The Truth about Broom - RP with captain_flyboy<user site="live

[open_flame]

I stare up at the building I called my home for the past 2 decades, my stomach feeling like a rock. I glance over at Jack "I don't know if we should do this. I don't think Hellboy wants to see me...after everything."

I broke his heart. I walked out on everyone and everything, my whole life. I ran away to New York. A chance meeting with Captain Jack Harkness changed my life forever. Truthfully, I was beginning to think that nothing was chance anymore. Jack knew Prof. Trevor Broom more than 60 years ago. They worked together in WWII. He was there the day Hellboy came though that portal. Broom was like a father to me since I was 12 years old, and he called Hellboy his son.

Broom was murdered by Kroenen in cold blood, under the orders of Grigori Rasputin just a few short months ago. I had no idea Jack was at the funeral. I didn't even know he knew Broom until several days ago. What was even more shocking was the fact that Broom had terminal cancer. He had told Jack just a week before he was murdered. He never told anyone at BRPD that I knew of.

I lead the way on that familiar walk to Hellboy's room, and glance at John Myers as he opens the vault like door. He's staring at my like I'm walking into a death sentence. "He's not the same since you left, Liz." Myers warns me. "None of us are." I don't meet his eyes. I can't.

I look over at Jack as the door to Hellboy's room creaks open. I have such a bad feeling about this.

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[open-flame.livejournal.com]

I hold my breath, like waiting for something to explode. If Red says anything to Jack, I just might explode. He doesn't think things through sometimes. No wonder Broom thought he needed someone other than Myers. I don't know what to expect from him. This is like a bad movie; the 2 people I care about most, staring each other down. At least Jack's being a bit more friendly about it.

Oh, thank God!

"I'll make sure Jack has the number, Red." I smile at him. He's really surprising me how mature he's being about all this. His father would be so proud of him. I hope he knows that.

[captain-flyboy.livejournal.com]

I smile, I know what he wanted to say and I'm proud of him for not saying it. "I promise next time we visit, we will call ahead," I reply with a nod. Trevor would indeed be proud of how far both Hellboy and I have come.

I smile again and hold the bundle of letters out to him. "Your father would want you to have these, they are all the letters I wrote to him. No reason to keep anymore secrets yeah?"

[righthanddoom.livejournal.com]

I step slowly over to them and take the stack of letters from Jack. "Yeah, no secrets." I say as I glance at them.

I have to laugh as Liz looks at the letters a bit disappointed. 'No secrets' my ass. She'll wear him down, she always does. If she wants to know something, she'll find out. Of course, she seems to have learned how to drop things that need to be dropped too. "You're doin' good, Kid." I reach over and brush a bit of hair out of her eyes. "Keep it up, Father would want you to be happy." I shoot Jack a bit of a look when I say 'happy.'

Can't let him walk out the door without understanding I'm going to worry about her, even if she's got someone else to worry about her now. If he's any kind of a man, he'll understand that.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

Well, that's not fair. I want to see the letters. I glance up at Jack with a slightly annoyed look. I'd really like to know more about the friendship between him and Broom. Of course I could just ask him. For some reason I get scared to ask him too personal questions. I hope that sort of thing passes, too. I trust Jack to tell me the truth, and oddly, I trust him to leave things out that will upset me.

"I'm trying, Red." This is so hard for him, how can it not be? I always felt guilty for the way I flirted with Myers on the ride home from Bellamie. If Red had seen that, he would have been so upset. It's amazing how much he's grown up since his father died. Bringing Jack here is about a million times more awkward than anything having to do with Myers.

"He'd want you to be happy too, Red." I reach out and squeeze his left hand. "So be happy, ok? I am." I can't help but smile at Jack when I say that. It's amazing how one person can impact your life so deeply.

[captain-flyboy.livejournal.com]

I look at the odd trifecta our hands have created and smile. "You have a friend in both of us Hellboy," I say softly, "your father would be proud of the man that you have become."

"Please call if you need an extra pair of hands, I really want to help you."

[righthanddoom.livejournal.com]

"Shame he can't see me getting alone with you." I miss father, and Jack saying he would be proud, feels good but it hurts, too. I take a step back and try not to look upset. That's not hard, I always look unpleasant. "Not really my decision to bring in an outside man." I shrug. "That's up to Manning."

"You two better get going, don't want to piss your boss off." I wave them off again and step back to the stack of albums in the back of my room. I hope Liz didn't melt any of them.

(dropping out)

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

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