Ted spends the next day trying to focus on just... living a normal life. Start the road towards getting back to work, and not worry about Turner or Moriarty or any of it. He's been all the help he can be.
He goes to work - not to actually work, but to say hi to Rebecca and the team, and to watch them practice. He hasn't made her biscuits, but he promises that he will, definitely by the time he returns to work. Everyone's just a little bit weird around him, not necessarily in a bad way, but definitely weird. But also very supportive. He realizes how much he's missed them in the week he's been gone.
He doesn't see Joan's text until he gets back home later in the day. He tells her to text him if she needs anything. When she doesn't, he assumes she's busy working. So him and Beard go out to the pub. Everyone is very supportive there too. Even Baz.
It's a good day. As good as can be at least, given the circumstances. He gives Joan a goodnight text, and tries not to worry too much when he doesn't hear back. After a moderate amount of drinking at the pub, he passes out easy.
The next day he takes it a bit easier. He knows he shouldn't be running around while he's still healing. He just spends his time reading, which is an effective way of occupying his brain.
It's early afternoon on Wednesday when the doorbell rings. Ted isn't expecting anyone, and it takes him a little while to actually get to the door in his current state. No one is there when he gets there, but there is an envelope.
His first reaction to the contents is confusion. Why on earth did someone deliver him a photo of Rupert? And then he reads the note, and his heart speeds up.
He practically runs up the stairs, as much as he's capable of running. And he immediately calls Joan. Heck, if she doesn't answer on the special phone, he has every intention of calling on the regular phone, secrecy be damned. Secrecy is probably out the window now anyway.
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He goes to work - not to actually work, but to say hi to Rebecca and the team, and to watch them practice. He hasn't made her biscuits, but he promises that he will, definitely by the time he returns to work. Everyone's just a little bit weird around him, not necessarily in a bad way, but definitely weird. But also very supportive. He realizes how much he's missed them in the week he's been gone.
He doesn't see Joan's text until he gets back home later in the day. He tells her to text him if she needs anything. When she doesn't, he assumes she's busy working. So him and Beard go out to the pub. Everyone is very supportive there too. Even Baz.
It's a good day. As good as can be at least, given the circumstances. He gives Joan a goodnight text, and tries not to worry too much when he doesn't hear back. After a moderate amount of drinking at the pub, he passes out easy.
The next day he takes it a bit easier. He knows he shouldn't be running around while he's still healing. He just spends his time reading, which is an effective way of occupying his brain.
It's early afternoon on Wednesday when the doorbell rings. Ted isn't expecting anyone, and it takes him a little while to actually get to the door in his current state. No one is there when he gets there, but there is an envelope.
His first reaction to the contents is confusion. Why on earth did someone deliver him a photo of Rupert? And then he reads the note, and his heart speeds up.
He practically runs up the stairs, as much as he's capable of running. And he immediately calls Joan. Heck, if she doesn't answer on the special phone, he has every intention of calling on the regular phone, secrecy be damned. Secrecy is probably out the window now anyway.