InsaneJournal

Much couldn't believe what Alan had said. He sat in traffic in his van and tried to wrap his head around Alan's text. Will and Melpomene? It couldn't be right. Will wouldn't do that. Maybe Alan was so drunk he'd said Will and meant, like... Much didn't know. Anyone else?

Whatever had happened, Alan clearly needed him. Alan's breakups were never easy and Much figured that the broken Alan he'd seen in the van on the way to Arizona was only the start of it, cos surely Alan was holding back, letting the mission and the rescue and the thought of Marian - and then the reunion with Marian - distract him.

Even if there wasn't breakup crap (and whatever had happened with Will... Melpomene? Seriously??) Much wanted to see Alan cos he missed him. They'd spent so much time stuck to each other's side over the last long, long weeks that not seeing him for a few days felt messed up all to hell.

Now that the van was no longer needed as a secret getaway vehicle, Much could drive it wherever he liked. This was lucky, because carrying several bottles of liquor to a hotel on his bike would have been a pain in the arse. Totally doable, but a pain in the arse. He still had leftover money from Aphrodite, and though he was going to offer it to Marian to get her through the next stint of unemployment, he figured she wouldn't mind him spending a bit of it on stuff to look after Alan.

So, bag clinking with bottles in his backpack, Much arrived at the hotel, and banged their secret knock on the door.