within the next few months if they weren't. Alastair tried so hard to be happy. And Klara helped, as did the almost daily visits. But sometimes it was hard. losing his mother and finding out he would lose his father all in one year was not an easy thing to deal with, nor was the world descending into terrible darkness. No wonder he went out ocasionally and got drunk out of his mind.

Family History )
Alastair tried to spend time with his father every day. If he couldn't make it every day, he definitely made it every other day. He had learned from the death of his mother that if you didn't make the time to see people and then they were gone, you missed them and you felt more guilty than you would ever admit. With Werner, he had prior warning. His father was dying. Soon. Within the next few years, if they were lucky. Within the next few months if they weren't. Alastair tried so hard to be happy. And Klara helped, as did the almost daily visits. But sometimes it was hard. losing his mother and finding out he would lose his father all in one year was not an easy thing to deal with, nor was the world descending into terrible darkness. No wonder he went out ocasionally and got drunk out of his mind.

Family History )
The breakfast table at the Kemp Manor was generally a happy place to be, even if not everyone was always in a bright and shiny mood, as often Zoe wasn't. Johan always tried to do his best to make up for it, even through all he was dealing with with watching the man he loved slowly deteriorate. He believed that life was for living while you were here and you might as well make the best of it.

FLUFF! )
The breakfast table at the Kemp Manor was generally a happy place to be, even if not everyone was always in a bright and shiny mood, as often Zoe wasn't. Johan always tried to do his best to make up for it, even through all he was dealing with with watching the man he loved slowly deteriorate. He believed that life was for living while you were here and you might as well make the best of it.

FLUFF! )
Johan was sitting on his balcony, staring up at the moon while drinking his third glass of wine. His bruise had long since faded, and he was quietly coming to terms with the fact that he wouldn't have his Werner with him for all that much longer. Now that terrible things had happened in London, namely the murder of Jax Panic by her lover, not to mention Quinn's assault and resulting brain damage and it's effect on Quinn, Johan realised how lucky he was. He got warning. He knew what was coming, and when it finally happened, it wouldn't be a horrible shock that jarred his system and shook his faith. He was going to miss his Werner terribly. But he was thankful that they had time to say goodbye.

Living )
Johan was sitting on his balcony, staring up at the moon while drinking his third glass of wine. His bruise had long since faded, and he was quietly coming to terms with the fact that he wouldn't have his Werner with him for all that much longer. Now that terrible things had happened in London, namely the murder of Jax Panic by her lover, not to mention Quinn's assault and resulting brain damage and it's effect on Quinn, Johan realised how lucky he was. He got warning. He knew what was coming, and when it finally happened, it wouldn't be a horrible shock that jarred his system and shook his faith. He was going to miss his Werner terribly. But he was thankful that they had time to say goodbye.

Living )
The train ride to Vienna had been long and uneventful. Once they had arrived in Vienna, however, it was a different story. They had to clean out Werner's old house on the outskirts of the Vienna woods, and that was incredibly depressing. Johan was sitting on the floor of Werner's study, packing books into boxes as Werner darted around, trying to figure out what to do with everything else. "Do you think Alastair would like Proust?" Werner asked, holding up the awesomely huge Swan's Way.

A sort of Calm )
The train ride to Vienna had been long and uneventful. Once they had arrived in Vienna, however, it was a different story. They had to clean out Werner's old house on the outskirts of the Vienna woods, and that was incredibly depressing. Johan was sitting on the floor of Werner's study, packing books into boxes as Werner darted around, trying to figure out what to do with everything else. "Do you think Alastair would like Proust?" Werner asked, holding up the awesomely huge Swan's Way.

A sort of Calm )
Johan was placing some things in a bag so they would have a few changes of clothes on the trip to Vienna. Of course, once they got there, they had everything else they owned that they hadn't brought to London with them. The bag wasn't very large, but it gave him something to do. Something to focus on.

Reconciled )
Johan was placing some things in a bag so they would have a few changes of clothes on the trip to Vienna. Of course, once they got there, they had everything else they owned that they hadn't brought to London with them. The bag wasn't very large, but it gave him something to do. Something to focus on.

Reconciled )
"You wanted to see me, Dad?" Alastair asked, entering Werner's hospital room with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. He hadn't even known his father was being taken here last night. They hadn't contacted him until this morning, something he wasn't all too pleased about. But his father was ill, and Alastair wasn't about to make it worse by turning all the attention on to himself and his feelings. He wasn't like that. "Are you feeling alright?"

Too Much )
"You wanted to see me, Dad?" Alastair asked, entering Werner's hospital room with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. He hadn't even known his father was being taken here last night. They hadn't contacted him until this morning, something he wasn't all too pleased about. But his father was ill, and Alastair wasn't about to make it worse by turning all the attention on to himself and his feelings. He wasn't like that. "Are you feeling alright?"

Too Much )

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