The Universe's Mixer

Jonathan sighed as he leaned against the counter, waiting for Edward or for the officer at the desk to check his ID. He was no pleased to be here, assisting his husband in bailing out their vexatious daughter out of jail, but he didn't trust Edward and Enigma alone together, and would rather not have to make the trip later this afternoon to bail both of them out for trying to kill each other in the lobby.

He turned as the officer returned with his id, clipping it back onto his jacket and signing papers for Enigma's release. While Edward had the money, Jonathan had the name, and would easily use it to be granted her custody and take responsibility for her actions, considering he really didn't give a damn what she did or did not do.

Not all he needed was Edward...and a stiff drink.