The last few days had been rough for the whole team. Him getting kidnapped by The Faction, and learning that it was Hall's team that had betrayed them was a hard pill to swallow.

-Regrets collect like old friends. Here to relive your darkest moments. I can see no way, I can see no way

Trevor freezing up again in the middle of the fight, and finally learning what was going on with him. Philip had been terrified that they would lose their engineer, the one alternate timeline that showed Trevor being shot at point blank range was horrifying. Luckily, Trevor had finally relented and let them help him with his problem.

-And all of the ghouls come out to play, And every demon wants his pound of flesh

Dropping into his seat across from Poppy's tank, he thought about witnessing another Historian not be able to withstand the latest update and die in the middle of it. He didn't know which was sadder, the fact that it happened every session, or the fact that he'd somewhat gotten used to seeing it happen.

- I like to keep my issues drawn, It's always darkest before the dawn

He turned up the volume on his Ipod and began singing along softly as he fed Poppy.

"And I've been a fool and I've been blind, I can never leave the past behind. I can see no way, I can see no way, I'm always dragging that horse around."

His neck still throbbed where they cut out his comms, but he didn't want to take any of the medication that Marcy had left behind for him. That was also the reason he had stopped taking the pills that kept the timelines straight. He didn't want to get hooked on anything and start on that downward spiral again.

"I like to keep my issues drawn, But it's always darkest before the dawn"

There was no one else in the garage at this time. Trevor was off somewhere with Grace, while Marcy, Carly, and Mac had all gone back to their homes, so Philip felt no hesitation in singing louder with the chorus of the song:

Shake it out, shake it out,
shake it out, shake it out, ooh woaaah
Shake it out, shake it out,
shake it out, shake it out, ooh woaaaah And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh woah"

His personal taste in music didn't really mesh with his host, but he'd found that he liked the mellow sound of Florence + The Machine. Often when he was alone, he would sing to himself to keep him calm while he perused the back channels or took care of Poppy's tank. There were times, like now, where he had the urge to sing out loud and he readily indulged himself. He hadn't done it since he'd sung to try and distract Carly from killing her hosts' boyfriend.

And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back
And given half the chance would I take any of it back
It's a fine romance but it's left me so undone
It's always darkest before the dawn

Thinking of Carly made him think back to the updates he'd received. The fact that he could now see multiple timelines caused him no small amount of grief. The fact that a suspicious amount of his alternate timelines involved the fate of that particular team member didn't go unnoticed by him. He knew that she'd had a thing with Mac in the future, and for a while they had tried to keep it going here in the 21st, but it was different seeing someone while in training, as opposed to an actual team member.

He wasn't even sure if he was truly interested, or if he was just curious because he saw it happen in another time line and was intrigued as to how they ended up in bed after going for coffee. Sure, she was beautiful, and even though she tried to hide it, her heart was big. It was also currently broken due to having to give her child away, and he didn't want to be another thing for her to deal with.

"And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't, So here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my road"

He continued to sing as he tidied up around his work station, Poppy seemed to be into him singing. The turtled turned to watch him as moved around. He was so distracted by his duties that he didn't even notice that he was no longer alone until the door slammed.

Heart in this throat, he spun around to find Carly standing behind him, a surprised smile on her face. He watched in embarrassment as she walked over to the couch and retrieved her phone.

"Left my phone." She held up the device needlessly.

"Okay." Philip nodded, not meeting her eyes, hoping she would leave right away and not mention his singing. He blinked, and the timeline split. One Carly was standing there clapping, another was waving goodbye as she was walking out the door, and the last one was striding in his direction hands reaching out for him.

"-more often." Carly had been speaking to him while he was following the alternate timelines. "I'm sorry, what?"

She gave him a sympathetic smile, "I said, you should sing more often. You have a nice voice. Very soothing." She smiled deprecatingly, "I should know."

"Thanks. Did you want me to add it to your playlist?" He offered. She nodded and handed him her phone. While he uploaded it, she peeked in on Poppy. "Have you ever thought about getting another turtle? You know, just to keep Poppy company for all the hours we're gone."

"I've thought about it, but I think I'll wait a little to see how things progress. No use in getting either of our hopes up." He holds out Carly's phone. "Here you go." She beamed at him, "Thanks Philip."

He waited until he was sure she was gone before resuming his singing,

"And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope,

It's a shot in the dark and right at my throat"