Despite the scotch and real need for sleep, Lex barely caught a few minutes here and there. His head was throbbing, as was his back oddly, but he'd refused to move and disturb Anatoly. That had been the one good thing about the whole night, sleeping in the comfort of the Russian's arms gave him some strength, though he didn't know if it would be enough.
That morning had been rough. From hiding how absolutely tired he was from Anatoly to forgetting where Aeneas was, Lex wasn't sure he was ready to face his father again. But, it had to be done and with Anatoly at his side, he made his way to the compound. He should have insisted he do this alone, to protect Anatoly from his father...but Lex honestly didn't think he had the strength.
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Date: Jan. 31st, 2010 10:27 pm (UTC)That morning had been rough. From hiding how absolutely tired he was from Anatoly to forgetting where Aeneas was, Lex wasn't sure he was ready to face his father again. But, it had to be done and with Anatoly at his side, he made his way to the compound. He should have insisted he do this alone, to protect Anatoly from his father...but Lex honestly didn't think he had the strength.