Leena's Bed and Breakfast, South Dakota, Thursday

[notmyownage]

"You mean there's actually a whole section devoted to Christmas artifacts?" Joshua asked.

"The Aisle of Noel," Artie confirmed. "It's not as . . . joyous . . . as it might sound."

Claudia burst through the front door ahead of Myka, who'd driven her in from the airport. "Honey! I'm home! Joshua!"

Joshua was nearly all the way to his feet when Claudia smacked into him for her hug. "Woah. Okay," he said. "We won't skip Thanksgiving next year, I promise."

"She uh . . . had a rough time of it," Myka explained.

"We don't really get it," Pete offered.

"Some artifact," said Artie. "She refuses to be debriefed yet."

Claudia pulled back from the hug to give Artie a pointed look. "Hey, I've tried. You're the one who refuses to believe me about the Auditors and the Nothing eating the multiverse."

"That part I get," Artie said. "I'm just still not sure about the gnome."

"Whatever," Claudia said. "Where's my presents?"

[ooc: open for phone calls if anyone feels the need to contact mah girl.]

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[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"Everyone who was missing is back. Mulder's visiting over New Year's. Although the Lone Gunmen now claim to have proof about what happened on the grassy knoll." But that wasn't any guarantee that it was true. "And my mother is trying to fatten me up again."

[notmyownage]

"Tell her I encourage that behavior." Mostly because Claudia was pretty sure it would make Scully roll her eyes.

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

She was dead-on about that, really. The eyeroll might be audible.

"I'm just relieved the world is back and nothing like that alien nightmare I had that one weekend. Is the Warehouse behaving itself?"