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The next morning I got started on finishing the paint. I'd gotten up around six, figured I'd get a few hours in before we headed out to the site. I really wanted to get it done since I was so close to finished. Around eight or so I turned off the spray gun, pulled off my mask and took a step back to get a good view of what I'd done. "Damn I'm good." I say that a lot when I work on cars, because it's the truth. I set the mask on the counter, washed my hands and went inside. Coyote was sitting at her desk working on an engineering gig. She'd must have hit hyperfocus mode because she didn't look up when I walked in and tried to get her attention. "Hey, she's pretty much done." She didn't even move. Usually when she's like this I leave her alone but I was pretty amped up about how good the car looked so I put my hand on her shoulder and she about jumped out of the chair.

"What the! Oh..hey."

"You okay there darlin'. Didn't expect you to jump that high."

"Yeah, just caught me off guard. What's up?"

"She's pretty much done. I'm starving."

"Really? Sweet!" She headed out to the garage while I dug in the fridge for some food. I was taking the first bite of a sandwich when she popped back in.

"Damn, you're good."

"I said the same thing a few minutes ago."

She chuckled and shot me an odd look. "She looks even better than last night. Why don't you stay and finish her? I can handle telling Gerald where to put stuff and we have enough people this time to get done what we need to today."

"It would be nice to check this off the list. Thanks."

"No problem, just seems silly when you're so close to take off and do something else."

She grabbed another cup of coffee and settled back in her chair. I'd been mulling something over for the last day or two and this seemed as good as time as any to bring it up. "I know it's kind of short notice but would you be cool with having some people over when Sam's here?" Coyote and I are both kind of territorial about our place. Sam's family and Roy had pretty much become a second brother but what I was planning would be a bit different. There's no hotels near the Reservation so anyone who came over for an extended stay would need a place to crash.

One of her eyebrows went up, "You're really going all out on this aren't you?"

"Yeah, if you're all right with it. It'd probably just be for two days."

"Oliver's crew?"

"That's the plan."

"Sure, it'll be nice to see Felicity again."

We'd road tripped out to Starling once. My descriptions of the Lake House had intrigued her so for her birthday I took her out there and we hung out for a week. She met everyone and we all got along well enough. Her and Felicity bonded pretty fast which had kind of surprised me. The two of them still texted or chatted online at least once a week.

"Thanks."

"Guess it's a good thing we built that spare room."

"Told you it'd come in handy." The third time Sam had stayed for a week he and I came to the conclusion that it was kind of ridiculous for him to sleep on the couch all the time. We both respected Coyote's need to have the second bedroom as her Sacred Space so the next time he came out the three of us and a few neighbors added on another room. It had a king size bed, a pullout couch, a desk, minifridge, a bathroom and seperate entrance in case he ever rolled up super late or early. It'd make things a little less cramped if the entire group showed up.

"You find out how many of them are coming then we'll hit the store tomorrow to stock up " she said, "We'll need enough food to feed a small army, not to mention the alcohol requirements."

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