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It shouldn't matter.

That life isn't mine anymore. And even though it's all falling to shit because Layla's missing, I'm a father, Rahne's left, and the world's a mess, I shouldn't care. It shouldn't bother me like it does. But it does. Half of me is celebrating the fact that I don't have to deal with it. Half of me is scared I'm going to get thrown back into that at a moment's notice. Another half of me is feeling guilty that I'm there but not there. I should be doing something for them. But there isn't anything to do. And if I get sucked back home, I might not even remember this place. Maybe I'll forget completely about the fact that everything's all fucked because some writer or editor decided to shake things up.

It's pointless to worry about this. and stupid to ask Terry if she's been feeling weird lately. She's not pregnant with my kid. She's not in love with me. That's some other Terry. Just like the Rahne that leaves is some other Rahne.

At least I'm not stuck with a tattoo I don't want. Or a kid. Things are good here. So I shouldn't complain. No registration. No Sentinels. I've got friends and my business. Life is pretty good, all things considered.

I should go knock on wood.



Raven
You okay?


I'm on a case. I'll be out for a while.

Back later tonight.