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Caritas, Sunday Daytime

Lacey had, in fact, not budged from Caritas all night. Only part of this had to do with her not wanting to risk a trip home with the havoc in the streets, though; a good chunk had to do with the fact that she'd quite frankly been too soused to find her way to the door even if she had wanted to head for home.

So now, hours later, she and Tino were sprawled out on couches in the lounge, engaged in a fierce and completely non-riveting Battle of the Hangovers.

Shame neither of them was particularly conscious enough to appreciate the suspense.

Not that there was much suspense anyway.

[OOC: Here's your Caritas sanctuary post for the daytime hours, if you want to hide out from the mythological wacky. OCD-free!]

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Savannah had curled up in the lounge and stayed there overnight - not that she slept much.

Eve had spent the night in the Caritas lounge just because she had to do something, anything, and the dorms had been too stifling.

And then finding out that Gwynn was gone?

She kind of wanted to drink. A lot. But instead she was sitting by her sleeping daughter, running a hand over her hair gently.

Jaye had stayed overnight, and spent her early morning talking on the phone in the corner.

"No, I'm fine, I'm just staying here because I don't want to die horribly... No, Dad, you don't really get earthquake warnings, that's not it. Where do you think I am?... No, Virginia- Oh, I didn't mention that whole moving thing?"

"We'll get her back," she finally said softly.

"We better."

Apparently Savannah wasn't as asleep as Eve had thought.

Sunday had found Johnny looking everywhere for Savannah. By the time he came to Caritas, he wasn't too happy.

"You guys got me back."

When she saw him, the look Savannah gave Johnny was probably just as not happy.

That look said much, but not enough. "Why didn't you come back to our room? And why the hell did you have to leave in the first place?"

"I am not a toy or a pet that you can just tie up and walk out," she said flatly.

"No. You're not. But I would at least think you were sensible enough to stay put," he stated stoically.

She didn't bother to hide the anger and hurt in her eyes.

"You tied me to the bed and left me." She pointed out. "Why would I have wanted to be there when you came back?"

"I knew you wouldn't stayed tied," he shrugged, looking possibly a tad ashamed of himself, but not enough. "Because you knew how pissed I would be if you were gone when I came back. And that you didn't get to see since you were gone."

"I was tied to the bed for a couple of hours and it wasn't until I drew blood on my wrists that I got my anger at you under control enough to use my powers to get me out of there." She glared at him. "Let me get this straight. You betray my trust and leave me tied up in our room while you go out -- without even looking at me as you spout things about it being for my own good -- and I'm supposed to be thinking about how pissed off you were going to be when you found me gone?"

"Well, I didn't, but close enough." Oh, yes. There was Eve's guilt complex, kicking in with full force again.

He nodded. It made sense to him. "You forget how well I know you. You would have gone out and done something stupid."

"Stop it, Mom."

"I told you I wouldn't just run off to anything," she said with hurt in her voice. "But you still tied me up and went out among those creepy ghosts and monsters by yourself."

"Not so easy to stop," Eve said. "My best friend's missing and I don't know what the hell's going on. More importantly, she's my frakkin' roommate. I should've realized something was wrong sooner."

Again Johnny shrugged. "I did what I could. Or tried. There's too many and I didn't want you out there, Savannah. I knew you'd follow me. You would. No way would you just stay in our room behind the door when you knew I was out there, fighting."

He wasn't easing her anger or her hurt and betrayal in any way.

"Of course I would have been out with you...because it's you! And hey, news flash, Johnny. I'm a witch... a powerful witch with access to all kinds of power, and I have to use it to help people." Taking a breath, she looked at him. "What if something had happened to the dorms, Johnny? What if they had done something to the dorms -- where you had left me tied up?"

He... hadn't thought of that. But he did know one thing: "I know your power, I knew you would haven't stayed tied up. I just put a hold on you actually doing anything and it worked, didn't it? But yet here you are, not even bothering to come back home. You can do that now. Go to the dorms Savannah, stay there."

Yeah. Johnny might be missing her point entirely.

She stared at him in shock. "You... you're trying to order me to do something, Johnny?"

"Insane Hell God," Savannah pointed out.

"Okay, yeah. But I should be doing something to help, not sitting here like this." Eve made a face. "I hate this, you know that?"

Johnny shifted. Just slightly.

"Yes. I'm doing exactly that."

She stared at him, and this time there was more hurt and shock than anything in her eyes.

"No," she said softly. "I won't do it."

"Not even if it would make me happy?" he asked.

She took a breath, trying to control the pain that single phrase caused her.

"If I tried to order you to do something... would you?"

"I'm not fond of it, either."

"Depends," he replied with a bit of cockiness to his tone. "Think I might like being tied up."

That was quite possibly one of the worst things to say to her.

"Tell you what. I'll tie you up and leave you alone ~~and scared~~ somewhere, and I'll go fight the bad guys and you can tell me later how much fun that was and how much you felt betrayed by the person you loved for doing that to you."

Johnny stared at her, then dropped his gaze to the ground while his hands settled low on his hips.

"...I didn't mean to hurt you. I was trying to protect you."

She let out a breath. "You don't have a lot of faith in who I am... you didn't believe me when I said I wouldn't just run off..." She looked at the floor. "I want you safe, too..."

"No, not the stuff that's happening. Well, yeah, that too. But I mean I hate the sitting around helpless and waiting for the end results to come."

"No, you're right. I didn't believe you. All I know is who you are. You would have been out that door so fast." And he was remembering when she was lost to him, taken by those statues. He couldn't let anything happen to her again.

"I'm always safe. And I want you safe." He stared at her. "Are you going back to our room or not?"

Unfortunately, him saying that had the opposite of the desired effect. It made her feel she had to prove herself capable to him. She didn't know he was thinking about how he had lost her. What she did know was that more than almost anything, she wanted him to have faith in her and her abilities.

"No," she said softly, though it hurt her to do so.

The muscle in his jaw tightened, clenched, and Johnny looked away from her.

"Nothing I can do, say, can sway you can it?"

Savannah rubbed one of her arms, wincing a little. "I hate all of this going on, mom," she whispered.

"It's all right, baby girl," Eve said, wrapping an arm around Savannah. "Well, it will be. They'll get this taken care of. The adults are a pretty resourceful bunch."

And the students and townies would pitch in their fair share by the end.

"You know what we need? A vacation. No, seriously."

Yeah, tell me you'll avoid the fighting, too, and hide in our room with me.

Her eyes were bright with tears as she looked at him and she felt like her chest was being squeezed.

"I'm sorry," she said.

Johnny just stared at her.

"Be careful. Whatever you do, just be careful."

Then he turned around and walked away.

Savannah felt parts of her heart breaking as she watched him walk away. She wiped her eyes and tried to get herself under control. She could fall apart and cry after all of this was over and the missing people were retrieved.

She watched after him for another long moment, and then left Caritas. She'd go to the Town Hall and see what she could find out.

"We do... but I'm not sure that the trip to Mexico that Johnny and I were planning for people is going to happen now."

"Why... oh, right. That whole him-tying-you-up thing." Which she was going to be pissed about later, when she could afford to be.

She nodded. "I don't know what the hell he was thinking."

"Two possibilities. Either he wasn't thinking or he was being severely overprotective."

"He tied me up and left me!"

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