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Crazy Conspiracy Theories
Who: Cath and Eden
Where: Uniform-1
When: Late morning

He had no idea how he was going to begin to explain this to Eden. It was madness, but it was the only conclusion that could really be drawn given the circumstances. Especially since he wanted more than anything to be wrong. God please let him and Jamie have gone utterly mad.

Cathair let himself into Uniform-1. He didn't see any sign of Eden, but she'd shut herself in her closet as he'd left. Perhaps she was still there.

A quick search of her cottage implied as much. He stepped into the bedroom, his gaze going across to the still mussed bed. As much as he wanted to feel like last night was a mistake, he couldn't. Yes, he felt guilty for fornicating all night long with Eden while God only new what was happening to Drina and her baby. But it hadn't been a mistake and if what he and Jamie thought had happened, there was nothing he could have done either.

Which was what made this all the more difficult. Because no matter what last night was, it had only strengthened the connection the two ex-terrorists had formed. It made him feel it was his responsibility to bring the issue to Eden.

Made him feel like in some irrational way, she was his. Which was both comforting and insane in equal parts, considering he'd only met the woman four days ago.

Cathair settled on edge of the bed, trying to make as little noise as possible. When the beating of his heart when she'd woken up with him had been nearly deafening, than he imagined he didn't need to be in the closet with her for her to hear him.

"I went to Drina's cottage," he explained quietly. "It was a shambles. And one of the windows was broken out. Something burst out of it. All the glass was on the outside." He raked his fingers through his hair. "In her rubbish, was a bandaid just like yours."