red wolf (redwolf) wrote,
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CacophonySpike was surprised to find the office empty. Well, almost empty. Andrew was sitting at Rachel's desk nursing a black eye.

"Where is everyone? What happened to you? And why does it sound like someone is strangling cats in the kitchen?"

Andrew moaned theatrically. "The Retjulls haven't forgiven me. Dawn is sweeping up the broken coffee cup and Rachel is singing to the demons to calm them."

"Ah." Spike shuddered, remembering the incident with the Vrykolp demon. It had taken some fast-talking to keep her as a client. "Lovely girl, but I fear for the eardrums of Rachel's future children."


open_on_sundaychallenge #125: lullabies
Part of the London!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse
Tags: andrew wells, dawn summers, fan fiction, fiction, london, rachel evans, retjull, spike
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