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Claudia Donovan (clauds) wrote in makebelievelog,

Crap. Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap. No matter how many times the word went through Claudia's mind, as she made the dash from her room down to H.G.'s room, it didn't seem like quite enough. It became her mantra as she scrambled and, without even bothering to knock, went right into H.G.'s and shut the door behind her.

While it could be argued it wasn't a pattern, it seemed like there was a hint of a pattern starting to emerge when it came to who left. Occasionally, like with Jensen or Myka, there seemed to be a slight or notable pull-away. Getting too settled in or outright going quiet, right before the return, seemed a red flag anymore to Claudia. It worried her and, as she thought about the people she cared about in the castle, she was rather determined to send out a number of text messages in the next few days to vocalize that they were stuck with her. Even as Claudia put up walls to protect herself when she felt like she was in danger of rejection, she didn't want people to go and leave others stranded. She wanted happiness for people.

And that had included happiness for Myka and H.G., even if she had been on the emotional outs with Myka. She wanted her family to be happy. But it seemed that things were to be indefinitely postponed. So now Claudia was going to do what she could and be there for H.G. And the first move she did, amidst that, was to close the space between her and H.G.

She immediately went over to the couch and sat next to H.G. and reached to hug H.G. without so much as a greeting. It was as close as Claudia could come to a tackle-hug without risking hitting H.G.'s arms, since she had her phone in her hands.

"We are family, and we will get through this together." It was an echo of what H.G. had told her when Steve had gone. And it was equally true.