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It was in all ways a beautiful church: sitting near the center of Bristol, hundreds of years old, a place that drew large quantities of parishoners every day. It had taken Mitchell time to find out where it was, exactly-- he hadn't precisely been searching based on aesthetics alone, either.

But he had found it.

Her church.

Lucy's church.

And he was going to get some Expandanswers. )

[[ NFB, NFI, and ooc-okay. Preplayed with the awesome [livejournal.com profile] nookiepowered, and taken from Being Human 2x08. We're in the home stretch now, woo. ]]
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Early that morning, George had offered to get Annie a taxi. "Oh, no need," she'd said, and vanished before his very eyes; supposedly, back to the house, to see if the Door was still there. Which left George sitting at Mitchell's bedside, fidgeting, and watching the nurses argue about the heart monitor.

They were still pinning that on a possible defect in the system, but they were going to catch on sooner or later.

As the day progressed, he might have gone out to get some coffee occasionally, but mostly he spent his time here, watching Mitchell lie there, motionless, confounding the doctors. Apparently, his body hadn't forgotten how to simulate breathing just yet.

And because it wasn't enough of a clusterfuck yet, the hospital sent in a vicar later into the Monday evening, too, which was really complicated to deal with.

[[ for anyone who has reason to be in this Bristol hospital room any time today. spoilers for Being Human 1x06 likely if there are any comments. ]]

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