When Wells went off today, it wasn't to work. He'd earned some time away from the forge, and he was taking it. The farrier didn't care where or why, but Zuko knew. It'd been two months since Wells and Annie last met.

... funny, then, that a man who hadn't seen his wife in so long should suddenly sound as if he's on his way back so very soon.

( Listen closely May / This phone may not be safe / I have been betrayed / And I must leave today )Time passes swiftly when you're on the run, and it's got nothing to do with Einstein. When you've got to outpace the best men your country's military produces, dig into their secrets, and keep yourself and a companion and an animal alive an ( Read more... )

The night of Wells' and Zuko's arrival in London passed uneventfully, for a night that involved a claustrophobic werewolf forced to stay in his own basement. Very little property damage was involved; that qualifies. Come the morning, though, Wells and his wife said their good-byes- the hardest thing he'd ever had to do, for all that they agreed to ( Read more... )

The thing about getting a car at the airport is that it's a good deal easier to convince people they don't really need to go first when you have the air of 'werewolf just past the full moon' behind your smile. Wells snagged the first taxi he could flag down for himself and Zuko and gave the driver very direct instructions. Chinatown was going to ( Read more... )

It would have been a damned long walk back to civilisation from the glen where the werewolf disaster had taken place, but some god who looks after weary travelers is working overtime today. A brown truck bound for Fort William rumbled up alongside the two walkers on its way to the town, and the driver had pity and took them on. It was a long ride ( Read more... )