Date: 2017-01-27 04:52 am (UTC)
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A hospital never crossed Will's mind. Only one place would serve them now.

"Home," he replied and pulled Fin into his arms. The world sifted for them and where they once been in the garden, now they were in the safety of their own flat. The lingering smell of pot and wine, flowers and leather were all around them. And Keats was instantly at Fin's heel attending to him.

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