9:45 AM - Jane and Bishop
Bishop no longer felt the heavy pain at the loss of Teagan that he had in those early weeks and it had lessened even more as his feelings for Hazel had taken root. Looking back to Jane briefly, Bishop found he had so many questions about her obvious friendship with Hazel, but now wasn’t the time -- hell, there would probably never be a time he could ask Rusten any of them if he was being honest.
“You weren’t wrong in thinking that,” Bishop started again, commenting on the feeling Jane had had about Hazel’s skill with kids. “Hazel’s always had a way with kids. Used to be she was in real high demand as a babysitter back in Harlan, not because there weren’t enough of ‘em, but because she was just better than everyone else.” He wondered then if Jane knew just how far back Bishop and Hazel’s history went. Hell, if he got to thinking about it he could remember the day the Dolan family had expanded by one, if only because he remembered her older brothers being thrilled to have a kid sister.
Jane had known Bunny had come from Harlan. Once her friend had left the Capitol and moved to the Dog Park, one of the many conclusion’s Jane had come to in the radio silence that had followed was that she and Coldiron must have known one another before the world went to shit. Knowing that, and the jealousy that had stemmed from it, had certainly colored Jane’s feelings toward Coldiron when they had both been assigned to the city council, to say nothing about his affiliation with the Hellhounds as a whole. If she was a better person, she’d feel bad that he hadn’t really ever had a chance to make a good impression on her. But she wasn't a better person.
“That doesn’t surprise me in the least,” Jane said a bit wistfully. When it came down to it, she really missed Bunny’s friendship. She couldn’t count how many times she had picked up her phone to text Bunny only to stop herself. But she had freaked out the last time they had met and fucked everything up between them. Jane knew Bunny was too sweet and kind to call her on this or ignore her, so the brunch probably wouldn’t be too bad. Still, Jane couldn’t help but wish things were different between her and Hazel.
“She’s a good person,” Jane said absently. She amended herself. “She’s a great person.” She shook her head and focused her attention to Coldiron, her blue eyes piercing a laser focus into his own.
“You wouldn’t hurt her, would you?” It wasn’t a question so much as a statement. “Because that would really, really piss me off.”