A Dangerous Mind

[Featuring/referencing OCs: Sara Carlisle, Linus Eckhert, Adrian Forrester, Charlie Larson, Halloran (Hal) McCarran, Calhoun (Cal) Shorter, Ben Tattersall, Lisa Bianchi]

Johnny looked up at the clock over the sideboard. Damn. They'd finished lunch a few minutes ago -- Christian, Harry, Liam, Adrian, Charlie and Johnny himself -- and were sitting around talking over the last of their drinks. Harry finished the bottle of orange juice which had always been waiting for him and Johnny hid a grin. Lisa had sized him up the day he arrived and had quietly ensured he'd take what she'd prescribed with no fuss, after discovering his fondness for OJ.

(  Harry squinted, looking off into the distance. ''You expecting anyone today?'' )

Christian nudged open Johnny's door, the tray in his hands making things a tad difficult, but he managed. Once inside, he let the door swing shut and closed it with his boot heel, almost instantly spotting his somewhat battered lover curled up in the bed with Leopold. His eyes were closed but Christian could tell he wasn't sleeping, so he walked over to the desk and deposited his load, looking around the room and muttering to himself, "There should be a... ahh, there it is." He pulled the wheeled table, something like a hospital table except far fancier, over to the side of the bed and then retrieved the tray, climbing on to the other side of the bed carefully and waiting for Johnny to notice he was there.

Johnny turned his head careful, sniffling a bit, and looked up at the man sitting next to him. "Christian?" ( His arms tightened around Leopold and he lay still, waiting. Everyone else had yelled at him; it was probably Christian's turn. )

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Johnny sat in his corner of the office sofa, cradling a cup of chocolate coffee in both hands, the scented steam wafting past his face. He turned troubled eyes to Liam and said, "But what do we do? Ben needs Hal, he's going to pieces at just the though of being without him even for a few days. But Hal's ready to crack, I can tell, and it's not fair to make him deal with this all day, every day, forever. I don't see--" Suddenly he felt a familiar presence in his mind, and he cut himself off, his eyes unfocusing.

( Christian knew it was the wrong time, but he knew too that Johnny would want to know about this. )

SaraCar: --dragging the WHOLE rug mind you, into the air vent under my bed. Good thing it stuck 'cause she fell and was dangling there by her teeth halfway between my room and Ben's below. I guess last time they painted they didn't refasten it, just sort of set it in.

JohnnyD: ( LOL! So how much wall did they have to dismantle to get her out? )