ihatecellphones (ihatecellphones) wrote in musingslogs, @ 2011-05-06 23:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | castiel, moriarty, sherlock holmes |
Who: Adam, Daryl, Christian
What: Healin'
Where: Adams place
When: After this.
Warnings: bras?
Adam spent the time between his brief conversation with Christian Westley and his scheduled appearance pacing. When he wasn’t holding Daryl, at least. She was still a wreck, though she was hiding it well for the most part. From time to time, she would burst into tears, and he would hold her, but for the most part, she appeared composed. Likely because she was throwing herself into her work to find the Night Terror.
When the knock finally came, Adam sprung from the couch. Daryl was too busy at her desk to notice, unsurprisingly, and so he went to the door alone. He opened it and examined the man on the other side of the threshold. “Christian Westley, I presume,” he said by way of greeting, trusting his ability would inform him if the man was a liar.
Stepping aside, he gave Christian an inviting gesture. “Please, come in. Thank you for coming.”