Hyperion Lobby, Saturday Evening

[fh_jackass]

Logan sat on the top of the red lounger in the lobby, feet resting on the seat. He wore his usual jeans, flannel and t-shirt, but a gun holster was strapped on under his flannel, complete with gun. His hands were clasped together and he fidgeted impatiently as he waited for the portal.

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If you thought the idea of travel-between-dimensions-by-portal was the cause of the whiteness of Xander's face and knuckles, you would not be wrong. When he and Bridge appeared in the Hyperion lobby, he took a step and had to steady himself against a wave of vertigo.

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"You okay?" Bridge asks worriedly. He's not a big fan of portals, despite the fact that *he's* never had difficulties when travelling through them. Wormholes are more his method of travel. The difference is a subtle one, but it's there.

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"Just been a while," Xander answered, blinking and looking around.

[fh_jackass]

Logan slid off the lounger and stood up. "Hey," he said to the guys. "Welcome to L.A. Want anything to drink?"

[needsaparrot]

"I think if I drank anything right now I'd be decorating your floor with it in about ten seconds," Xander said, turning to look at him.

[fh_jackass]

"Want some water -" Logan stopped, and looked at Xander. "What happened to you?" he asked.

[needsaparrot]

"About seven years. Or a thumb, depending which you're asking about." Xander nodded. "Water would be good, thanks." Then he added, "Not mine."

[fh_jackass]

"Seriously?" Logan blinked, then shook his head. "And you guys complain about me not calling." He went into the office to get water.

[needsaparrot]

"I tried," Xander said, sounding more relaxed than he was on that subject. Also no, he hadn't actually tried calling Angel, but he suspected nobody here'd been waiting up for that one. "Apparently I was out of roaming area."

[fh_jackass]

Logan handed him a bottle of water and some crackers and held out a bottle to Bridge. "So, what, you went back for the weekend and the portal did something wacky?" He avoided looking directly at Xander's eyepatch.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Bridge says, taking it. And winces almost imperceptibly at the portal comment.

[needsaparrot]

"Substitute 'college' for 'weekend' and you've got the basic idea, yeah." Xander accepted his water gratefully, taking a drink, then had a thought. About the last time he'd come through a portal.

He pulled out his phone and punched in a number. The sound of Parker's voice filled his ear, and that did as much as the water to calm the queasiness in his stomach. "Hey, it's Xander. Just wanted to che-- let you know we made it to LA OK. Talk to you later."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You got through?" Bridge asks. Not that he'd been the teeniest, tiniest bit worried, despite the fact that *he* had been here and back to Fandom just fine three weeks ago.

[needsaparrot]

"Voicemail." Xander took another sip of water, then capped it. "But I didn't used to get that, just an error message."

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"Good," Bridge says. "That's... good."

[fh_jackass]

Logan gave them a moment, then, "The hospital called," he said "Cal ran away."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Damn it," Bridge mutters. "Come on," he says to Xander, starting towards the door of the hotel. "Let's go."

[needsaparrot]

"We might want to wait long enough to get the address," Xander told him, putting a hand on his arm.

[fh_jackass]

Logan got a notebook from the reception desk and tore out a sheet. "Here's the hospital address," he said, handing the sheet to Xander. "Don't know where she's gone now, but she didn't have any money on her, so she's probably not far."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oh," Bridge says sheepishly. "That... helps, yes." Honestly, having the address hadn't even occurred to him. He'd just planned on finding Cal the usual way.

[fh_jackass]

"You guys can crash here tonight, but if you find Cal, she can't stay here." Logan handed Bridge a room key. "You can take her back to the hospital, though."

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"I don't think her being here would be good for anybody," Xander said, turning to Logan. And getting a good non-queasy look at the way he was dressed, this time. Specifically the bulge at the shoulder.

"I'd ask if you were just happy to see us, but it's the wrong kind of holster. "

[fh_jackass]

Logan glanced down. "Yeah, well, she might try to finish the job."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge bites back a very... un-Bridge-like... reply to that. "She's not coming back here," is all he says instead.

[fh_jackass]

Logan nodded. "Good luck," he said.