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Giles/Ethan Drabbles, 2004-present

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They'd got away with it.

It had helped that Randall's body had... dissolved... like that, no body to hide. While Deirdre sobbed and Thomas was sick, he and Ripper and Philip had cleared everything away, and it was all over and done. Not that he was glad it had happened, but, well, Randall had been sloppy, and that wasn't Ethan's fault - or his problem, either.

"We'll get it right next time," he said, as Ripper lay down next to him.

"There won't be a next time," Ripper snapped, and when Ethan leaned in to kiss him, he shoved him away.