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"And what do you think the other ******** half is Gabriel? You didn't even tell her to reconsider before, so what would it have mattered anyway!" The blonde yelled. " 'Someday, I'll introduce you to the people I answer to..' I want to remind you we don't work together. I don't have to report who I know to you." Lance hissed as he grabbed Gabriel's shirt and jerked him against a wall. "Persephone will remember me. Caitlyn, our sister, won't."

"They aren't my boss. I don't need a ******** heart to heart with them." Lance jerked Gabriel away from the wall, and in one fluid motion sent him flying as he punched the brunette. "Anything else you aren't telling me Captain?"

The blonde just growled before stalking over and once again grabbing Gabriel by the collar of his shirt. Hauling the brunettes a** over to the curb, Lance dropped him rather ungracefully upon it before taking his own seat. "I swear to god if it's not her, it's you. I always knew you two would put me in an early grave..." Before he knew it his platinum blonde would be platinum white.

"Where is she now?" Lance asked, taking a deep breathe. "Back at your place? What was she doing when you left?" The blonde sighed before glancing at Gabriel. "We'll figure something out." He mumbled as he reached over and dropped his hand on Gabriel's head. "I'll come over and watch her when you hafta work. Des is your problem though sooooo you better think of something quick. I can't exactly stow her here without talking to my landlord first."

"... Please for the love of my sanity tell me you didn't leave her alone... or at the very least you gave her your phone number..." Lance pleaded, though he was pretty sure he knew the answers to both of those. "I can entertain her for a few hours here if you need a break." A few hours to go relax with Des, work related issues aside. "I just don't know if she can stay here."

Lance just groaned, hiding his face in his hands. "Early grave. I swear it..." He was about to ask if Gabriel had a land line in his place when the swore caught him off guard. Blinking he turned to find a rather sleepy looking Alistair standing in the door way. "Hey sweety... Uh... Talking? Gabriel was having a bad night and I was kind of being an a** and beating him up about it and making it worse..." The blonde rubbed his neck sheepishly. "You're gonna get cold. Come here." The blonde frowned.

"I just told you what happened. As it is, I shouldn't have told you that much because it was not mine to tell." Lance just huffed and wrapped his arms around his shivering boyfriend. "You didn't wake him. He just hates being alone..." Lance replied dryly. "I'll come over tomorrow and give you a hand with ....that."

This didn't just get incredibly awkward. Nope.

"Drama Queen... That wasn't hard but maybe he doesn't want the whole apartment knowing." The blonde rolled his eyes and pulled Alistair closer, rubbing at the brunette's back to generate some heat. "I know your cold, knock it off. We'll go inside in a bit." Lance just took the dramatics in stride. Alistair was tired and cold, and that did not make for a happy combination. "I'm gonna head over to his place in the morning and help him figure out where to go from there."