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It feels really, really good to be back at work. He missed his shop, and the guys that he works with. Being back under the hoods of cars feels like coming up, and Davin is even better at it now, given all he learned back home.

About halfway through the day, a call comes in from a Roadside Assistance agency that they're on contract with. A BMW is dead out on the highway, and Davin doesn't think much of it. He likes to take these kinds of calls, because a lot of the time it's something that he can fix with magic, like a dead battery or a loose wire.

So he hops into the tow truck and heads out to find the car. There are plenty of people in Siren Cove who drive BMWs, and Davin doesn't worry about who may be behind the wheel until he pulls up behind the car only to see an aggravated James leaning against the side of it. Maybe he should have asked for a name before taking the call.

Oh boy.

This is his job, and he's a professional, so he hops out of the truck with a pleasant enough smile. They haven't talked since William's funeral, and Davin isn't exactly surprised. But it's fine. It's... whatever. "James, hey. What seems t'be the trouble?"

Davin doesn't really know what's wrong with him.

Well, he has some ideas. He's been through a lot. A whole lot, but he should be better than this. He should be stronger. But apparently he isn't. He can feel himself withdrawing, getting quieter. Getting sad. This isn't a new feeling to Davin in the slightest, but he's always been able to beat it before. He's always been able to come out on top, no matter what he's faced.

Maybe not this time.

He feels this desperate urge to get away from the city, and he finds himself thinking about Brigid's shrine. He could be in Ireland in under an hour, and the temptation is strong. Really, incredibly strong. But he can't just leave. He has responsibilities. He has James.

Davin knows that he isn't really being fair to James. It's a lot of pressure to put on what's still a fairly new relationship, but he's trying. He feels best when he's in James' arms, and that means so much to him. It's why he wants to go away with him so badly. Part of it, anyway. But that isn't right either. The trip is supposed to be a happy event, not an escape. He just needs to try harder. '

He's home from work, and he's exhausted. His potions sped up his healing and his cast is already off. There are no physical reminders left from his time with Roman, saved for a faint, silvery scar where the wrench hit his temple. He's back to work full time, maybe a little bit more than full time, but he still loves what he does. Working on cars helps clear his head, and makes everything feel a little bit normal.

After his shower, he's considering just going to bed. It's still relatively early, but lately he's just been so exhausted. It's summer, but he's pale. There are dark circles under his eyes, and even though his enchanted charm keeps the actual nightmares away, he still has trouble falling to sleep. Everything is just so much.

He's standing in the door of his bedroom when there's a knock on the front door. After pulling on some sweats, he goes over to open it. James is standing on the other side, and Davin's mouth curves up into a genuine smile. He brightens a little at the unexpected visit, and he stands up a little straighter. "Hey, babe. It's good t'see ya. Come on in."

Grimhilde Manor is in the middle of freaking nowhere.

Luckily, in the place of the carriage that brought James and Davin to the ball is now James' BMW. Davin doesn't give it much thought, and just helps James into the passenger seat. He's hurt pretty bad but not in any way that Davin can't fix. He cups his cheek, the one that isn't scraped up and raw, and leans in to press a trembling kiss to his forehead. "I'll get us outta here, okay? It's gonna be okay."

He shuts the door and goes over to the driver's seat. Davin's entire body aches, and his head is throbbing, but he'll be fine. It's all going to be fine. At least, he hopes it will.

The keys are sitting in the ignition and Davin starts up the car, spitting gravel as he flips it around and heads away from the manor. James has his head back against the seat, eyes closed, and Davin keeps glancing at him worriedly as he drives. He doesn't really know how James is going to react to what he just saw. It was a huge burst of magic, in which Davin killed something, but Davin's hand was forced. He didn't want to do it; he had to if he wanted to save them. His hands are still shaking, and his heart is pounding away in his chest. Maybe he'd go into shock, if he wasn't so wholly focused on getting them somewhere safe.

Davin's shop is on the way to James' house, so he pulls into the parking lot and looks over at James' quizzical expression. Davin swallows hard and unbuckles his seat belt, tossing the door open. "I just need t'grab somethin'. I'll be right back."

There's a small wooden box in a locked drawer in Davin's office that holds a few vials of his healing potion, just in case, and he rushes in to grab it. He runs back out to the car and sets it on the console before pointing the car towards James' house. Once they're at the cottage he puts the car in park, grabbing the box before going around to open James' door. He hooks James' good arm over his shoulders and helps him up, leading him up to the front door and unlocking it. Davin helps him over to the sofa and sits him down, taking a few steps back and biting his lip.

"I - " Davin swallows hard, eyes shining, and he has no idea what to say. He's just so fucking scared and upset, and he wraps his arms around himself as he looks helplessly at James.

(Dated to December 1st, after Circle of Sirens has wrapped up.)

Everyone is alive. Safe and whole and home. Alive. And Davin helped it happen. He hasn't been able to stop smiling since. All those people are back home with their families and loved ones, and he couldn't be happier. This town is sort of like living in a bad sci-fi movie sometimes, but at least no one can say it's boring.

He spent most of the weekend with Mira, refusing to leave her side until he had to. Davin had taken leave once people started going missing, and gave Jason time off to spend time with Iris.

But now it's Monday and the chaos has quieted, so it's back to the real world. Davin is the first one at the shop, as per usual, and Henry comes in after. He doesn't say much, also the usual, and gets to work. Mel and Hank come in next, one right after the other, and Davin's muscles immediately tense up.

"Oh, look who decided to show up," Mel says right off of the bat, and Davin's shoulders tense up. "Enjoy your vacation, princess?"

"Get to work," Davin says blandly, not giving him the satisfaction of reacting to his taunts. That seems to just make him even more angry and he takes a few steps towards Davin, who takes a step back on instinct, but whatever Mel was going to say is cut off by a car pulling into the service bay. It's a sleek black Camaro, and Davin's eyes light up in excitement. "I got this one."

"Whatever," Mel says with a flippant wave of his hand, and then stalks off to his side of the service bay. Davin ambles up to the Camaro and his face lights up in surprise when the detective who was working the disappearances steps out of it.

"Mornin' Detective Thornton," Davin greets happily. He makes a completely different picture than the one he made at Iris's, now bright and aloof and smiling warmly instead of twitchy and scared. "What brings ya by?"

Davin Kavanagh

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