John was on his way out. He'd gotten a call from Chaz about a commotion at a church in Notingham and he wasn't sure his shitty little car would make it, but he wanted to take a peek. Chaz had said it was already sorted.

He'd tucked a silk cut between his lips to light outside and was fumbling with his keys when he saw Danny. He was completely surprised and smiled warmly.

"Danny, mate," he said. And just like that, he thought that maybe the church didn't need him at all today.