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"It's the return of the prodigal! Bring out the fatted calf!"

Aug 26, 2007 20:19

laura palmer, chance silvey, ian malcolm, rp, billy brennan, owls, stephen maturin, alan grant

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ian_ma1co1m August 27 2007, 03:51:55 UTC

Fifteen minutes later, only slightly singed, Ian knocked at the door to Grant's quarters. In his hands was a very squirmy kitten who was excited to be smelling familiar smells at last. Behind him, he could hear Billy's footsteps, and wondered why he was hanging back.

bone_not_rock August 27 2007, 03:56:04 UTC

His official reason? Cat.

His unofficial reason was a sinking feeling that even a simple errand like dropping off a cat was probably going to end very, very badly. Shotgun (cattle prod?) weddings generally weren't good news.

wh0_kill3d_m3 August 27 2007, 04:00:29 UTC

Laura and Galahad answered the door, and the treecat bleeked a greeting to Dog.

"Dr. Malcolm, good to see you again...Billy? Hi! Wasn't expecting to see you, but Alan'll be thrilled. C'mon in, guys."

dinosaurman August 27 2007, 04:13:11 UTC

Grant took the kitten from Malcolm, and gave her a scratch on the head before setting her down on the floor. She bumped up against his legs, demanding more attention.

He looked up sharply when he heard Laura mention Billy, and sure enough, his former student was standing in the hallway. "What are you doing out there?" he asked. Wait, that wasn't quite the right question. "What are you doing here?" he clarified.

ian_ma1co1m August 27 2007, 04:16:54 UTC

"Good to see you too, Doctor! Oh, no, no, don't thank me, it was my pleasure to babysit your cat!" Ian grinned. "Hello, Laura, it's nice to see you again too."

He turned back to Grant. "Have you met the new Mrs. Malcolm?"

bone_not_rock August 27 2007, 04:34:40 UTC

"I'm going to kill you," Billy muttered at Ian as he slunk into the room.

Well, now that that was out of the way, there was only one thing left to do: deny the whole mess.

"I am not the new Mrs. Malcolm," he said, glaring at Ian. "The Hat's gone insane and married people off. There's a whole village of very confused people out on the lawn, if you didn't notice."

wh0_kill3d_m3 August 27 2007, 04:37:49 UTC

"So that's what that's all about!" Laura exclaimed. "Who else got hit, d'you know?"

dinosaurman August 27 2007, 04:44:01 UTC

It was a good thing that somebody was able to keep the conversation going, because Grant certainly wasn't. He was too busy turning a funny shade of purple to be much use.

"You did what? To him?" he asked Billy, completely ignoring Ian. He stared with his mouth open, while the idea that the whole thing wasn't completely voluntary trickled into his brain. "Can you get this fixed? Can you get him fixed? Christ, Billy, you don't even know where he's been."

ian_ma1co1m August 27 2007, 04:45:34 UTC

Malcolm snorted. "Well, he knows the last place I've been, that's for sure. After all, he was there."

bone_not_rock August 27 2007, 05:01:12 UTC

There was never a convenient hole around when you needed one. Not that he wasn't trying to find one.

Billy's face had turned bright red, but he stared at the floor, determined not to say anything. Instead, he was mentally revising the way he was going to kill Ian. Instead of waiting until the mathematician was asleep, he was going to lunge for the throat as soon as they were out the door. Maybe sooner. His eyes fell on the content of an open box and he started to poke through that, hoping that somebody else would fill the silence.

wh0_kill3d_m3 August 27 2007, 05:07:06 UTC

Laura pulled her jaw up off the floor. As eager for a change of subject as Billy, she crossed to the table and peered into the box.

"What'cha got there?" she asked, voice a little higher than usual, and cleared her throat.

dinosaurman August 27 2007, 05:15:16 UTC

Grant pointed at Billy. "You're next," he said.

With that, he grabbed Ian by the arm and dragged the taller man into the other half of the living space.

"What were you THINKING?" Grant yelled after the door was closed. "Were you even thinking?"

ian_ma1co1m August 27 2007, 05:19:44 UTC

Ian smiled smugly and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Which time? At the shotgun wedding - well, cattle prod wedding, really - or the one-night stand?"

bone_not_rock August 27 2007, 05:32:54 UTC

Billy had found a stack of photos in the box and had been looking through them in an attempt to ignore the conversation that could clearly be heard through the door. The first photo was a group shot of about 20 people, all kneeling around an almost-complete skeleton in the ground. He and Alan were on the left of the bottom row. Grant's arm had been thrown around his shoulders. Billy remembered that the picture had been taken with his camera. Looking through a few more photos, he remembered having shot most of the roll.

Laura came up next to him, and asked him a question. Startled, he dropped the pictures back into the box. "Nothing," he said, not really sure if that was a proper response to whatever she'd asked him. He folded one of the cardboard flaps over the box, trying to close it up.

wh0_kill3d_m3 August 27 2007, 05:37:17 UTC

She reached around the flap and pulled out the group photo. "Alan showed me this while we were packing. This was only about a month or so before Isla Sorna, right?"

dinosaurman August 27 2007, 05:46:26 UTC

Meanwhile, the pot was very busy calling the kettle black. "Why on earth would you talk him into a one-night stand? Have you no decency? He's still a kid!"

Grant didn't want to think it was jealousy making him so angry, but even after warning Ian off of his other partners, he never thought he'd have to do the same for his old student.

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