Voicemail

[goddamngrenades]

You have reached the voice mail system of FOXTROT 12.

When you are finished recording, just hang up or press pound for more options.

To request a locksmith, press one.

To hear these options in Spanish, press dos.

To send a verbal confirmation of a written command, press three.

To send a written confirmation of a verbal command, press four.

For delivery options, press five.

To page this person, press six.

To locate your nearest operator, press seven.

To leave a call back number, press eight.

To repeat this message, press nine.

Press zero for other options.

To mark this message as urgent, press eleven.

Thank you for calling, have a nice day.

BEEP


Comments

day 170 | late in the night | text

[ghostthatlingers]

safe house. do you have one you don't mind me staying in for a few days?

Re: day 170 | late in the night | text

[goddamngrenades]

How comfy you wanna be?

day 170 | late in the night | text

[ghostthatlingers]

doesn't matter.

Re: day 170 | late in the night | text

[goddamngrenades]

I'll take you there. Hold tight.

Re: day 170 | late in the night | text

[ghostthatlingers]

[If eyerolling could be heard over text, it would be very loud right now.]

don't need a ride. just give me the coordinates.

Re: day 170 | late in the night | text

[goddamngrenades]

I'm gonna drive you there and then I'll leave you alone, okay? It'll take like, two minutes. You can stand my company for two minutes, right?

Re: day 170 | late in the night | text

[ghostthatlingers]

give me the coordinates, york. i'm tired and not in the mood for games.

[A second text comes in a minute later, an afterthought and maybe carries some hope for peace:]

please.

day 170 | late in the night | text

[goddamngrenades]

...I'm gonna meet you there, you have to know that. It's fucked up, having to do what you did. It's never easy.


[ still he sends along the coordinates, heading that way on his own to meet her. ]

day 170 | late in the night | text

[ghostthatlingers]

doesn't matter. you hated him anyway and he's gone now.

[She's not looking forward to seeing him. Not one bit. Her eyes are still red and puffy from the damn crying she did earlier and it's not a way she wants anyone to see her.

She's tempted to wait an hour. Surely he can't stay there for long, right? But she's tired. She has a duffel bag slung over her shoulder from when she packed up earlier and on foot, but she's heading towards his coordinates.]

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[goddamngrenades]

You didn't. That's gonna have to be enough.

[ He opens the door for her when she gets there, cold wipes for the swelling in her eyes in one hand and a mug of whiskey laced hot cocoa in the other. It's not perfect, but it's something. ]

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[ghostthatlingers]

[She only looks him in the eyes for a second before averting her gaze and brushing past him to get inside. Taking the wipes makes the tears all-too-real and she's not accepting the mug just yet.]

You don't need to be here.

day 170 | late in the night

[goddamngrenades]

It's why I'm not staying long. I just wanted to see how you were.

[ He follows her in and sets down the wipes and the mugs before taking his coat from the hook near the door. Really, this was just to check in on her, make sure she wasn't a complete ruin. ]

You need anything, call. This place is stocked up for two weeks.

day 170 | late in the night

[ghostthatlingers]

[She shakes her head and sets her bag on the floor. She's not saying it, but she does appreciate the check-in. Not many people bother.]

I won't be here long. Just need some time to clear my head.

day 170 | late in the night

[goddamngrenades]

I'm just saying it's good for however long you need it, okay?

day 170 | late in the night

[ghostthatlingers]

[She shrugs.]

Thanks. I'll try not to wreck it.

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[goddamngrenades]

Rest up. It- doesn't get easier. Sorry.

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[ghostthatlingers]

I know.

[Loss is part of the job. She finally glances up at York before letting out a small sigh and reaching for a mug.]

I meant it. [Except that doesn't make sense. Quick, clarify:] The thank you. I don't say it often enough.

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[goddamngrenades]

Yeah, well, don't worry about it. You got a lot on your plate. Take as much time as you need, okay? I'll keep an eye on them for you.

And I promise I won't even try to shave his goatee in his sleep. Which is really hard, you should appreciate my restraint.

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[ghostthatlingers]

[That earns him a roll of the eyes and she fixes him a look that makes it clear he better not dare. Even if she things that would be hilarious.]

I'm not taking an extended vacation. Only a small break before I get back to the grind. All you need to do is make sure they don't do anything stupid.

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[goddamngrenades]

I can manage that.

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[ghostthatlingers]

[She nods and there's a small pause before she asks this next question:]

Do you know if Church is back at the house? I haven't talked to him since he ran off after I brought Omega home.

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[goddamngrenades]

Now? I think he's still at a hotel or something. He needed somewhere to stay.

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[ghostthatlingers]

[She shakes her head. Figures.]

Thought as much.

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[goddamngrenades]

He had a right to want to be somewhere safe. Just like you've got a right to that now.

Re: day 170 | late in the night

[ghostthatlingers]

[Great, now she gets to hear it from this angle, too.]

Don't want to hear it, York. I wouldn't have let Omega do anything to him. If he tried to lay a finger on Church, I would have put a bullet in him right then.