Apr. 10th, 2011

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Three weeks, and Mitchell had been nowhere near Fandom. If there was a crisis going on right now, he didn't even know. He'd had his own shit going on. Three weeks of corralling vampires, getting a twelve-step program going, convincing Ivan to stand by him and talk the vampires of Bristol into quitting the blood.

Three weeks of having to tell the bastards ad nauseum that 'we no longer drink blood' did not mean '...except if it's a willing goth girl we plucked off the internet as a gift for the boss', three weeks of support circles and clapping each other on the shoulder, three weeks of coming home to find George completely not dealing with Nina leaving by promptly throwing himself at some other girl.

He had thought of Fandom occasionally, but every time he was going to make time to leave, some other Situation cropped up.

Like this morning. He'd wanted to go back to the island and open up the theatre. Instead, he was getting lifted off his bed by the police bright and early, cuffed, thrown into a patrol car, and driven off to the police station. )

[[ nfb, and taken from Being Human 2x05 with references to 2x04 because I'm skipping ahead a bit. Warning: references to pedophilia. Open for phone calls, if you're anywhere where you can reach him ]]

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