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Nearly a week had passed since Alcuin had added Daniel Jackson's name to the drawing he'd pinned up on the wall in his house. He'd named it in his head the Tree of Loss, and tried to think of it now as a sort of memorial. But it was the worst sort of irony that it wasn't very long ago at all that Alcuin had confessed his fear that Daniel, as one

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For all his loudness, when it came to Alcuin, Guy was surprisingly quiet. It couldn’t be called shyness, of awkwardness, but there was something about the insanely pretty young man that lead Guy to be more serious, earnest. There was an unvoiced understanding emanating from him that was comforting and silencing. Strange, definitely, but it had particularly helped after Cole’s disappearance. And now Daniel was gone too.

“Some summer, isn’t it?” He commented, with a smile only slightly wry, as commenting the weather and not the vanishing of some of the people he held most dear.

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When Alcuin looked up and saw Guy there, his books were forgotten for the moment. He pulled himself to his feet, crossed the short distance to him, and wrapped his arms around Guy's neck, pulling himself close but not saying a word.

He may have wanted distraction, yes, but he knew that Guy would be hurting, too, and there was something to be said for shared comfort.

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It was different now. Shared comfort; one to another and another to one. Daniel was gone and his disappearing act had hurt them both.

Guy put his arms around Alcuin's waist and held him as close as the other held him. He thought he had overcome the initial misery Daniel's vanishing had caused, but apparently it still bloody hurt - silent witness of which the tears he was now biting back.

He kissed the other man’s cheek. “At least he’s gone back to a place where he was... happy. More or less.”

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Alcuin nodded, not moving away from him. "With Vala," he said, and it sounded sad but not bitter.

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"And she will know and remember him," Guy added, no indication whatsoever to let go of Alcuin. "You'll be alright?" He asked. He wasn't quite sure how deep the friendship ran.

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"History shows I will be," Alcuin sighed. It wasn't the first time he'd lost someone he loved, not by far.

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"I suppose," Guy said. He couldn't bring himself yo agree. Of history showed anything, it was that he certainly wouldn't be alright.

He leaned into the embrace again, his hand rubbing thoughtless little circles on Alcuin's back.

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Alcuin did not care in the least that they were sharing a rather intimate moment in the middle of the kitchen where anyone could walk in.

"It seems unfair that you've had such a run of misfortune," he said softly, breathing deeply against Guy's chest. "I suppose it is small consolation that I'm still here?"

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Guy had never cared for such sentimentalities. Not in a voiced manner, at least. The presence of someone didn't make up for the leaving of someone else. Misery had always really been the only solution.

But there was some comfort in shared misery. And he found himself quite glad that Alcuin was here. "Not so small," he admitted. He looked at Alcuin. "It's quite good, actually."

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"I was trying to distract myself with work, but good company is even better I think," sighed Alcuin. "I had no desire to get drunk this time, though."

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Guy had definitely had the desire to get drunk when he just found out. He had, in fact, gotten drunk. Very drunk. A vague memory of Anthony dragging him to bed came to mind.

"I should have come to you sooner," Guy said, and it was almost an apology. "It didn't... occur to me." He had been too drunk to remember.

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"No, it's all right," said Alcuin, shaking his head. "We both had a lot on our minds." A little smile twitched at his lips. "Mayhap I should have gotten drunk. I suppose it does solve that problem."

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His smile was wry and insanely beautiful. Guy smiled on return."We could still. I happen to have some stowed away. For exactly these occasions. Come with?"

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Alcuin ducked his head. "Only if you promise you won't let me get so drunk that I'm terribly hungover in the morning and your boyfriend yells at me for trying to steal you away," he said.

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"Very unlikely," Guy replied with a good-natured smile. The boyfriend part, at least. Whatever Anthony might say in the morning, well, Guy was known for not caring for what nonsense came from the art critics mouth before 10.

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Alcuin nodded, and then pulled himself to his feet, scooping up the books and tucking them under his arm. "Then drinking it is."