Heart In a Knot - PREQUEL for Stark

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As far as Arthur saw it, being home for two weeks was a week too long. He had caught up with the friends and family members he cared to see and catch up with. He ran. He slept. But now, that itch was creeping up again - wanting to get out and do something, travel somewhere.

It was with a grain of hope that Arthur picked up the phone when Mal called. He hoped she would have a job or have heard something. Besides, it was wonderful talking to her, as always. "Good evening, Mal," he smiled, looking in the fridge for something before taking out a bottle of water.

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[starknaked]

Settled on the deck, looking out to where Pippa played in the yard, Mal smiled when she heard his voice. There were those in the business, and then there were those she saw as hers. Dominick. Arthur. Even that new rapscallion Eames. They weren't merely those in the business but delights.

"Is it evening where you are," she asked in that softly accented voice, something she had never lost in all her travels.