The first three months, Whitney had been livid. Here he was, stuck with babysitting a claim he didn't even really want to take in the first place, but had only to get back at Smith - and now Smith wasn't even going to be around. A part of him wanted to unclaim Elijah, but he knew that if he did that, Smith wouldn't forgive him for a long time. So he kept Lijah around, and it proved to be a good thing because after the anger wore off, Whit was mostly lonely. Spending time with Elijah had gotten easier, which was saying a lot because Smith had always been the common thread between them. They weren't as close as they would be with Smith around, but they had formed a bond and that was a good thing.
Whit and Lijah both knew today was the day for Smith's release. They'd practically been counting down the day, though Whit did it inwardly. Lijah did it outloud. Elijah had fallen asleep on the couch, so it was Whitney who rose to his feet when he heard the knock on the door and the turn of the knob. He came out of the study where he'd been reading and down the foyer, and when he saw Smith he leaned against the wall for a moment.
"We were suppose to do this together," he pointed out.
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