Who: Frank and Claire What: Hugs, comforting, collections When: Backdated to the day of the flip becuase Abby loses track of things (SORRY!) Where: Compound courtyards Status: Closed, incomplete
Alone. It was a word that cut through him. The days had really been bleeding together recently, punctuated only with the occasional world change and the knowledge that not only was his wife gone, but his friends and now... His son. It wasn't something that he'd announced publicly yet. Not for lack of wanting but for reasons of time. It was what he'd noticed, no word, nothing. It was a chance lost, but one that he was not going to let repeat. There were so few of them now, with Sirius' seeming departure. He would have replied by now, he was certain of that. He wouldn't have left them hanging if he could have helped it! Not when one of the kids needed them... Claire...
Frank's eyes scanned the courtyard. Delta was starting to get into order, people finding places to stay, but his concern right now wasn't for them. The adults could handle themselves. But Claire... they were the only two left now. And he would be damned if he wasn't going to be there for her. His mind flashed back to Dorcas, to everyone, in some ways he felt more alone now than he had when he'd first arrived. Getting here, learning what he had... He had chances here that he never would have had at home, the only thing missing were Alice, Neville and... well in some ways everyone. But not Claire.
Why didn't he see her? His eyes were open for her. "Claire?" He rounded a corner hoping to see her there. Where could she be? He knew what she must be feeling. He really did. Everyone was gone now... Everyone but the two of them. He was not going to let her down! It was something he refused to do.