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Billy lays in a bed, attached to several healing machines, as they do their work and Hank McCoy watches from the sidelines.

Slowlyu, slowly, they pacth him up and whn they are done, Hank unattaches them, and slides them away. Hank covers him with several blankets.

Billy rolls onto his side and stares off into the darkness.

It has not been a great day. On top of everything else, he hurt Rachel... He sighs as he feels Hank's hand on his shoulder.

"We can talk more, later, if you want.. whenever you want to."

Billy nods and sighs.

"Thanks, Doc. Tell the others not to worry, okay?"

Hank smiles.

"I will tell them. They will worry anyway."

He turns towards the office.

"Night Billy."

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Rachel smells of the lake as she slips into the infirmary. Of dark trees and gentle winds...and water...but she's warm and dry as she slips onto the bed next to Billy and molds protectively against his back.

he shivers, but he is glad she is there.

"Thank you."

She just nods, chin brushing his shoulder. She doesn't particularly like this place, but loyalty supercedes that. She's back to normally warm, a gentle, humming energy.

"I'm sorry I hurt you... Everythig is frustrating right now and I feel like... every time I try things, it is always an uphill battle. And then someone comes along who hasnt even had it as hard as I have, and who has a sob story, and who is ten times the bastard I will ever be, and he manages to get everyone falling all over him and being his friend. All because he isnt nice, and isnt good and despite how he acts, isnt kind."

he almost growls as the poison that has been locked up pours out.

"He uses people and he still gets everything... and yet he doesnt appreciate it..."

Billy feels tears threaten, but he suddenly just loses all his rage and feels very very tired.

"I hate it...."

Her arm tightens around his waist, a cuddled, supportive hug through the out pouring. She doesn't judge, down that path lay madness and power. Neither of which she desires.

"That is part of what it means to be human" she spoke softly against his shoulder "They are often stupid, blind, emotion driven creatures. There is far more darkness within them than they ever admit or balance out..." it's there job to see this, and understand it, knowing humanity for being in it's infancy still.

He sighs.

"I hate feeling so young and powerless. I am sorry I hurt you and sorry I poured out this poison. Watching myself get tossed asside and then seeing the reactions... "

he looks down.

"Can we go elsewhere? I dont wwant to stay here tonight, suddenly. I feel like..."

He sighs.

"I wish I could just be happy..."

"You are young" she stated simply. That is a solid truth, very young, no matter his abilities or wisdom, no matter his power...somethings only come intime.

"And I'd rather you get it out now, that way it doesn't fester" See? Even she can be wise at times.

"Of course...my room huh?"

Happy...just doesn't work well for most super beings.

He smiles faintly.

"I just... thanks, Rachel.I guess I have some issues to deal with."

he nods, then.

"Your room sounds good."

Yeah, happiness just runs away screaming at the sifght of some of them/.

"We all got issues kiddo, all of us" she sighed, pressing a kiss to the top of his head before rolling off and standing.

"Don't say I didn't warn you about the closet guy"

Billy nods, and eyes her.

"You warned me, but it is better than here."

He stands a little unsteadily, and then starts walking. He smiles a bit.

"So other than dealing with idiot little brothers, how have you been?"

She rolled responses around in her head and chuckled "Worn out"

Then she glanced back at him as she held open the infirmary doors "Where's my sucker?"

He pulls out one and smiles.

"Hope you like grape..."

He smiles faintly as he follows her and blinks at the bar, hesitating at all the people.

She doesn't let him hesitate more than a heartbeat, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and tucking him in close against her side as she weaves among the people, sucker in cheek.

They're going to bed, and she can actually get hot cocoa from Bar without detouring, had love teke sometimes.

he smiles a little, feeling a little safter in her arms. He nods.

"You are the coolest, Rachel."

She does what she can.

"Nah, cause I'm not feeding you ice cream before bed..." nope, just this...chocolate mousse cocoa? Oh, well, nifty!

"But I'll accept cool"

He smiles a little. Truthfully, he wont take a lot of the chocolate tonight. Even healed, his stomach is telling him it isnt ready for much of anything.

He smiles a little though. Big sisters rule.

"Thanks."

As they get to the stairs and go up, he feels himself relax a little. Maybe he can rest, just a little...

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