Neal doesn't notice right away as 8pm approaches. He's painting, a miniature Goya, lost in the hyperfixation process.
He will though. Boy will he.
Malcolm will find Neal close at hand in the hospital when he wakes up, looking flustered, wearing a tux in dark jewel tones with a floral design. His bowtie is missing, his collar unbuttoned, and while Dani and JT are next to the bed, Neal is arguing with someone on the phone in the background. "I don't--I know it's not 'usual' for an artist to no-show his own gallery debut, Trudy, I'm not exactly a novice at this. I don't care. You can figure it out. Spin something mysterious and sexy and vague enough to drive people insane, you're good at that. No, you can't tell them--no! I'm hanging up."
Neal makes a dismissive gesture with the hand holding his phone. "There will be other gallery openings. Trudy will use this to build up my mystique or something." Clearly imitating a well-to-do someone's tone, he says, "Image is everything."
He stuffs his phone into his pocket, crossing back to Malcolm's bedside. Dani and JT step back as he moves in, giving each other an amused glance. Neal lifts a hand to Malcolm's cheek, the other going to gently hold the ice pack in place. Or help Malcolm do it. Whatever. "I'd rather be here."
"And I know better than to argue during moments like this," Neal says dryly. He kisses Malcolm's forehead. "I'm coming with you. Hanging back like a proper civilian, but coming with."
"Yes you are," Neal says, pleased, and kisses Malcolm's forehead then his mouth. He glances Dani's way and gives Malcolm one last kiss, tone dry and a little annoyed. "Your legal partner will see you at the crime scene."
Malcolm grins and hands Dani his ice pack as he hops off the table, though he’s not quite as steady on his feet as he thought and he has to grab Neal’s arm to steady himself.
Neal is more reluctant to go with JT after that, but the other man convinces him. The interrogation of the developer is fruitful, at least, and when Dani and Malcolm walk out of the room Neal slides in next to his husband—nearly planting a kiss on the bruised side of his head before catching himself. “I probably shouldn’t touch that spot, huh.”
When they walk into the Whitly family dining room, Malcolm pauses as he spots his mother and sister. Then his father makes an entrance and it’s like a bad television signal. He stumbles backwards, against the wall and clutches his head.
“It means the normal will seem surreal for a bit.” Neal crouches down in front of Malcolm, studying his face worriedly. “Maybe we should go home. We’ve got that interview tomorrow, and I would reschedule, but it’s taken so long to get it hammered out and pulling the plug last minute because you got pushed down an elevator shaft doesn’t offer a picture of the most stable home situation…”
He straightens up, gently drawing Malcolm to his feet. Adolfo drives them home, to 220 East 72nd, the condo building glittering impressively over the street. The doorman greets them by name, asks after them, shows genuine concern over Malcolm’s apparent injury.
Neal unlocks their front door—top floor penthouse—and draws Malcolm in to a brightly-lit, open space, styled in cheerful colors in a seamless blend of old world designs and modern paintings. A young dog runs over, tail swirling in an enthusiastic wag.
“Yes, hello Sunshine, you can drool on your daddies laps in a minute.”
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Date: 19 Mar 2022 18:59 (UTC)hyperfixationprocess.He will though. Boy will he.
Malcolm will find Neal close at hand in the hospital when he wakes up, looking flustered, wearing a tux in dark jewel tones with a floral design. His bowtie is missing, his collar unbuttoned, and while Dani and JT are next to the bed, Neal is arguing with someone on the phone in the background. "I don't--I know it's not 'usual' for an artist to no-show his own gallery debut, Trudy, I'm not exactly a novice at this. I don't care. You can figure it out. Spin something mysterious and sexy and vague enough to drive people insane, you're good at that. No, you can't tell them--no! I'm hanging up."
He does.
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Date: 19 Mar 2022 19:10 (UTC)“It’s a concussion,” Dani says bluntly.
“The doctor says I’m fine.”
“No, she said it could have been worse,” she corrects.
Malcolm looks at Neal. “You didn’t have to come all the way down here.”
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Date: 19 Mar 2022 19:17 (UTC)He stuffs his phone into his pocket, crossing back to Malcolm's bedside. Dani and JT step back as he moves in, giving each other an amused glance. Neal lifts a hand to Malcolm's cheek, the other going to gently hold the ice pack in place. Or help Malcolm do it. Whatever. "I'd rather be here."
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Date: 19 Mar 2022 19:33 (UTC)“Excuse me,” Malcolm interjects, “but this guy tried to kill me. I’m not going to miss the part where we put the cuffs on him!”
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Date: 19 Mar 2022 19:57 (UTC)“Hold on there, Yoko.” She looks at Malcolm. “You can’t just bring your untrained civilian husband to crime scenes because you have an ouchie.”
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Date: 19 Mar 2022 21:19 (UTC)Malcolm holds up a hand but she ignores it.
“And if you do come with us, you’ll have to ride in the back with the perp.”
That comment does make Malcolm look upset.
“So why don’t you go to your little gala and let us work, okay?”
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Date: 20 Mar 2022 00:49 (UTC)Neal reaches for the bruised spot as if to touch it and stops himself. “Should I call them?”
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Date: 20 Mar 2022 00:57 (UTC)Malcolm looks over quickly and it makes his head swim, but he persists. “No! No, I’m coming.” He looks at Neal. “I’m going to make the arrest.”
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Date: 20 Mar 2022 01:17 (UTC)“He got pushed down an elevator shaft,” Neal says worriedly, wanting them to have the necessary information whether Malcolm plans to share or not.
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Date: 20 Mar 2022 01:21 (UTC)“An elevator shaft? From how high?”
“Only… three or four floors,” Malcolm grudgingly admits.
“Well, my boy, that explains it. You have a concussion,” Martin concludes while Ainsley checks his pupil response.
“Everything seems… wrong,” Malcolm tells them.
“That’s called Jamais Vu,” Martin supplies.
Malcolm looks confused.
“The opposite of Deja Vu,” Ainsley explains. “Where things that are commonplace seem unfamiliar.”
Malcolm looks at Neal for help.
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Date: 20 Mar 2022 01:25 (UTC)He’s clearly not happy making that argument.
That’s when Malcolm’s phone starts to ring.
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Date: 20 Mar 2022 01:29 (UTC)“No, we can’t miss that. We…”
He frowns and pulls out his phone.
Ainsley peeks at the screen. “Claremont? The psychiatric hospital? Who do you know there?”
He rejects the call. “Nobody.” He looks at Neal. “Let’s go home. Please. I just… need some rest. Before tomorrow.”
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Date: 20 Mar 2022 13:22 (UTC)He straightens up, gently drawing Malcolm to his feet. Adolfo drives them home, to 220 East 72nd, the condo building glittering impressively over the street. The doorman greets them by name, asks after them, shows genuine concern over Malcolm’s apparent injury.
Neal unlocks their front door—top floor penthouse—and draws Malcolm in to a brightly-lit, open space, styled in cheerful colors in a seamless blend of old world designs and modern paintings. A young dog runs over, tail swirling in an enthusiastic wag.
“Yes, hello Sunshine, you can drool on your daddies laps in a minute.”
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