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[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Claire is sitting by herself in a booth near the fire. She came downstairs to get some peanut butter toast and some tea but neither sounded very good once they were in front of her. Must be the headache.

She's writing in her journal.

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[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Tony glanced up from his book and caught sight of a person he hadn't spoken to in a while. Marking his place in the book, he stood up and walked over to her booth, sitting in the opposite seat without being invited.

Because he's Tonyish that way.

"Writing about me?"

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

She glances up with a smirk and tilts her head, studying him.

"Only if you answer to 'headache' and 'back pain' now."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"I think some of my ex-girlfriends might think of me that way. How have you been?"

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Fine," she nods. "I've had a cold or something off and on for about two weeks, but other than that I've been good."

She closes her journal and pushes it aside. "How are you?"

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"I'm good. Been reading a lot, spending some time with Michelle. Taking it easy. How's Seth?"

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Seth is very good," she grins. "He turned nine months old recently. He's crawling and getting into everything."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

"He's not a handful, is he?"

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no, he is," she laughs. "But it's okay. I wouldn't have it any other way."

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

He smiled, his expression a bit whistful. He really did want children. "That's good to hear. So, besides Seth, have you been keeping yourself busy? Haven't seen you around."

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Snow is in the bar for a supply run, the chaos of the previous night leaving the Fables wing with another member to provide for. She spots Claire and approaches*

Evening, Claire. How have you been?

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Snow," she glances up with a smile. "Doing fairly okay. How have you been?"

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

I'm doing well enough, but something happened to Virginia last night . . . Wolf dropped Sara and Harold off with us in a panic, and when I came in a while later to try and find out what happened, he was running out the front door with Virginia in his arms. God, I hope she's all right.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Oh, God," she gasps. "I haven't seen either of them ages. I hope she's alright too."

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

I've seen her a few times, and Wolf every so often when he had specials up for the kitchen, but it has been a while. She's nearly to term -- I hope it wasn't something wrong with the baby.

*Snow is clutching her mug of hot chocolate tightly, knuckles whitening slightly*

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Maybe she was going into labor?" Claire asks with a forced optimism. "I'm sure they're both okay."

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

Maybe. He wouldn't have been panicking if there wasn't a good chance.

*She's seen reaction to tragedy far too many times to know this.*

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"They'll be okay," she says softly. "Virginia's very strong."

She reaches for her own cup of tea so that she has something to fiddle with. "Who are Sara and Harold?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

And then, you know, there's an Ace.

An Ace with two cinnamon rolls. Amazing how one manages to find its way to sit in front of Claire as Ace scoots into the other side of the booth.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"I knew I liked you for a reason," she looks up with a grin, and sets her journal aside before reaching for the pastry. She takes a small tentative bite and then, as if deciding it's okay, eats a little more.

"How are things?" A casual question but she expects a detailed answer.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Continuing the depressing downward slide. M'doin' m'best to ignore it. Or at least not fret about it."

The hand teasing a bit of roll away is still lacking rings.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry," she sighs and wipes the sticky icing off her fingers with a napkin. "I take it that means nothing's changed?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Just another row." She replies, dispiritedly. She'd be even more down if she had transcripts of Tim's conversation with a certain OS the night before.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Fighting's good," she says softly and then quickly adds, "I mean it's not good but it means you both still care enough to fight. It means you still have things left to say to each other."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Claire gets a dark 'do I really look that stupid' look.
"So far nothin' he's had t'say has given much hope."

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Claire sighs again and reaches for more cinnamon roll, but then changes her mind. It doesn't sound so good anymore either. Stupid headache. She crosses her arms over her chest and makes another attempt at saying the 'right thing'.

"Maybe you two need some time away from the bar together?"