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[jumpthegun]

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[devoutish]

A-positive.

[jumpthegun]

I'm O-positive, no MN Poisoning symptoms. I'm a viable donor unless you'd prefer someone else, Mr. Solomons.

[His tone is strictly business. He's trying very hard not to be upset for a great many reasons just now. Claire is dead, Kid is a mess, Sherlock is missing along with Sylar, probably off to conduct experiments at the chapel, the Joker is on the loose... and so very many other things.]

[devoutish]

Mm.

[Enjoy that non-answer, Watson.]

[jumpthegun]

I need a yes or a no, sir.

[devoutish]

Fuck off.

[jumpthegun]

[John closes his eye and takes a few deep breaths to steady himself before replying. He needs to sound unfazed. The delay is probably telling enough, though.]

Please let me know when you decide on a donor, Mr. Solomons. Or let another medical professional know. I'll speak with Kid, as you requested.

[devoutish]

If he comes after Emily, you are a part of who I will blame.

[jumpthegun]

I know. [His voice wavers for a moment before John swallows.] And I'll deserve it. [He doesn't apologize because what is that going to do? Probably just piss the other man off more.]

[devoutish]

And you're still determined to stand by what's moral?

[jumpthegun]

I can't, Alfie. [The emotion comes through, before he can stop it.] Anything else. I can bend on anything else, but that... I'll break. I can't.

[There's a pause as John tries to think of something to fix this.]

I'm going to try to get him to come after me.

[devoutish]

You are stupid as well as disgusting, and I'm done with you.

[Alfie hangs up.]

[jumpthegun]

[Alfie is a gang lord. He's a cold-blooded killer. He's an asshole.

He's a friend.

Tears come unbidden to John's remaining eye, and he retreats from the other men in the house, setting aside his tablet. He'll contact Kid in a few minutes. He just needs five minutes. Maybe ten.

Maybe a little more.]