Molly Walker (knowswhereulive) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2018-05-25 22:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !completed gdoc, !log, ~2018 may, ~25 points, ~~kara danvers (flyinggirl), ~~molly walker (knowswhereulive) |
Who: Molly Walker and Kara Danvers
What: Consoling one another
When: Friday night
Where: Their house
Warnings: none
Status: Closed/Complete Gdoc
After the mess up with Veronica, Molly tried not to panic when she woke up to Steve looking wrong and not being able to find Bucky. She tried not to panic but by the end of the day it was pretty clear that not being able to find him meant he really was gone and that he might not be coming back any time soon.
She was sent off to bed despite everything, and for a change she hadn’t fought at all. Instead she’d spent exactly ten minutes in her room with the lights off before deciding she didn’t want to be there. And so she got up and went straight to the person who was probably hurting just as much as she was.
Kara would understand that even though things had never really been the same between her and Bucky since he’d attacked her in his sleep, she loved him. He was her dad and he was gone. Molly slipped quietly down the hall and knocked gently, not wanting to disturb anyone else. “Kara. Can I come in?”
***
Since there was no chance that Bucky was pregnant and causing Molly’s powers to be on the fritz, Kara was concerned that she hadn’t been able to find him and that messages to his phone were bouncing back. She was trying not to panic, given Steve’s quick trip, but the closer they got to the twenty-four hour mark, the harder that became.
Thanks to her enhanced senses, she heard Molly’s footsteps before the girl knocked on the door. “Of course,” she said, shifting from the center of the bed to one side so that Molly could join her. “I’m not sure how much sleep I’ll be getting tonight.”
She was pretty sure she knew why Molly was here.
***
If Bucky has been there, Molly wouldn’t have stopped to knock. She would have just let herself in and crawled right into bed with him. Or she would have a few months back. She’d never been that close to Kara, that had started to change but they were still a long way off, but she was the only one who would understand right now.
She slipped into the room, gently closing the door behind herself, and went right to crawl up onto the bed beside Kara.
“I hate everything.”
As good as her life really was here, sometimes it really sucked.
***
Kara immediately slipped one arm around Molly’s shoulders, pulling the teenager close. “I know,” she said. “It’s always something.” They might have a stretch of a week or two where things were quiet and calm, but then something would happen to ruin that.
“Something pretty big must be happening in their world though, for so many people to be sent back all at once,” she said. “There’s no reason to think Bucky won’t be back too.” She hadn’t gotten any details from Steve about his experiences, was a little afraid to ask based on how rough he looked, and was still being optimistic that her fiance would return.
***
“What if he doesn’t?”
It wouldn’t be the first time Molly had lost someone she loved to this place. She knew, reasonably, that it wouldn’t be the last either. This place really did suck sometimes. And she didn’t think she could handle actually losing another parent to the dome. The last time she had, she’d eventually come back and wanted nothing to do with her and that was a lot more fine now than it had been before but having it happen again, that was definitely too much. No one should have to handle things like that.
***
That was something Kara was trying not to think about too much. “What would he want us to do?” she asked. It wouldn’t be easy, but she knew that Bucky would want them to continue living their lives even without him. She certainly wanted him to return in time for their wedding though.
“And if sheer force of will can bring someone back, well, we know he’d be the one to do it.” There was a concern about how Bucky might come back and that was something else Kara wasn’t thinking too much about.
***
Molly huffed in frustration, but couldn’t argue with that. If there was even a shred of Bucky left in him when he went home, if that helped anything at all, he’d be back. He’d fight his way back in a second, and she knew that. But it didn’t make right now any easier.
“I hope he does,” she said softly, plucked at the blankets a little. “I don’t want to watch you throw out wedding stuff.”
She’d had to do that before, except it had been Steve throwing things out. She knew that friends had had to come over and help and she didn’t think she could bear to watch anyone else go through that. Not even Kara.
***
“There won’t be any throwing out wedding things,” Kara said. At least not any time soon. In her two years in town, she’d seen a lot of weird things and she wasn’t going to easily give up on the notion that Bucky would come back to them. “If I know your dad, he’ll make a grand appearance the morning of the wedding if he’s not back before that.”
She really hoped he was back before that since it was still several weeks out, but she was going to keep moving forward with their planning under the assumption that he would return.
***
Not for a second did Molly believe that. If Bucky was gone long enough, past the wedding date and into the fall, into winter and he still wasn’t there, she knew that they’d all have to just admit that he wasn’t coming back and everything would slowly start making its way out of their house again.
