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Brian Kinney (b_kinney) wrote in omega_reality,

Brian had been driving the car since John was dealing with the machine, Vance looked like he'd spent the night partying and the damn dog couldn't drive. It was completely inhumane that he was forced to do this so early in the morning, and yet off they went into a new adventure. He could almost hear the voice-over in Savannah's voice in his head.

He thought it sucked.

But they made it through and John was in the car with the machine and in one piece. "Oh look, giant plants. Maybe we can find giant weed," he joked, but there were no comments from either one. He knew John wouldn't, still too busy doing whatever, but he expected some answer from Vance.

Brian looked over. "Sir?" He touched the other man gently and Vance slumped. "Jesus Fucking Christ... is he... is he dead?" Okay for as long as they'd been here, Brian had planned funerals, talked about dying, but he'd never really seen a body. He'd made sure to stay away from them when they happened close enough to where he might see them. "Jesus Christ," he repeated in a murmur. "We have a body in the fucking car." And asking John to get rid of it probably was not the proper response from a grown man. It was still fucking tempting.

He changed the frequency and called Deeks privately. "Whatever idea they have, it's all yours to decide. Vance is dead." He went back to the general frequency.

Jesus fucking Christ.

There was a body in his car.