Allison was finally starting to realize what life without Scott would have felt like.
The two weeks after Jason's departure were a strange cocktail of grief so painful it wore her down and left her numb, white hot rage, and a sense of obligation that left her with no time, energy, or will to look after herself.
Athos got his muffins every couple of days. She was readying herself for graduation. She got a small raise at work. Beta and Todd got walked, and every night after dinner she went back to reviewing the material on her local options for college with one or both curled up on her lap or draped across her shoulders. There was also, of course, the odd night here and there when she let herself into her uncles' apartment to bring by extra baked goods, treats for the Captain, or just quietly took a look around to make sure they were taking care of themselves.
And at night, she would take to the streets. More of her targets ended up at the hospital these days than ended up at the police station, all of them deathly afraid of the Alpha and her cold, unchecked fury.
The Alpha alone emptied herself out, raging and screaming and feeling. Allison herself, as she fulfilled her obligations, was stoic, at best. She often forgot to eat, taken to nibbling when she cooked for others and often making up for it with a post-patrol pizza in America's honor, and stayed out so late as the Alpha that she grew pale and visibly exhausted.
The last time she lost the boy she loved, she kept him in secret. When she really lost him, it was her choice. She escaped for a summer...she traveled, she at least tried to heal.
This time, she had no secret affair, no place to run. It was just Allison and her pain...and she couldn't even talk to her uncles about it. Especially Porthos.
She felt the void today as she quietly let herself into their apartment, a bag of muffins under one arm. It wasn't intentional, but along with some leftovers from the batch of chocolate orange she'd made for Athos, there were a few of the chocolate salted caramel Porthos loved so much.
She didn't say a word as she used her key to unlock the door. She headed for the kitchen and immediately checked to see if they had any older ones that were frozen for later. She was dressed for work, but the white slip dress and black cardigan were plain, clearly chosen for ease of removal for later, when she got into her gear. She was also wearing more make up than usual, with plenty of concealer to hide not just the circles under her eyes, but a healing bruise on her jaw from a fight the week before.
She'd grown better at concealing wounds since the night she'd been mugged.
While she was aware of Porthos, she said nothing to him. The night after he found her, she'd tried to talk to him, but he hadn't said a word to her. She'd stopped a couple days later, as the sorrow wore and the rage burned...
Today, the Captain was the only one to greet her, leaping onto the nearby counter to miaow in greeting. Shutting the freezer, she stopped long enough to quietly stroke his back and offer him her fingers so he could smell what Todd and Beta had been up to.
The two weeks after Jason's departure were a strange cocktail of grief so painful it wore her down and left her numb, white hot rage, and a sense of obligation that left her with no time, energy, or will to look after herself.
Athos got his muffins every couple of days. She was readying herself for graduation. She got a small raise at work. Beta and Todd got walked, and every night after dinner she went back to reviewing the material on her local options for college with one or both curled up on her lap or draped across her shoulders. There was also, of course, the odd night here and there when she let herself into her uncles' apartment to bring by extra baked goods, treats for the Captain, or just quietly took a look around to make sure they were taking care of themselves.
And at night, she would take to the streets. More of her targets ended up at the hospital these days than ended up at the police station, all of them deathly afraid of the Alpha and her cold, unchecked fury.
The Alpha alone emptied herself out, raging and screaming and feeling. Allison herself, as she fulfilled her obligations, was stoic, at best. She often forgot to eat, taken to nibbling when she cooked for others and often making up for it with a post-patrol pizza in America's honor, and stayed out so late as the Alpha that she grew pale and visibly exhausted.
The last time she lost the boy she loved, she kept him in secret. When she really lost him, it was her choice. She escaped for a summer...she traveled, she at least tried to heal.
This time, she had no secret affair, no place to run. It was just Allison and her pain...and she couldn't even talk to her uncles about it. Especially Porthos.
She felt the void today as she quietly let herself into their apartment, a bag of muffins under one arm. It wasn't intentional, but along with some leftovers from the batch of chocolate orange she'd made for Athos, there were a few of the chocolate salted caramel Porthos loved so much.
She didn't say a word as she used her key to unlock the door. She headed for the kitchen and immediately checked to see if they had any older ones that were frozen for later. She was dressed for work, but the white slip dress and black cardigan were plain, clearly chosen for ease of removal for later, when she got into her gear. She was also wearing more make up than usual, with plenty of concealer to hide not just the circles under her eyes, but a healing bruise on her jaw from a fight the week before.
She'd grown better at concealing wounds since the night she'd been mugged.
While she was aware of Porthos, she said nothing to him. The night after he found her, she'd tried to talk to him, but he hadn't said a word to her. She'd stopped a couple days later, as the sorrow wore and the rage burned...
Today, the Captain was the only one to greet her, leaping onto the nearby counter to miaow in greeting. Shutting the freezer, she stopped long enough to quietly stroke his back and offer him her fingers so he could smell what Todd and Beta had been up to.