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"Gone fishing."

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[Good Lord. Will stares at Saul a few moments, fighting off what feels close to exasperation, and then he nods with a sigh. It's sensible, really. April's magic gets to the happy end quicker than a hospital anyway, and he's definitely learned from their last experience. Don't text her with vague mentions of meeting him in the master bedroom and talk it out afterward.]

All right, all right, we'll just do what we did a couple weeks ago. [That's the end of it, in Will's mind. He leans forward to tug Saul up and out by his shoulders. He will carry him out of the house on a shadow stag if he damn well has to.] But this is the last time for, at least, winter. Got it? April won't be so merciful if it becomes a habit.

[How to know Saul and Will had a secret date: Saul comes home fucked up and in need of healing magic. Some secret.]

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[Somewhere, where Saul is more conscious and less sick, he's shouldering a great deal of guilt over all this. He doesn't want to inconvenience Will and April again, but the sooner he gets better, the sooner he can bail. And that's better for the both of them and everyone else involved in this mess, isn't it? If Saul removes himself from the situation, even temporarily, maybe the others will be in less danger.

Maybe Walt will realize Saul didn't die and follow his trail instead of going after anyone else.

It makes sense, to this hypothetical Saul-who-isn't-the-Saul-Will-is-carrying. As far as that Saul is concerned? Nothing is happening, and everything is happening. He's never felt like this before — not when he was drunk off his ass, not when he was stoned, not when he did a drug whose name he never even learned. This is awful, and he wants to tell Will that this will be the last time, he swears, but he can't find the words.]

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[And so the process shall repeat. Will might be on the short side, but he's never been physically weak, and working out with Jeff has only helped arm him (get it) for more. But he does use the stag, of course, they're working under a time limit. After April works her magic, if Saul needs time to get back to himself, well. He's got the attic. Or the living room, really, wherever he wants to crash. There's always coffee in the kitchen. If he's truly intent to get the hell out of Dodge, nobody's going to push him to stay. All he needs to do is flag down a raccoon or occupant to lock the door behind him.

A few days after this happens, though, Saul gets a belated Christmas card in the mail from the house, featuring a comic about Santa's reindeer crashing in the attic instead of landing on the roof due to wacky comical reindeer alcoholic games. They're hilarious.]

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[Saul needs a few hours, tops, before he's able to make his way out of their house. He still feels like shit when he leaves, but at least he knows he's not dying. And at least he knows he can go somewhere, anywhere, away from this whole mess.

Like Scotland.

When he gets the card, he'll laugh, and then he'll feel guilty, and he'll make a mental note to himself to give them a ton of booze or money or something nice and useful when this is all over.]