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"You got everything on you?" Robby was asked as he threw his leg across the motorcycle. He looked at Abbot's arms more than his face that he knew had some kind of disappointment written on it. His bag was on his shoulders tight, the back of it hitting the helmet that was firm everywhere he turned.

The ride to Alberta was still on his mind. He was still making the ride over and he was sure that he had everything that he needed on him. He didn't want to turn back, not after this. He needed to be far away with everything mostly fixable to stand until he comes back.

So he gives Jack a thumbs up, his words not really needed. He was ready to go.

Jack's arms and chest rise up and then fall with his sigh. Robby didn't have to imagine the up and down look he know he was receiving. Because despite any other words that might be thrown his way, Jack's actions always spoke for him. His shoes dragged the concrete as he took two steps towards the bike.

"Alright then," Abbott said, his tone more final than his stance, "take some pictures for me?" His mind was already stealing the way Jack's feet was not still at all, ready to play it when he's on the road rethinking about things he could have done better.

Robby just clicked his teeth together as he reaches into his side pocket, ready to pull out the phone he was using for most of the trip when it near any towers. Except his fingers only grabbed onto some fuzzy bits. He frowned and pulled whatever it was out from his pockets.

Lint greeted him and with the realization that his phone was right behind Jack , back into the Pitt that was supposed to be an afterthought for three months. His own shoulders rose up with all of the tension and stress from today as he lets out a low "fuck".

Robby leans his head back, the night sky above with an occasional color bursting through.

"Baby Jane has my phone." And his last chance to escape clean. His eyes looks towards Jack, finally brave enough to see how his head was tilted sideways.

Right. The helmet Robby was wearing was pulled off and he repeats himself. Jack was more still then, giving him a short nod before turning his heels around towards the double doors of the hospital.

He was more careful to take his leg off of the bike this time. Despite wanting to run the other direction, he pushed on.

Jane was still fast asleep, not even noticing that the phone was nowhere near her anymore. They were back outside within minutes.

"Now, do you have everything?" Jack asked again.

His bag felt heavy enough and now, the phone was sticking near his thigh. Still, Robby didn't throw his body onto the bike just yet. Instead, he grabbed at the other man until something clicked enough to be pulled into a hug.

"I'll come back." He believed that today. "I'll take as many pictures as you need me to."