Haha, FanaticomaticSuperTokienLover, sorry about the end of the last chapter. ;-) But it's just not Ezekiel's style to listen to anyone, at least not yet... There will be something about that later on. I have big, bad plans that are gonna be shocking and probably make all of you awesome readers very upset.

Thanks to all readers and to all reviewers, I'm trying to keep updating but I'm writing very slowly lately. I'm hoping not to leave anyone hanging, so I'm doing my best to keep forging on.

Thanks to alls ya'lls! (I love saying that. It just gives me great joy. Seriously, it's fun to say.)

Jenkins was tired of tending to this bumbling band of baboons, he was even less enthusiastic about it when it was twelve in the morning, and even less so when he discovered just how many pills had been ingested by the imbecile thief. Didn't Jones know how to read? He had taken nearly an entire bottle's worth!

"How is he, Jenkins?" Stone asked in a low tone; Eve was off to the side talking to Flynn on the phone in hushed tones, Jenkins had smartly sent the anxious Cassandra away to get something for him. Jenkins huffed angrily,

"He'll survive. The moronic boy overdosed on pain killers. He took the entire bottle. I don't know if it was a foolish suicide attempt or if he's so idiotic he thinks he's immortal and didn't read the label. I suppose I will have to question him on his choices. I have no idea if he would be inclined to attempt to kill himself, as he is overly enthusiastic usually. He may just have been foolish and taken too many, or his enthusiasm is a very strong mask…" Stone and Jenkins both glanced down at Ezekiel as Jenkins trailed off.

"I'll ask him about it when he wakes up. Don't worry about it, Jenkins." Jenkins nodded slowly, seeming to like that idea better,

"Yes, that sounds better; He's more likely to talk to you, I think. He does not trust me." Jenkins nodded once more and started to walk away,

"Jenkins," Stone called after him, "Can we keep the details between the two of us?" Jenkins paused, and then bowed his head slightly to show his agreement.

"Exercise caution, Mr. Stone. If he is so secretive that he can hide his emotions, there's no telling what else he may be hiding." Stone grunted in response, knowing Jenkins was right, and not liking it one bit.

Jenkins left, intercepting Cassandra on the way out, sending her on another unnecessary errand. Stone collapsed into a nearby chair, staring at Jones lying on the bed.

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