Imagine that! |TAG: Fax!|

[Kaylee Miller]

Fax smiled back, crossing the room and heading for the door. "Take your time with it. You know where I live, now, you can drop it off whenever you want." Somehow, acknowledging the fact that Gabriel knew where he lived wasn't as disturbing as it ought to have felt.

They bid each other friendly farewells, and Fax showed the vampire out of his apartment (retaining a modicum or normality; Gabe could have just teleported). Once he was gone, Fairfax heaved a sigh and deliberated his next course of action. He was still tired. He needed to go shopping again. And... He caught sight of himself in a mirror. Oh. Yes, those were bloodstains. Perhaps a shower was in order, first, and THEN he could deal with his fatigue and his strong desire for a cup of tea.

As it turned out, one problem was immediately solved when he finished his shower and stepped out of his bedroom, fully attired in clean clothing and ready to set out for another shopping trip. There was a box of tea sitting on the kitchen table (incidentally his favourite brand, the type he'd attempted to buy earlier), and underneath there was pinned a note. Rather stupified, the cougar fumbled with it and unfolded it to reveal the message.

'Lies do not become you. Thanks again, Gabe.'