Just another day at work. Come in, shoot the morning news, linger until noon and head out to take pictures or shoot an on-site report. Only none of it was as fun anymore. Everything had been more fun when Missy wasn't on some sort of leave. Jon knew that he wasn't her specific cameraman, he worked for the station not her, but he was almost always the one on the main camera for her in the morning and then when she went out into the field it was always him with her in the equipment van. They'd formed a working bond that turned into a friendship and it was just weird and wrong to have her gone. He didn't like it, not at all, and he didn't like that he couldn't get hold of her either. He'd tried swinging by her house, only she wasn't home. She wasn't answering her phone, either, and if it wasn't for the station manager telling them that she really was just on leave then he'd have thought she'd managed to get herself killed via caffeine overdose. There, that was another thing wrong! This new girl who had taken her spot didn't need the same massive amounts of caffeine so there went part of Jon's morning routine.
He didn't like having his routine disturbed in such a major way.
Yet, as he was on his way to see if there was anything else he needed to do today while hoping that it didn't involved another dead kid or angel, he wasn't expecting to suddenly hear Missy's voice. It'd been two weeks and she hadn't even responded to his texts, the "remember me I'm your friend?" ones, so Jon wasn't sure how he felt about seeing her. He'd probably react better if Half-pint came lumbering up. "Oh hey," he replied, coming to a halt and lifting his coffee up to take a drink. "So you are still alive and that serious lack of response was just... you forgetting about modern technology? I mean I get it, it's hard these days what with it changing and evolving." Jon readjusted his hat. "Still, you could've said something instead of just dropping off the face of the earth for two weeks when everything's going crazy and people are dying left and right." Even though he meant it, Jon's voice stayed pretty level. He just didn't like that his first, and possibly best, Scarlet Oak friend would go and do that.