That was one of the worst things she’d ever had to watch.
She let Kara have the hope, though, smiled weakly and wriggled to settle closer to the older woman. “I can stay with you until he comes back, right?”
At least Kara had to be hurting very similarly right now. They both loved Bucky and both knew that if he was gone from here he was gone from their lives forever. They didn’t have hope of seeing him again like Steve did.
***
Kara was steadfastly clinging to the hope that her fiance would return. The alternative was too painful to consider. “I would like that,” she said as Molly got more comfortable. This was not the way she’d wanted to bond with the teenager any more than the whole nightmare mess had been, but she wasn’t going to reject that bonding.
“Do you want me to put on a movie?” she asked. That might give them something to focus on that wasn’t talking about their mutual sadness.
***
Someone had to be optimistic. And it wasn’t going to be Molly. She didn’t trust this stupid place to bring her family back to her.
“Yeah, okay. Something with explosions?” Action movies were by far Molly’s favorite, and the more over the top the better. She liked a good romance or a comedy as much as the next girl, and sometimes something managed to not be boring by good acting or whatever, but explosions were an old favourite and a comfort right now. Besides, if it was all action they could probably talk over it a little and it’d be fine. Another definite plus, especially for a girl like Molly who liked to talk a lot.
***
“I think we can manage that,” Kara said, reaching for the remote on the nightstand even as she snuggled closer to Molly. Explosions sounded a lot more tolerable than romance right now. Even though action movies tended to have happy endings too, they wouldn’t be nearly as painful to watch when she wasn’t sure if she was going to get her own happy ending.
She switched over to the Netflix app and flipped through some options, finally landing on something about terrorists taking over the White House.
***
For the first fifteen minutes or so of the movie, Molly was actually quiet, just watching it and getting all the important information that got jammed into that time. It was always that stuff that was needed later when everything went terrible so they’d know what was going on.
“These are my favourite,” she said out of the blue when things started to get actiony. “Liam thinks that I’m into girly romances and stuff but the ones where stuff blows up is the best.”
She didn’t really tend to talk about her relationship with Liam with anyone but Summer, so saying anything at all was a gesture on her part.
***
Kara was surprised when Molly brought up her boyfriend. In true teenager fashion, she generally avoided talking about him with any of the parental figures in her life. Bucky had mentioned his conversation with Liam a few weeks ago and Kara wondered how much Molly might be willing to share.
“Have you told him you like the ones where stuff blow up best?” she asked. From what she knew of Liam, the boy would fall all over himself to do whatever made Molly happy.
***
“Not really.” She actually laughed a little bit, mostly to herself. “I don’t want to like things too much that I’d be mad when he gets bored and kisses me.” Or got a little handsy with her if the situation was right. When they were at his house or at hers when no one else was home. Molly was very unfortunately plagued with a house full of very good hearing and people who didn’t want her to be having sex. Ever if they had their way, probably.
A very good reason never to talk about it with them. But Bucky would want her to be friends with Kara if he was never coming back, so a little sharing had to be okay.
“I don’t know if that’s a him thing or an all boys thing but I like that.” More than any movie. “And besides the sappy ones are okay if they’re with him.”
***
It wasn’t so much that Kara didn’t want Molly to have sex, just that she wanted her to be smart about it. Same with Summer. So she didn’t even flinch when Molly talked about kissing Liam.
“I think it’s pretty normal for people to enjoy kissing someone they care about,” Kara said. “And it’s definitely more fun than watching movies.” It wasn’t something that she’d done much of as a teenager since she was the oddball outcast and she was glad that Molly and hopefully Summer were able to have a more typical teenage experience.
***
Unlike everyone else, Kara’s approach to Molly’s sex life didn’t immediately put the girl off ever talking about anything. It was weird enough to talk about spending time with Liam with any of the grownups in her life. The rest of them always made the noises about wanting her to be safe or not wanting her to do it at all. Neither of which she wanted to hear. She was going to do what she wanted and she wasn’t dumb so she was going to be smart about it.
“I guess. I don’t really know what’s normal.” Molly hasn’t really had anything resembling a normal childhood, at least not before she’d come to Madison Valley and she didn’t think that really counted as normal too.
Normal wasn’t having to specify which of five different people she meant when she said her dad.
***
“I really don’t either,” Kara admitted. After all, she’d been born on another planet and then stuck in the phantom zone for a long time before finally coming to Earth. “I mean, at least not from experience.”
