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if the sky comes falling down, for you there’s nothing in this world I wouldn't do;

[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-24 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
There’s a very specific request (command, really) that Allison’s assistant has outlined as part of her job description: anything that comes to her regarding her family, she wants to know. Allison Hargreeves left the Academy just shy of turning 18, and while she has never returned to see her family, she has kept up with them in her own way. It helps that her family is relatively famous, and the world still has some odd fascination with them that they can never quite outgrow especially as they shifted from superhero children to train wreck territory, so she uses it to her advantage. Direct contact with some of her siblings feels too risky, like she’ll get sucked back into the chaos of it all if she gets too close again, so being indirectly updated on what her siblings are up to feels safe.

There’s one, though, that’s the exception to the rule. Allison’s bond with Luther has always been complicated; with Diego it’s too volatile; with Vanya is nonexistent. With Klaus, it’s different. Klaus has always managed to understand Allison in a way that not even Luther can do. Just how she’d been there for him whenever he needed her after nightmares or sleepless nights, she knew well enough that Klaus would do anything to comfort her or just keep her company whenever it was needed, and she’d be lying if she said she hasn’t considered going back to the city just for him. She knows Klaus well enough to know that he wouldn’t try to convince her to stay - if anything, he might convince her to run for the West Coast all over again. But, in true Hargreeves fashion, he has his own demons to contend with (literally) and makes him go off the grid more times than she’d like. Allison has tried calling to check on him, only to find the number disconnected or getting returned mail after sending him a postcard. If her phone rings or sends an alert in the middle of the night, it sends her into a nervous spiral, because half the time she expects someone on the other line to tell her that her brother lost his fight to one of his vices.

It’s ironic, that the call doesn’t come in the middle of the night how she always feared. It’s bright and early, while she and Patrick are eating breakfast and discussing her latest project, that her assistant sends her an urgent text with an address and a phone number. After that, everything is a blur - Patrick insists in going with her, but Allison is quick to say no. He doesn’t have to come with her, she needs to do this alone. And it irks him, she can tell, because she’s so guarded when it comes to her family and he doesn’t understand why he has yet to meet any of them, but she could care less. Her focus as she more or less flies out of their house in the Hollywood Hills is to get to Klaus. He’s not dead, thankfully, and the doctors that she more or less grills with questions over the phone assure her that they are sure he’ll do a full recovery, but it doesn’t change the fact that her heart feels as if it has moved right up to her throat. It doesn’t change the fact that she’s filled with regret at the years they’ve lost together, at the guilt at not being there for him so this wouldn’t have to happen. Some logical side of her knows that Klaus has been on this path long before she left, but it doesn’t change the fact that she hates it, anyway.

By the time she makes it to the hospital, she has Rumored people along the way so that she can remain as incognito as possible. She knows at some point someone will leak that Allison Hargreeves is back to the city, but at least it won’t happen until later. She hopes, at least, she and Klaus will be far enough away from there before that can happen.

After speaking to his doctor and getting an update on her brother’s condition, she slips quietly into his room. She has pulled strings to ensure that he could have a private room, not wanting any prying eyes on either of them, and she’s glad to see him asleep when she walks in. It takes her a moment to move again after the door closes softly behind her, the relief at seeing him alive and the concern for how he looks colliding into her at a force that knocks the wind right out of her, but she doesn’t linger long before she walks closer to the chair next to his bed. The room is so quiet and almost peaceful, with the rain falling outside that she could probably nap along with him if she wanted to, but even if she gets comfortable on the chair, she already knows that there’s no way in hell she’ll be sleeping any time soon.

For now, she just reaches over to gently rest her hand on top of his, a quiet reassurance that he’s not alone. She’s here, and she’s not going anywhere.
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-25 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Some part of Allison half expects for the door to open and a familiar face to come in. Maybe Luther, or Diego, or even Vanya. There are no expectations of their father to make an appearance, but some part of her is still half expecting him to drop in if not for the mere chance of lecturing Klaus while he's down.

