It was a week after the business with Kirby, Tom and Hal was watching Antique Roadshow, guessing the prices of the items.
"Two thousand." Hal guessed.
"Nah, I saw one of those on last week, it went for no more than five hundred." Tom replied.
Annie sat down between them. "Eve is down or the night now, boys. I am calling a house meeting." She grabbed the remote and turned the TV off. Tom groaned "I was gonna get tha' right!"
"Eve's infection is finally cleared up but we can't let something like this happen again! Next time the GP might not have an heart attack and the social worker might not get murdered! We need to sort it out. We need her registered at the GP properly!"
"Annie, we aren't the parents. We don't have the paperwork." Hal calmly pointed out.
"When I was out with Eve today, I popped into Barry's Register office and got it. I also got the adoption forms as well." Annie smiled smugly at her preplanning. She pulled them out from an 1980's yellowpages, long dumped down the side of the sofa.
"Annie, we are dead and Tom most likely is without any form of identification on him." Hal reasoned.
"Identification? You mean like ID? I have a birth certiffy thing. McNair made one for me, made me learn how to as well. Dead boring and fiddly but I got the hang of it. Well we did work in places and they went all crazy if you didn't have those sorts of things." Tom rambled.
"Tom, could you make one up for Hal?" Annie asked, grinning.
"Yeah, but I don't see why? Why would he need one?" Tom asked, looking confused.
Hal began to protest " I am not, I repeat not doing it!"
Annie turned to Hal frowning and opened her mouth to retort but Tom beat her to it " Do wha?"
Hal threw an annoyed look at Annie before replying. "She wants you to make me a certificate so I can adopt Eve, with you as my partner." Hal practically spat out the last words.
"Hal, we need to protect Eve. We can't do that if she is sent into care, can we? Besides I already filled in George's half and back dated it." There was a little hitch in her voice as she said George's name.
"Fine." Hal muttered looking away. "How did you get George's signature anyways?"
"I copied it. Back in Bristol sometimes I needed to go shopping for the house, and it was just easier than to ask for the money." Annie answered, her voice faded a bit and her eyes reddened slightly.
Hal was thankful when Tom pulled on his arm, despite 500 years, Hal never could deal with crying women. Tom led him out the room giving Annie sometime alone.
