InsaneJournal

Who: Eliot and Jo
What: Taking advantage of the brief calm and hanging out
Where: Roadhouse
When: Early evening
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete

The past week had been one of a normalcy Eliot had almost given up on after his reappearance back in Lawrence. Demons, magic, and whatever else supernatural or extraterrestrial or just damn weird that the seal and the list of major villains had and could throw at them had been absent. Just him and a con man who'd run off with nearly all the assets of a small business owner who's only crime had been trusting the man to do his accounting. The job itself had come around by accident and a few beers later, Eliot had the promise of a $1000 if he got back what was lost.

A trip to Nashville later, the business owner was happy, the con man was hurting, and Eliot was back in Lawrence. After collecting his payment, he'd started driving back to the complex. Somehow, between the two places, his destination changed and he was pulling into the Roadhouse's parking lot. Leaning over to the glove box, he pulled out a small plastic bag and dumped the little keychain out on the seat, a silver music note with Nashville, TN written down the stem.

He pulled the keys out of ignition and slammed the door shut behind him, the hinges creaking in protest. The damage had been done during War's reign but as long as it opened and shut, that was all he cared about. Heading across the parking lot, he pulled open the door and stepped inside.