No one comes, though. The nurses stop by every once in a while to check his vitals, and a doctor drops off brochures of rehab places for him to check out, but Allison just tucks them into her purse. Not because she's not already thinking about those things, but because she doesn't want her brother to stay in the city anymore. Now that she's settled and established in Los Angeles, she wants to bring him with her and she spends most of the time that Klaus is sleeping making plans. She already knows which room to give him in the house, one that would give him a private bathroom with a soaking tub, and a balcony. Would Klaus agree to go with her? She's not sure, but she's ready to do whatever she can to convince him.

Her eyes are staring at the monitors, watching the steady beat of his heart when his groan brings her back to reality. She doesn't say anything at first, letting him fully wake up...but it's also because seeing him like this is so much harder than she could have ever expected.

She doesn't look away, though. And, more importantly, she doesn't let it show on her features. If anything, she just gives his hand a gentle squeeze before she scoots closer to him.

"Nope, neither one of those. I wanted to come see you." She smiles slightly, but the concern in her eyes betray whatever casualness she tries to hold onto. "You're hard to find, you know."
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-25 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe you need a little less mystery," she suggests with a small smile, almost as if she's joking even if that's the last thing she feels like doing.

Looking down at his hand in hers, she rubs her thumb against his knuckles. He has lost so much weight from the last time that she had seen him that her first instinct is to call up all the fast food places around them so that she can start stuffing him up, but considering the overdose she's trying to take it easy. Not spook him. Not right now, because she doesn't think she'd be able to take it if he wanted her gone.

The mention of her movie poster makes her huff out a soft chuckle, a quiet 'thanks' murmured under her breath even if her brow furrows when she notices the way he winces.

"Yeah, I think all the shitty jell-o cups you want is part of the deal. Do you want anything?"
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-25 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
That laugh makes her heart twist painfully in her chest, and her grip on his hand tightens unconsciously. The idea of Klaus going back out there, of continuing this life of his, of this turning out worse than before... It's all terrifying to think about, and it feels like she can't quite catch her breath.

That's why, when he starts saying that he'll be out of her hair again, she's already shaking her head.

"Let's make another plan. Why don't you come with me to California?" She can't help the way that her tone sounds hopeful, how her eyes seem to glisten because the idea of Klaus saying no already feels hard to accept. A part of her wants to Rumor him into going with her, but she's trying really hard to not cave to that inkling.

"We have the extra room," she continues, "and you can decorate it however you want. You can go to the beach, or learn to surf, and we can go shopping... My closet has gotten considerably bigger, you'd love it."
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-25 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay, not surf. Yoga? Whatever you want."

His question about whether or not Patrick knows about her siblings makes her frown. In a way, sure, she deserves that considering how she left and the distance she has managed to keep the last few years, even during the worst times when she actually regretted leaving. But, even with all that distance, she can never forget that they are her family.

Before she can answer, though, Klaus sits up and Allison stands up along with him, already reaching for the little bowl that the nurse had left on the nightstand earlier. She's ready to help him, to do whatever he needs, but when the worst of it seems to pass she just sets the bowl back down. Instead of sitting on the chair she had been using, she sits on the bed next to him, gently rubbing his back.

"Okay, first of all? Yes, Patrick knows about you. It's fine, Klaus. You don't have to stay with us forever, we can find you another place you'd like. But you can be closer. You don't have to do this alone, I can help you. I want to help you. You don't have to afford it, because I can."

There's a hint of desperation as she tries to convince him, because she's terrified of what could happen if he stays here. She for sure cannot stay here, and it's not even just because she's married and Patrick wouldn't want to live in the city. Allison finds this place suffocating, and for years it felt like it would undo them all. She doesn't want that to happen to him.

