Scraps? I’m really freaking out right now..

Baron looked at Douglas asleep in the bed next to him.   "God your a drug" He muttered slipping out of the bed.  He walked out to his fridge smiling when he saw that he had a bottle of honey Jack Daniels felt.  Setting it on the table he grabbed a shot glass then looked at his still luggage still unpacked,  then back at his bedroom.  Taking a deep breath he got up and walked over to his Bags reaching in.  He pulled out his "gift' to Douglas i meant something to him he knew likely it wouldn't to Douglas.

 Placing the chain around his he locked the padlock and held the key on the chain in front of him.  He walked back into the bed room watching Douglas,  He was sure he never saw him so calm, he gave a small smile before he bent over kissing his forehead.  He placed one more key on the chain before putting it on his neck walking away.  

"Shit, I cant have them both."  Baron said looking at the bottle in front of him.  He poured some in to the shot glass then just set it aside opting to drink straight from the bottle.   3/4s of the way though the bottle Baron remembered what Oz had said to him.  He dialed Conner's number and half way decided it was best to make the call out side in the hall.  In the process the now drunk baron tripped over his coffee table.  Looking back in on Douglas he smiled walking out.  

hanging up he dropped the phone on the floor as he sat in the hall thinking of his first day back.  Scraps being back complicated things he knew what he wanted or he thought he did then Scraps was there. And of course he opened his damn mouth.  Grabbing his phone a gain he sent a voice message.  

Baron walked in to his apartment with a smirk.  It felt like he was awake after a very long nap.  Bandit ran up to him but stopped half way across the room.  He let out a laugh as she slowly approached him.

"You really can tell animal instincts are real"  He smiled walking up to her.  he bent down scooping her up.  "Don't worry girl I still love you to say the least"  he scratched her head and smiled as she moved on to his shoulder.   "The rest maybe a different story"  He began to look at his apartment it had become a mess since he "fell" apart He even knew when it happened.  When he first lost oz.  Something in him broke when he lost her the first time.  He had become afraid of being who he was.  Of being someone that told people how he felt.  and at the core of his breaking was his anger.  His emotions in a sense broke.  

Sitting on the Couch he shook his head as Bandit moved down next to him on the couch. "Hmm maybe we are very much alike than I knew"  Her attitude seemed to match his as he sat down playing with the very blade he had thrown at Bruce earlier.   hearing a knock on the door he stood and looked out the peep whole.  

"Fuck" baron muttered to himself opening the door leaning against the frame.

Will all need to bury me in the next two weeks.  CAUSE I WILL HAVE 8 OF THESE THEN.... AND I WILL DIE OF CUTENESS