It was as if she was informed she had just won some big lottery windfall. Kay's eyes lit up and soon Cameron found himself powerless, enveloped in a somewhat smothering hug. She finally pulls herself away. Giving him room to breathe again.
"Cam, I'm so happy for you!"
She grins, brushing back a couple strands of hair that fell over her eyes during the embrace. He smiles and shifts his weight from one foot to the other.
"It's definitely a surprise. My team's already got the down-low on the situation".
He informs her. Kay was about to respond when her cell went off. She turns to him rather sheepish-like and responds.
"Sorry Cam, gotta take this. But we'll catch up soon?"
He smiles and nods. Her returning the expression and bringing her attention to the phone. The illusionist had wrestled on whether to just tell Johnny now, seeing as almost everyone else was disclosed on his condition. He draws out a long sigh. He owed it to his brother at least, after what he'd done for him. It'd be almost disingenuous to have him be the sole one to remain in the dark.
"Mr. Black, ya have ten minutes"
The muscular, Southern nuanced prison guard informs the young man, he hears the montone buzz of the doors as he's escourted inside. Poor Johnny looking like a caged animal, pea-green prison attire, surrounded by reinforced chainlink. Right away he could tell something was off when his brother entered. Cam noticed Jonathan eyeing him almost suspicious-like. With his hands still steepled together. The illusionist chuckles awkwardly and takes a seat across from him.
"Cam, is there- something you aren't telling me?"
His sudden inquiry, coupled with the tone in his voice nearly made Cameron jump from his seat. Contrary to popular belief, it was Johnny that had the keen eye for detail. Both brothers possessed this innate gift, however, it was the currently incarcerated one that seemed to harness the highest degree of this natural ability.
"I'm not sure I follow"
Cam finally answers. His voice bordering on wiseacre. Truth be told, he knew exactly what John's query comprised of. However, he wanted to drag out the clueless card for as long as possible to see if he caught on to what Cameron predicted he did.
"Cam..I've known you, well, my entire life. You didn't think I wouldn't catch on to that?"
The corner of his lip pulls into somewhat of a smirk as he tilts his heads in the direction of his brother's midsection. Was there anything this man wasn't intuitive of?! Cam's facial expression quickly morphed from shocked to fairly amused. He chuckles.
"Gettin' nothing past you, Johnny. Actually it's *why* I'm here- you're gonna be an uncle"
The reaction, however, was anything but what Cameron had predicted nor anticipated. Perhaps he wasn't referring to his stomach. Jonathan just seemed disconnected upon hearing this news. Almost as if he was exasperated that it had seemingly taken precedence over his false incarceration.
"Hmm..I don't think a pregnancy announcement is going to secure my freedom- do you, Cam?"
The illusionist's heart sank. He didn't expect this at all, it was almost as if Johnny had been replaced by an emotionless clone. "I see", Cam muttered, tearing his gaze away from his brother's. This was not the twin he grew up with, shared a stage with. Suddenly, he hears the guard's voice announce from the doorway.
"Time's up, sir"
The brothers exchange quick, narrow-eyed glances. Cameron leaving without a word. Suffice to say the visit did not go as planned, then again he couldn't rag on Johnny too hard. His surroundings were not the greatest to be receiving, well, any news that wasn't directly related to him being released.
He takes a fairly darkened stairwell to leave. Despite the small handful of CCTVs overhead. This still did not quell the the uneasiness felt walking down each step. He was almost towards the exit when he hears a voice from somewhere around the corner.
"You John's brother, right?"
The disembodied voice asks. Cam raises a brow suspiciously, slowly edging his way closer to the corner.
"Yeah"
He calls out in reply somewhat weakly, simply too afraid to have his voice raise any higher. He hears it again, only this time, more unsettling.
"Thought so"
Suddenly, a shadowed figure's fist hooks him on the side of the head. It was lights out, instantly.
