Who: Alex, Scott What: A talk When: Wednesday afternoon Where: Haven, picnic tables out back Warnings: Angst, more than likely
He really shouldn't have been avoiding things this long.
Alex knew Scott was at the Haven. He knew his brother was getting something done to do with his eyes, courtesy of bugging Faith when he could find the girl in the infirmary. He knew his brother was alive, and unhurt. What he didn't know was what on earth he was going to say to him. Which was the reason he'd been studiously avoiding the man.
Of course, avoidance doesn't work forever. Eventually you have to bite the bullet and actually do something. Which was why the younger Summers brother was outside, sitting in the open on one of the picnic tables and reading a book. Ok, it wasn't really a book, more of a roster and notes from last week's training session, but still. It was something to at least pretend he was occupied with. And with the holiday coming up...well, he'd have to face his brother. Though Alex might not really know how he felt about Scott suddenly surfacing, he certainly wasn't going to deny him on Thanksgiving. Annoyed he might be, but certainly not that upset.