JC left Peter and the house a few of the Twelve shared together half an hour later, after the email had been sent. He wasn't feeling that great in all honesty, his head was still exploding, but what could he do? Judas had rejected him, though that in itself didn't hurt as badly as their fight had.

The dim cacophony of cursing in his head led JC back to his own bed. He would not be at the garage that day.

And that was why Simon made his way over to a troubled looking Peter just before lunch. All of his dates had been bought and so had two of Peter's but that wasn't what made him curious for some information.

"You look glum." Judas was insufferable. JC wasn't there. "Mom and dad fighting? What about?"