Trouble on the Homestead - Again (Lana's Cottage, Friday afternoon)

[sensitivejim]

Jim stood in Lana's tiny kitchen, trying to talk quietly into the cellphone so he wouldn't wake her up. His head was bowed and he looked almost relaxed, except for the way his fingers were curling around the edge of the counter like he was about to rip it up with his bare hands

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[dark_innocence]

Lana sleepily made her way out to the kitchen and wrapped her arms around him. "What's wrong?" she asked, resting her head on his back so she could smile against his bare shoulder.

[sensitivejim]

The word 'nothing' was on the tip of his tongue but he choked it back, laying a hand over her arms. "Simon . . ."

[dark_innocence]

Her brow furrowed in thought for a moment. "Simon...? Oh..."

She let out a quiet sigh. "He wants you back."

[sensitivejim]

"Yeah," Jim sighed. "I told him this time it depended on you."