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Felix was gone. The shock hadn't worn off when Shannon went to bed and he woke up fully expecting to see his lover in the room with him, but the apartment was cold and empty. In the living room the incriminating evidence still lay on the table. He cleaned the ash of the burned flyer but he couldn't make himself touch the photographs. Not wanting to be alone in the place that was theirs, he quickly dressed and left the building.

As he walked to a nearby coffee shop, he had a sudden urge for company. While waiting on the line he dialed Hotch's number.

Date: 2015-03-15 05:27 am (UTC)
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"If we can get to the bottom of this maybe he'll come home," Hotch replied softly.

Date: 2015-03-16 03:56 pm (UTC)
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"Actually, yes," he said tightly, the truth of it clearly personal and quite painful. It was also clear no more would be forthcoming.

"Are you in contact with him at all? If yoou are I'd suggest you let him know I'm on the case. Try to communicate as much as you can."

Date: 2015-03-18 01:51 am (UTC)
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"Of course, Shannon. I swear I will do everything I can. Is there anything else or shall I get back and start to alayze some of this?" he asked, not wanting to leave any loose ends.

Date: 2015-03-18 08:42 pm (UTC)
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"Then I'll get to work," He promised with utmost gravity. "I'll call you when I know something."

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