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[steel_singer]

Bobby hadn't been as shaken up as he was by yesterday's discovery in a long god damn time, includin' all the shit he'd been through with the Winchester boys. Now there was a little mound of earth in front of his hut that concealed somethin' he never thought he'd be seein' again, and never would if he could help it. It'd be a long damn time 'fore he

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[1000_cranes]

Charlie found herself humming as she wandered into the rec-room, tea in one hand and crappy romance novel in the other. She'd taken to sneaking out of the house to read them. Sh knew that Ianto was only teasing, but she also felt like he probably didn't approve of these books at all. When she saw Bobby, she smiled broadly.

"Oh, you look happy, old man. Considerin' you apparently rule an all." She gestured to him with her paperback. "That's a real informative shirt."

[steel_singer]

Despite the gloom of yesterday still hangin' over his head, Bobby couldn't help but quirk a half smile at the sight of Charlie lookin' so happy. "Clothes box 'pparently has decided I need to be constantly reminded that I'm old," he said in reply, with a shrug of his shoulders as if to say what can you do?

[1000_cranes]

"I woulda thought your face in the mirror woulda done that for you," teased Charlie, with affection. "It suits you, Bobby. It's a nice shirt."

She glanced at the jukebox, then looked around the rec-room.

"It someone's birthday?"

[steel_singer]

"Yeah, mine," Bobby said resignedly. "Yet 'nother reminder I'm old."

[1000_cranes]

"Yeah, but it suits you." A broad smile spread across her her face and dropped her book and set her tea on the table before going to Bobby and going up on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around Bobby's neck and giving him a sound kiss on his whiskered cheek.

"You have plans, sugar?"

[steel_singer]

Bobby smiled, a real damn genuine smile, even though Charlie's gesture made him think of the daughters he mighta had with his wife, once upon a time. "Nah, I don't got nothin' planned, Charlie," he said, with a sort of 'pshaw' motion. "Once you get as old as me just reachin' the next birthday is a feat in itself, let alone plans of any kind."

[1000_cranes]

"Bullshit, and you know it," said Charlie, letting him go, but shooting him a look. "You've got years left in you yet, old man. I can tell. You're one of those stubborn types."

She grinned.

"We'll, we've got to do something. How about I make you a drink?"

[steel_singer]

"Yeah, I am pretty damn stubborn, you're right about that," he replied, mood lightening in spite of himself. "And a drink sounds great."

[1000_cranes]

"Come on," she said, taking his arm. "I'm pretty sure we've got something in the way of alcohol back at home."

[steel_singer]

He automatically bent his arm at the elbow as she took it and they headed out. "So, how're things goin' for ya?" he asked as they walked.

[1000_cranes]

"Good," she said, with a little nod. "They're really good. I'm teaching now. Art, and I've got a really great bunch of kids. I'm moving into Ianto's place one pair of panties at a time. This is gonna be a good year. I can feel it."

[steel_singer]

"Glad to hear it, 'cept I think I coulda lived without hearin' about the panties," Bobby said, a bit teasingly.

[1000_cranes]

"I'll say to you what I always say to Duck," said Charlie, giving him a wicked little smirk. "Just think of them as theoretical panties. Then they won't bother you so much."