Doorways and Returns

[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

[[After this: Part Four - Grey Skies Ending - In which they .
find a way back home.]]


The door to the bar crashes open, and a huge green figure appears, carrying a small redheaded woman on top of a pile of bags and luggage. He is breathing heavily and has signs of several wounds along his form to show he has been through a battle recently. His clothing is utterly in tatters now.

Molly had left Milliways with Bruce Banner several days ago, but is now returning with the Hulk. She is beaten, bruised and nearly broken, and now she is shaking violently at the sight of a place she had thought she'd never see again.

"Please put me down," she tells the Hulk, and gasps and hisses as she hits the floor unceremoniously along with several bags that he's been holding. He looks at her and his eyes are a dull pained green.

"Hulk not like fighting. Hulk sorry nice redhead woman hurt. Hulk go away now."

As soon as his eyes lift from hers the kindness is gone and he growls with barely suppressed rage, simply leaving her there in a heap on the floor, crashing out the back door and disappearing from sight.

Molly can't do anything for the moment but stare off in shock, trembling. Then in a quiet voice, she simply says:

"I'm going to need some help."

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[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

Molly doesn't know if she'll ever be able to sleep soundly again.

She needs a Calming Draught and some Dreamless Sleep Potion, but doesn't have any on hand, and isn't up to brewing them tonight.

"If I write a note for Cain, would you please leave it at the bar?"

[angela-edmunds.livejournal.com]

"Of course I will, Molly. I'll wait here while you write it."

And as she writes, Angela goes over to turn down the covers of Molly's bed. "Do you have a nightgown in here?"

[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

"Yes... dresser."

Molly's got parchment and a quill, and after a frustrating moment, gets the cap off of the ink.

In a very shaky hand, not much like her own writing, she writes simply " Cain - Please come. Molly."

She turns to hand it to Angela with tears brimming in her eyes again.

[angela-edmunds.livejournal.com]

Angela gets out a nightgown and lays it out on the bed, then turns to her friend.

She takes the note and reaches out to her. "Oh, Molly. I'm not going to ask unless you want to talk about it, but I'm around if you need to."

[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

Molly sits down on the bed and picks up the nightgown and fusses with it.

"It just... all went wrong."

Her voice is quiet and strained.

She begins to unbutton her blouse, and eyes the fireplace, ready to burn the clothes she's in, but...

"My wand is broken."

She really can't think of anything more to say.

[angela-edmunds.livejournal.com]

"Oh," she says softly.

"You'll get a new one sometime soon, I'm sure."

Pause. "Can I help you...with anything?"

[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

"Just... Cain. Leave the note for him."

She stands to remove the rest of her clothes without embarassment, and slips the night gown over her head.

"And if you see him..."

She knows the rest doesn't need to be said as she obligingly climbs between the sheets that Angela peeled back for her.

[angela-edmunds.livejournal.com]

"I'll tell him you need him."

Angela pulls the covers over her and absentmindedly tucks Molly in--just as she did for her little brother.

"Sleep well, okay? And if you need me, you know where I am."

[mollyprewett.livejournal.com]

"Thank you."

She lays down and closes her eyes, not even sure how to turn off the lights without magic.

"I'll tell you about it... later, okay?"

And she closes her eyes.

[angela-edmunds.livejournal.com]

"No pressure," Angela says softly.

"Good night, Molly."

And Angela closes the door quietly behind her.