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girlfriend you turned out to be,” he teased, dropping a last wink before heading to the door.
    “Funny,” I called after him, laughing when I saw Daphne’s expression.
    “Am I missing something?”
    “It’s nothing, I’ll tell you later,” I assured her.  “But you guys did miss the meeting.  Not that we set a time or anything.” 
    “What did we miss besides donuts?” Sam asked forlornly, taking a seat on the couch.  Daphne immediately settled beside him like they were joined at the hip.  It was like they didn’t do anything independently anymore.  I knew I was apart from Adam more than I wanted to be, but even if he was there, I didn’t think I’d be so glued to his side.  Neither one of them seemed to notice though.    
    I gave them a brief rundown of the prophecy as best I could remember it, and Raziel’s departure to go find the prophet.  I sorta glossed over the witch angle and said the guys were trying to find something on an alternate way in to Midian.
    “That is a good idea,” Sam nodded approvingly.  “I do seem to recall something to the effect of there being other ways in to Midian, I should check my scriptures to see if I can find a back door,” he volunteered.
    “That would be great, thanks,” I smiled.  “But um, I was thinking that maybe you could do something else for me tonight?”
    “Name it.”
    “I had another visit from the police today about Ben, and it definitely wasn’t a friendly, we’re checking out all leads kind of visit.  They definitely think I’m involved in Ben’s disappearance.”  At least Detective Santiago did. 
    “How can I help with that?”
    “I thought you might be able to help me break into Ben’s townhouse after work tonight.”
    “You wish me to be your lookout?”  He actually sounded a little excited at the prospect, to my surprise. 
    “No, I need your help breaking in.  I don’t have my key to his place anymore and you were always so good at getting in there.”
    “That’s because I came in through the bedroom window on the top floor.  I can only get in if it’s still unlocked.”
    “Can you help me check it then?  All you have to do is let me in and I can take care of the rest.”
    “Why do you want to break into Ben’s place?” Daphne asked. 
    “I thought maybe I could send some emails from his laptop to throw the cops off track.  Make it seem like he’s out there somewhere, alive and well.  What do you guys think?”
    “Won’t the police figure out the emails came from his laptop at the house?” Daphne frowned, and I had to admit, she had a good point.
    “Maybe, but they won’t know it’s not him who sent them.  I figure they’re not watching his house 24/7, how would they know if Ben came back or not?”
    “I don’t know, Mercy.  It sounds kind of risky.” Daphne shook her head, blonde curls dancing.
    “No one will see either one of us, I can make myself imperceptible coming in and out.  Do you have a better idea?  None of us knows how to fake his handwriting, so we can’t send any letters from him, and Sam doesn’t look a thing like him so he can’t go check into a motel in Denver or something, pretending to be him.  Email is the only way to perpetuate the idea that he’s still alive out there somewhere.”
    “I think it’s a fine idea,” Sam agreed instantly, and I had to admit, I didn’t think he’d latch onto breaking and entering so easily.  But come to think of it, that was his normal modus operandi, wasn’t it?  He’d let himself into lots of people’s houses without thinking twice about it. 
    “I’ll meet you at Ben’s place after work, say around two-thirty?”
    “It’s a date,” he smiled, his face clouding with a worried glance to Daphne.  “No, not a date, an agreed upon meeting at a pre-arranged time.”
    “Mercy can’t date you, she’s already in love with Adam, and apparently seeing Parker too…” Daphne raised a brow at me, and I think she might