- Sat Nov 18, 2017 2:56 pm
MAtt held onto her for dear life during the episode. How was he supposed to fight the demons in her mind when he couldn’t contain the one in his own? He’d have to find a way. Somehow, somewhere, there was help for them...both of them...that didn’t lead to incarceration, slavery, or death. He had to believe that, had to hold onto it. After all? If the hope of recovery was gone? What was left? Devolving into a monster? No.
Matt accepted that he could and would fall eventually. Who better was aware of his own imperfections than him? But the hallmark of who he was was this: he got back up. Life could knock him askew, circumstances could drag him into the dark night of his soul, and situations could floor him, but he didn’t stay down. His was the fire and the fight, the will to persevere, the indomitable spirit that would not bow to injustice or wrong. All that’s Matt and Cora needed was for him to find that grit and pull, right? Wrong. Grit alone wouldn’t salve the wounds in their mind so and hearts, but it would give him the courage to find help.
...Matbe Klaus would be willing to help...? No, it was hard seeing his brother forgive the witch who tossed Matt’s life’s into hell. Klaus could probably try for his sake, but Cora wouldn’t react well if she thought for a moment that the Mi5 contractor was out for vengeance. No, help would have to come from somewhere across the horizon in their lives...Klaus could help him, and maybe recommend someone for Cora...he’d have to call him and see.
Nobody would be happy that hewas back here...hell, would anyone even understand that Cora and the Dark Lady were separate people? In all likelihood, they would be fugitives in the fring of society for the rest of their lives. And you know what, Matt mused, she was worth it.
With that resolution firmly in mind, Matt did his best to calm Cora.
”You’re safe. You’re at home, in my room with me. It’s okay. Nobody is going to hurt you. I love you, and I accept you just as you are. It’s okay to hurt. It’s okay to be scared. I understand that you don’t feel good, and I don’t expect you to pretend to feel okay just to make me happy. It’s okay if you need to cry. There is no shame in feeling, and you’re safe here. I’ll protect you as best as I can. I love you and I’m here to help you however you need. Breathe gently. Calm...can you tell me what you’re thinking?”
He kept his voice soft and gentle for her, trying to gently coax her forward out of whatever has ensnared her mind.