MorMor: A sprinkle of Westwood Suits & Sniper Rifles.

I'm not saying I love you...

(HERE'S A CUTE GIF OF ANDREW FOR NO RAISIN^^....I'm eating raisins right now. They're surprisingly good. Anywho enough about raisins, it's story time mother...fluffers.)

Jim's P.O.V:

After a long while of arguing, Eliot finally opened up about everything. He said he didn't mean to hurt anyone and had no idea what his father was doing. Clearly, he loved his older brother and I decided what I was going to do with him. He had no where to go, so with reluctance, I allowed him to stay here in the apartment...At least until Sebastian got back home. Yes, I'd let Sebby decide what to do with him. They are brothers after all...And anyway, Eliot could be useful; he's extremely smart and observant. I could use someone like him on my side of things. Plus I missed not having a pet.

I walked out of my room, once again in Sebastian's clothes and looked around. "Ellllliiiooottt?" I called out in a sing song voice.

"In here!" He called from the living room. I walked in to find him lounging on the couch similar to how Sebby used to and I was struck for a moment at how similar he suddenly looked to his older brother...Maybe letting him burrow Sebastian's clothes wasn't the best idea Jim.

I shook my head, walking over to him and perching on the arm of the sofa. "I found where Sebastian is..." I looked down at him, watching his expression carefully. "Would you like to tag along?"

His eyes lit up and he nodded eagerly. "Yes! Okay! When are we going?"

A small smirk tugged at my lips. "Not now. I have things I have to do..."

He looked disappointed and I rolled my eyes. "But I'll come back for you later tonight." I quickly added. "It will be easier to get to him unnoticed."

Eliot nodded, looking back at the tv. I followed his gaze and realized he was watching the news. Oh God...

"A man presumed to be in early 20's was brought in to St Barts Hospital 5 days ago after gunshots were reported by an anonymous caller."

I glanced over at Eliot who was completely focused on the tv now, frowning and then back to the screen. Sebby.

"Police are not willing to disclose any personal information until the man has recovered but would like to inform the public that they have not yet found any leads. However evidence suggests that at least 3 more people were on the scene at the time of the shooting. Detective Lestrade urges witnesses to come forward in an interview with our very own Journalist Mike, but gave no comment when asked about the 'Private Detective' Sherlock Holmes. More info on this story at 5."

I grabbed the remote and switched it over to another programme. Eliot remained quiet for a moment, deep in thought before turning to me.

"James, are they talking..."

"Yes." I interrupted. 

He nodded and got up. "Plan still on for today?"

"Mhmm." I stood up too, stretching my arms. "Mmm stay here alright? I can't risk having anyone recognising you and we cannot be seen together, understood?"

"Understood."

Our eyes connected for a moment, mutual trust in eachother before I finally turned and left without another word. I knew I could trust him to stay. Our love for Sebastian was a silent promise that we would look out for eachother until he was back here. After that, I'd let Sebastian decide whether he wanted Eliot to stay or not. Although...The kid was kinda growing on me. I shook my head with a small smile. You're going soft Jim.