What happened

Who: Babs and Matt
When: the morning after this
Where: Matt's apartment
Summary: Babs confronts Matt on a little suspicion she has.


She truely hoped that Mr. Murdock wasn't surprised when she rapped sharply on his door directly the next morning. She gave him time to wake up and eat breakfast, but no more than that. Babs was tense, and having more and more things piled on top of her already large pile wasn't helping.

At least this was one thing that could be solved. Hopefully quickly and with this one visit. Then she could get back to her clock tower and check problem number gazillion off of her list. It would be back to Jack.

Babs knocked on the door again and then settled her hands back into her lap, right on top of the pile of materials she'd brought along with her.

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Somewhere above the City skyline, an invisible citadel appeared. It wasn't really invisible, or a citadel, per se, the combination of those words just sounded impressive.

A tiny figure dropped down from the house that was visible to select few, a great distance, considering. By the way it landed on its feet, you'd think that maybe it was a cat.

SQUEAK.

The Death of Rats didn't like cats all that much.

Some people were just not cut out for hospitality. Shannon hated the sushi shop, hated everything about it. But she needed to eat, and she needed to live. Moving out of Harry's apartment was not an option right now- Shannon didn't want to admit it, but even though it seemed like he was never around these days, he kept the bills paid.

They were paying her fortnightly. With her first paycheck she filled up the fridge; with her second paycheck she bought toiletries; with her third paycheck she got herself some stylish yet practical shoes. She was getting used to The City, resigned to the fact that she was never going to get out of there, wondering if it was good or a bad thing that she was breathing the air in this strange place, rather than lying dead in a ditch on the island.

And she still wanted to find Vincent.

With her fourth paycheck she bought a handbag. It came as a surprise when she got home and opened it, and out poured all of her official documents, as well as the credit cards and bank cards she thought destroyed when the plane crashed.

Shannon quit her job the next day. She really did hate the sushi shop.

She had free time, and money, and could finally get coffees and cheesecakes from Starbucks without feeling guilty.