Dated December 30th

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Lex rubbed his hand together, from cold not from excitement, as he walked towards the yurt of Jack Harkness. The agreed upon date was today, since Lex needed it for his plans the next night, and the Frenchman's watch was safely in his pocket as payment. Everything was going perfectly to plan and Lex didn't even try to keep a small smile off his face.

As he neared the yurt, he called out, "Mr Harkness. I do hope your home." Just before reaching the door, He reached up and adjusted the hat on his head. He hated the damn thing, but he'd promised Anatoly. Not to mention getting sick was worse then he remembered.

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Jack answered the door, stooped at the waist to lift Dulcita to his chest before the kitten could dart out into the snow. "Lex!" he said warmly as he stepped back to make room, "come in. Get out of the cold."