The Watchtower, Earth Orbit [Wednesday afternoon]

[weldedtomyspine]

It was a good thing that they were off for Thanksgiving today. Jaime would have skipped class if there had been any. There wasn't any way he would have been able to pay attention anyway.

He was too busy poring over files. After his talk with Dinah on Monday he'd started calling in favors. He'd tossed an email to Oracle, he'd suited up and

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[blondecanary]

Dinah was needing to talk to someone. Someone who was still safe. Not under threat.

Please, Jaime, let everything still be okay.

*ring*

[blondecanary]

"Yeah." Dinah smiled. "Yeah, I will. It'll..." Not, it'll be okay. But: "We'll be all right. Promise."

[weldedtomyspine]

"I know you will."

Because he wasn't about to admit anything else, even to himself.

[blondecanary]

If she stayed on much longer, this was going to sound like a good-bye. And it wasn't time for that yet. Maybe wouldn't happen at all?

Right. Plans for the future... "I'll see you at New Year's, if not sooner. And you'll have to tell me more about the Justice League and stuff."

[weldedtomyspine]

"See you then," Jaime promised.

"And, yeah, I'm looking forward to that. Maybe I can even introduce you to, well, you know, you sometime."

[blondecanary]

Dinah giggled. "Yeah. I like that idea. And meeting your Oracle." There. A good mood. "Talk to you soon, Jaime."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Stay safe out there, hot stuff," he said, trying to keep things light.

Just another call. Like they had all the time. Nothing special.