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This vampire nest was supposed to have six vampires in it. This trip to L.A. was supposed to involve this nest as the first stop of several. This time Sherlock's information is imperfect.

[Fuck,] says Bella, after having burst through the door, masked and armed with her stake, [they're having all their friends over today - help -]

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eversomuchfun

[I am... not well,] he says. [And I don't know what I need. But I know I would rather be with you than anywhere else right now.]

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cross_and_bow

Juliet hugs him.

He may notice that she doesn't have her old strength anymore.

But that's all right. They finally found a mint.

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luminous_regnant

Golden starts making notes in the Bellbook. When she's finished - it only takes a few seconds to describe those of the events that are for public consumption - she offers the book to Tony and non-vampire Sherlock collectively. "A summary, albeit one skewed towards the interests of my template and not either of yours."

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bitofafiction

Sherlock picks it up and starts reading.

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eversomuchfun

And Sherlock hugs Juliet some more.

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cross_and_bow

[I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry.]

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eversomuchfun

[I know,] he says. [I love you.]

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cross_and_bow

[I love you too.]

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eversomuchfun

Snuggle.

While Golden is still here, they should probably deal with some practical matters, but they don't have to deal with those right this second.

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luminous_regnant

Golden's not going anywhere. Golden has all the time in the world.

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cross_and_bow

Snuggling, by contrast: fairly urgent.

[I can't believe she - I thought she'd be me. At least a bit me. Golden only knew a little - was there any me there, at all, or am I just entirely my soul, or...?]

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eversomuchfun

[...She had hints of you,] he says. [If I had never met you before, I would have found her fascinating. But she did not think the way you think.]

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cross_and_bow

Juliet's full of questions but she can't tell if Sherlock would prefer to field them or not.

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eversomuchfun

[Yes?]

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cross_and_bow

[What hints? What did she say? What did she do, before...?]

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eversomuchfun

[Oh, she trash-talked you for a while, and then she suggested we had better things to do than talk, and I declined, and she tried to argue me around.]

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cross_and_bow

[Christ.]

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eversomuchfun

[Yes.]

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cross_and_bow

[I don't suppose any of the trash-talk contained worthwhile insights.]

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eversomuchfun

[Not especially, no.]

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cross_and_bow

[I think I'll take your word for it.]

Snuggle. Grateful guilty snuggle.

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eversomuchfun

Snuggle snuggle [I love you] snuggle.

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cross_and_bow

[I love you too.]

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luminous_regnant

"The gist of the book," Golden says, mostly for Tony's benefit, "is that there are a bunch of us - I'm the vampire one, but a different kind of vampire from the ones in your world, and there is also an angel one and a witch one and a Martian-of-sorts and the Slayer over there and Shell Bell who does not have such a convenient descriptor, and unknown numbers of us who've yet to find this place, although there's a space soldier one whose friend made some notes about her for us. Some of them have Sherlocks and Tonies, more of them have instead instances of a template referred to as 'Whistles' to our 'Bells', and I'm the odd one out - there is a Whistle in Aurum, but I had to import him; my husband is of different extraction entirely and is called Edward."