The day that they'd been told that Jeff had been found was a stark and sad one for Raylan. There was no world in which he would ever try to keep Athena from the chaotic Californian, or get in the way of the connection and bond that she had with his face twin. Frankly put, Jeff was there first. He had to respect that. So it was bittersweet to hold her while she wept, to assure her that no matter what happened, he would always be waiting in the wings if she needed something.
Even if she was a million worlds away.
And then Raylan had to get on with his life. It was hard, lonely, and he took what solace he could in Loretta and Willa, in trying to help as many people that crossed his path as he could. He thought about Athena and Jeff often, hoping they were someplace good. Someplace safe.
So when Athena's face comes up on his screen looking the way she does, with the APB that comes with it, his heart chills and stomach sinks. Something Happened. Suddenly, none of his other cases mattered. The APB said she was last in Detroit and Raylan could go there, but his gut told him if she was running, she was going to run to a place she thought was safe. Arlo's house. Except it wasn't Arlo's house anymore; Raylan had signed it over to the mountian folk in reperations for everything Arlo had done. He didn't know if anyone was living there or not, but if there was, they needed to be warned. Athena with a bad mood or attitude under her, whatever the cause of that look on her face was, wasn't something to be messed with. He knew that all too well.
He catches the soonest flight he can and flies himself to Lexington where he rents a car and finds himself a motel for the night. The next morning, he stops at the Marshal's office and finds himself in Chief Deputy Rachel's office, smiling crookedly at the well positioned woman. He wanted to let her know that he was here to check in on something. He mentions Athena and Rachel's face softens a little at the mention of the APB.
"You need any help Raylan, you give us a call, okay?" He said he would.
After that, he heads out to Harlan, swearing internally at being made to come back here, half eaten with worry about Athena and half amped up in the concern that he'd find her and god knows what state she'd be in.
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Even if she was a million worlds away.
And then Raylan had to get on with his life. It was hard, lonely, and he took what solace he could in Loretta and Willa, in trying to help as many people that crossed his path as he could. He thought about Athena and Jeff often, hoping they were someplace good. Someplace safe.
So when Athena's face comes up on his screen looking the way she does, with the APB that comes with it, his heart chills and stomach sinks. Something Happened. Suddenly, none of his other cases mattered. The APB said she was last in Detroit and Raylan could go there, but his gut told him if she was running, she was going to run to a place she thought was safe. Arlo's house. Except it wasn't Arlo's house anymore; Raylan had signed it over to the mountian folk in reperations for everything Arlo had done. He didn't know if anyone was living there or not, but if there was, they needed to be warned. Athena with a bad mood or attitude under her, whatever the cause of that look on her face was, wasn't something to be messed with. He knew that all too well.
He catches the soonest flight he can and flies himself to Lexington where he rents a car and finds himself a motel for the night. The next morning, he stops at the Marshal's office and finds himself in Chief Deputy Rachel's office, smiling crookedly at the well positioned woman. He wanted to let her know that he was here to check in on something. He mentions Athena and Rachel's face softens a little at the mention of the APB.
"You need any help Raylan, you give us a call, okay?" He said he would.
After that, he heads out to Harlan, swearing internally at being made to come back here, half eaten with worry about Athena and half amped up in the concern that he'd find her and god knows what state she'd be in.