Who: Piper, Shane, Daniel, Vlad What: Piper comes back to town and is not happy Where: Outside Bellum, Mafia Hospital When: The night after this and this and this Warnings: Language
Piper had barely managed to remain sane during the cab ride back to Bellum Letale. He'd beat himself up so much for leaving Daniel alone when he knew that Daniel was on the brink that the cabbie had told him to "shut the fuck up, already."
He'd done it out of fear, he knew. He'd run away like a scared little boy, and this is what came of it. Yes, Anne was tired and sick, and he knew she needed to get out of the city and away from everything, but he'd clung to that like it was a lifejacket that could save him from the confusion and chaos that was Daniel.
He'd run like a scared baby, and Daniel had paid the price for it, and that was something that was going to eat into Piper every night when he closed his eyes. Piper knew it, dammit, and he suspected Daniel knew it too. Piper had fucked up, and Daniel was still trying to protect his immature ass. It was the same old cycle, the same old shit. And Piper was done with it.
As the cab pulled up to Bellum, he saw Shane huddled against the cold, and he threw open the door and tossed money at the driver before the man had managed to even stop the vehicle.
One stride and he was out of the cab and grabbing Shane by the shirtfront. "Where the fuck is he?"