She sighs, moving her hand from his back to his shoulder, pulling him slightly closer. "I'm sorry, for not coming before, but I'm here now. And I can-- I have a place where you can stay. Come on, please. Please, at least think about it. We can drive back if you don't want to fly, but I just... I don't want to go back without you."
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-25 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
At the feel of him leaning against her, she shifts her position slightly so that she can better support him, holding him close. Especially when he accepts, and Allison has to remind herself to be gentle and not squeeze him so tight considering what he's going through.

If Klaus' attention were to shift to her midriff, especially since the cardigan that she's wearing opens up a little wider in the position that she's in, he'll be able to notice the slight swell of her belly. One that she has been very careful to hide from the media, and that she hasn't brought up now only because she doesn't want him to feel like it's a token to blackmail him with. But, well, that new life that she's carrying is a big reason why she's asking him to come with her to California. She wants her brother to survive long enough to meet her baby. For so damn long she negated the idea of becoming a mother, of ever having a family because it's pretty damn obvious that the Hargreeves aren't built for it... But, now that she's pregnant, she's realizing how wrong she had been. And how, especially with her baby coming, she wants that family to be near even if she doesn't quite know how to bridge the gap with the rest.

With Klaus, it has always been different. And, especially for that reason, she wants him in her life. One way or another. It won't be easy, and she knows that, but she'd rather have that than the regret at not even trying.

"Thank you." She turns her head to kiss the top of his head. "I've missed you, you know."
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-25 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
There’s a moment when Allison let’s herself relax, thinking that Klaus moving to California with her is a done deal. She’s already creating a list of things to do for the next time he falls asleep, just so they can be good to go by the time he’s released from the hospital, but then he brings up her belly and Allison tenses at once. She hadn’t been hiding it, but she hadn’t said anything because part of her had been afraid of this exact response.

“And where should I be? Home, wondering if you made it? Ignoring the fact that you are here, alone? Waiting for the next phone call that tells me that the next overdose was worse and someone needs to identify you?”

There’s a firmness to her voice, but she can’t help the way it also shakes. It’s hard to tell if it’s at the indignation of his suggestion to not be here, or the fear she feels at all those scenarios, because they both feel like a colliding force that is trying to choke her.

She reaches for his hand, giving it a squeeze as she tries to get him to look at her as if to assure him she’s being honest. “I don’t expect or think that it will be easy, or that you’ll be clean because you agree to come with me. I know it’s going to be a process, but you don’t have to do it alone. Please, let me help you. At least try it out. Please.” Her eyes fill with tears, and she looks down at their hands together as her thumb moves gently along his skin. “You and I will never really know normalcy, and I know that because we’ll always have our upbringing and our powers. I get that. But I want my baby to have something that resembles normal. I can’t give her a good grandfather from my side of the family. I can’t even promise family reunions, or holidays because we hardly even know how to celebrate those. But I want to give her at least an uncle. I want her to meet you, Klaus. You don’t have to worry about Patrick, or anything else. I just— I can’t leave you here.”

With her free hand, she wipes the tears away almost stubbornly, as if mad at herself for crying but she can’t help it.

“If you decide you want to come back,” she forces herself to add, and it’s obvious that it’s not easy for her to do so. “If you don’t want to stay, then that’s up to you. But let’s at least try it before you decide you can’t.”
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-26 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
“You don’t have to stay with us forever—“

She tries to speak over him, but Klaus keeps talking and there’s not a lot she can say. What could she say? She knows it isn’t fair to ask this of him. But, at the same time, leaving him to figure it out feels wrong, too. There’s a brief moment when she finds herself tempted to Rumor him, to convince him to come with her and damn the consequences, but she bites the inside of her lips as if to force herself to not go there no matter how much she wants to.

When he stands, Allison shoots up too, trying so hard to not shove him back on the bed but staying close enough in case he needs support. Last thing she wants is for him to fall and hurt himself.

When his palms press against his ears, Allison starts to approach him again. If he pulls back or away she won’t force him to come into contact with her, but if he lets her she’s ready to at least steady him.