Most of her understanding of Earth customs was courtesy of television and movies. Well, and from Alex, but her sister wasn’t exactly the model of healthy relationships. “Although, I get the impression that’s not uncommon around here.” A lot of people in Madison Valley were from wildly disparate times and places.
***
“Yeah, but you at least have a good excuse. You’re an alien.” As far as Molly was concerned, it was weirder that Kara didn’t completely stick out all the time. And it was weirder that she, who had a lot of the time been living a pretty normal life between all the terrible things and the moving around and the loss, didn’t.
“That’s a pretty good excuse for being weird.” Which Kara definitely was. But that was something Molly was coming to actually like about her. They were all pretty weird around their house.
***
Kara glanced over at Molly with an exaggerated pout, though her eyes were sparkling with amusement. “Are you saying I’m weird?” She barely got the words out with a straight face before laughing. Being weird was okay with her. At least now. When she was Molly’s age, she hated it though.
***
“Yes.” Obviously. Molly grinned, though, and leaned over to bump Kara’s shoulder. “I’m pretty sure that’s why my dad likes you, though. He’s pretty weird too.”
It wasn’t easy to talk about Bucky like he was still there, but she was making an effort. She didn’t completely believe that he was coming back, ever, but in the interest of trying to be optimistic and trying not to make Kara sad, trying to help like he’d want her to, she was going to pretend a little.
***
“You know, I think that’s probably true. And I’m okay with that,” Kara said. Because Bucky was what a lot of people would consider weird and that was probably why the two of them worked so well.
She appreciated Molly’s company and light attitude. It hadn’t even been a full day, so there was no reason for them to panic yet about losing Bucky completely. Being gone for a day wasn’t remotely unusual around here.
***
Unfortunately, in Molly’s life, a day usually led to a lot more than that. She wasn’t nearly as hopeful as she was trying to sound. But she thought she was doing a very good job of faking it.
“Duh. I’m pretty sure you have to be if you’re going to marry him.”
Except she was still expecting that in a couple of weeks she would be watching things like the decorations slowly start trickling out of the house until the dress finally went too. When the dress went, that was the end, in her mind.
***
It wasn’t difficult to see that Molly wasn’t a hundred percent sure of what she was saying, but Kara wasn’t going to call her on it.
“Well, he’s one of the good ones,” she said. “Even though he’s weird. There are lots of guys out there who aren’t.” She wrinkled her nose, thinking of Mon-El and everything that happened between them. Bucky was so much better for her than he ever had been.
***
“I know that.” Molly knew a lot better than some that there were a lot of people who weren’t good. She’d seen it up close and personal. “You got lucky.”
She’d gotten lucky, too. Liam was great, and only wanted to make her happy to a point that was almost annoying sometimes. She was very lucky with him but almost like she’d actually known her dads her whole life, she was convinced that the women they’d picked were even luckier. Her dads were the best kind of people. Which only made it hurt her more to think about one of them being gone forever.
***
Kara nodded. “I know,” she said. “Liam seems like a good one too.” The boy was easily frightened, but it was clear he really cared about Molly or he wouldn’t have stuck around despite feeling intimidated by her parents and the other various adults in her life.
Peter seemed like a good kid too though she wasn’t sure exactly what was going on with him and Summer.
***
The afraid thing was a definite point of contention and something that had frustrated Molly for a long time. It was something she was making sure he worked on. She didn’t have the time or the patience for that and it did seem to be working. She had gotten through to him.
“He is,” she said with a nod, paused for a second and just buried herself close against Kara’s side. “I hope dad knows that too.” Even if he didn’t come back.It was important to her that her parents liked the boy she loved.
***
“Your dads both know,” Kara assured her. “And so do Veronica and I.” While they weren’t Molly’s mothers and Kara wasn’t even officially her step mom, she wanted to make sure that Molly knew she had their support.
A yawn surprised her and she realized that today had been pretty emotionally exhausting. “All right, we should try to get some sleep,” she said. They could lay here and watch the movie until they actually fell asleep.
***
That was weirdly reassuring, that Kara knew how good Liam was to her. Molly appreciated that and even if everything was kind of the worst and she was worried that her dad might never come back, that Kara never would be her step mom at all, it was kind of cool to have one who was on her side like that.
Molly just nodded quietly and let her attention stay on the movie. Being sad all the time was exhausting and things blowing up was also weirdly reassuring. Easy to fall asleep to.