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The three days had been up. John had wandered this strange London that was so much like what he remembered, but equally foreign to him. He didn't like feeling like a stranger in what he would have normally considered his own home. He didn't like how limited he was, confined to such a small area of London. It would have been best if he could have gone to Whitechapel, to see if he could find himself as Jack the Ripper and perhaps prevent some of the murders. Time being what it was in this place, that was unlikely to happen, but he would have appreciated the chance to at least try.
Instead, he was forced to try and understand this 'island' as best he could, mingling with the few substantial people that he could find. Will and Nikola had been a wealth of information in their own way, but he preferred talking to those whose opinions weren't necessarily... colored by prior interactions.
All the while, he had been counting down the time until he could see Helen again. The urge to see her before that had been almost overwhelming, but the damage it would do to her trust in him wasn't worth the risk. He continued biding his time until the agreed upon three day interval, meeting at Westminster Abbey. It was a public place, not that Helen need have any fear of him. While in his right mind, John would never hurt her.
In fact, he had even sent her flowers yesterday, paying a boy to deliver them the previous day to her doorstep. He had left a note that simply thanked her again for being so understanding. He had almost brought her a gift today as well, but decided that would be pushing things. Instead, he waited patiently on a bench, watchful of those who came and went. If Helen wished to bring someone to arrest him, he would go peaceably, but he was a cautious man and old habits died hard.
Instead, he was forced to try and understand this 'island' as best he could, mingling with the few substantial people that he could find. Will and Nikola had been a wealth of information in their own way, but he preferred talking to those whose opinions weren't necessarily... colored by prior interactions.
All the while, he had been counting down the time until he could see Helen again. The urge to see her before that had been almost overwhelming, but the damage it would do to her trust in him wasn't worth the risk. He continued biding his time until the agreed upon three day interval, meeting at Westminster Abbey. It was a public place, not that Helen need have any fear of him. While in his right mind, John would never hurt her.
In fact, he had even sent her flowers yesterday, paying a boy to deliver them the previous day to her doorstep. He had left a note that simply thanked her again for being so understanding. He had almost brought her a gift today as well, but decided that would be pushing things. Instead, he waited patiently on a bench, watchful of those who came and went. If Helen wished to bring someone to arrest him, he would go peaceably, but he was a cautious man and old habits died hard.