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Fraser was beginning to enjoy the sounds of bulldozers in the morning. It wasn't the quiet of Canada but there was something...enjoyable about heavy machinery. He really couldn't explain it. The hard hats (pink and yellow) are gleaming in the sun and, oddly enough, the pink hard hat might have Conner's name on it. No idea how that got there. There are also tool belts for the students to wear.

"Good morning," Fraser greeted. "Everything is proceeding along schedule and I'm proud to say that you've all done excellent work since we started. I thank you for devoting your time and energy to this reconstruction effort."

He paused as bulldozer roared behind him. Fraser waved at the driver, having gotten to know him since the start of the project.

"Let's keep up the work today," he said, "and if you have any questions, please don't hesitate to come find me. If I'm currently fighting with a married man when you come find me, feel free to yell at him to get off of me." A pause. "Not dirty," he added.

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"Hey." Anders reached out and put a finger under her chin gently in an attempt to turn her face toward him. "I miss it too, believe me. But mostly I care about you getting healed up. We'll . . . find ways. Figure something out. We will, okay?"

"I guess," she mumbled.

"Aw, no. Don't look all sad, please?" he asked, kissing her softly. "Anything I can do to cheer you up?"

Phoebe leaned against him, but she still looked sad, and like she was thinking deeply about something. "YOu're here and so is he, so I'm not sad."

"And yet there's this whole lack of smiling that has me worried," Anders replied, looking at her thoughtfully.

"Just thinking about some things is all," she said quietly.

Anders nodded. He wasn't going to push; instead, he hugged her again and rested his forehead against hers for a moment as he said, "You know you can talk to me about it whenever you're ready, right?"

Phoebe nodded against him. "I know, sweetie, and I appreciate that."

Guilt and the empath were becoming good friends.

It was probably a good thing Anders didn't realize this, since he and guilt tended to be drinking buddies on frequent enough occasions as it was.

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