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Celebration
The smoke detector is going off when he comes in the door, "Spinelli," he yells, panicked beyond reason. "Where are you?" He is coughing and choking in the smoke filled penthouse as he makes his way toward the source which appears to be the kitchen.
"Stone Cold," relief fills him as he vaguely makes out the familiar form of the hacker coming toward him. "The Jackal has failed once again," his voice is thick with inhaled smoke.
Impatiently, Jason grabs him and drags him toward the door, desperate to get him out into the relatively clearer air of the foyer. "What on earth were you doing?" He asks, anger succeeding the fear as he realizes how he had almost lost everything that matters.
"Cooking," is the miserable, mumbled reply from the boy bending over and grasping his knees as he tries to breathe normally. "I wanted to do something special…for our anniversary."
"You," Jason whispers fiercely into the smoke laden hair as he hugs him tightly, "You are all I want for our anniversary."