“Can you please sit down, at least?”
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-26 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
It's a relief, for him to not push away, and she is quick to provide him the support that he needs. When he leans forward, his face on her shoulder, she rests a hand against the nape of his neck, keeping him close while the other hand rubs his back in hopes that it would soothe him.

"We're all a fucking mess," she murmurs against his hair. "You know that hasn't changed just because we're not all at the house together."

She presses a kiss against the top of his head again, quiet for a moment before she speaks. "Give me ten minutes and I'll get you out of here, we'll go to a hotel and you can rest there." A beat. "You can figure out what you want to do after you get more sleep. Are you feeling well enough to do that?"
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-26 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine, I'll get a private doctor to keep an eye on you. I'll figure it out."

She has thought this through already, what she would do after leaving the hospital. This is her first rodeo with him like this, but she has been busy already trying to think of scenarios and what she would be doing to help him through it. One of the good things about her being here, with money of her own, is that she can actually make these things happen and she's damn thankful for it.

Her brow furrows as he lays down, and she sits at the edge of the bed, brushing his hair back. "I'm sure room service can figure out how to get you crappy jell-o, if you don't want to miss out on the experience."
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-26 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
"What's the point of you resting here if you're not going to rest?"

The idea of Klaus being put in restrains immediately makes her shoulders tense, but she tries to keep her features normal for his benefit. The last thing he needs is for her to throw a fit, when he's already dealing with all of this. Granted, she knows that she should trust him because obviously he has done this before, but the idea of him being tied down is enough to make that sense of overprotectiveness kick in in a way that she hasn't felt in years.

For now, though, she just stays still, letting him get comfortable on her lap as she idly runs her fingers through his hair. When he speaks into her belly, she laughs softly, a warm smile on her face. "You're so thoughtful." She brushes his hair back, silent for a moment.

Finally, "Is that what you want to do, then? Stay here? If we could do anything. Literally, anything. Don't worry about logistics. Do you want to stay here?"
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-26 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Allison waits for his response, her fingers finding a rhythm in the way that they move through his hair. She's trying to give him something to focus on, something to soothe him so that he can at least get some rest in the meantime.

"I'm not leaving without you," she promises. "Let me make a call, okay? We'll be out of here soon."

If there's one thing that Hollywood has experience in, after all, is knowing how to handle addictions. Especially in a private manner, when a slip could end someone's career. In this case the help is not for herself, but she knows that her assistant can help to get them set up in no time with whatever they may need. Hell, she had already sent her an email with information while she had been on her way here, so she's sure that she'll have ideas on how to do this.

Without moving him off her lap, she reaches for the phone next to the bed and dials the number that she knows so well. She asks her assistant to set them up at a hotel downtown, to use one of her alias and to make sure to have someone available for her brother by the time they make it there, and she's promised a turnaround time of an hour. It's not ideal, but at least by the time that she hangs up she feels a little better about the situation. There's a plan in place.

"Do you want some water, or do you want to try to get some sleep while we wait?"
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[personal profile] rumores 2020-08-26 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
It's funny, for as much as she sounds like she's in control, there's something deep down that always lingers, making her question herself. She does a good job at hiding it, and that part she has an advantage over her brothers, but it's still there. It's Reginald, his voice worming itself into her brain, but she has learned to at least diminish it enough to not let her distract her.

Especially now, with what Klaus is dealing with. He needs stability in more ways than one, and Allison is determined to offer that to him no matter what. Of that, she's absolutely certain. In a few days she knows that the tabloids might get a hold of the story, that maybe then their siblings might give a shit about all this at that point (Luther, mainly, as he questions what the hell she's doing), but even that she's already mentally prepared for it. And, as far as she's concerned, they'll be safe in California, away from this goddamned place.

With a chuckle, she shakes her head slightly at him. "...you know, other than Patrick and my doctor, no one else knows yet. This isn't how I wanted to tell you, but I'm really glad you didn't find out through a magazine."

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