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It was one of the longest operations Malcolm has had to conduct since his arrival in Milliways. But Bill Pardy is resting and healing in a clean bed in the infirmary now.

Malcolm is dead on his feet (he has to smirk a little as he thinks that), but he decides to stay until Bill comes out of the anesthesia.

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"There will be fire..yes...like always. Fire destroyes and makes things grow." Riddles like Antubis. "The voices don't like it..the make the ground shake."

But at the question on how to stop it she doesn't know, simply frowns. "I didn't mean to see who started the fire.."

Riddles make Bill's head hurt. Or maybe it's everything else hurting and his head has decided to join in.

When she says she saw who started the fire he pulls her back away from his shoulder a little so he can look at her, "You did? Who?"

Nathan added, remembering this from before, "You can tell us, Mary. We'll protect you. They can't hurt you."

"No..." Mary starts to panic as Bill picks her up, the temprature droping like crazy around them. So cold that both men's teeth could start clicking together. "Please don't hurt me..I didn't mean to see..Mr. Hagerty droped his hat...his mommy gave it to him...I didn't mean to see!"

Sharp pain would start to enter Bill's head about the same spots that Mary has on her brow. Like two spikes were just driven all the way to the back of the skull then out again.

"I didn't mean to see.." she says weakly, "Please don't hurt me.."

Bill's hand on Mary opens and pulls back quick as she panics, "Mary, I..."

Suddenly he's freezing, goosebumps springing up all along his arms and bare chest and he winces sharply. "Mary..."

He brings his hand up from her and grabs at his forehead, gritting his teeth painfully and leaning forward into his palm, hissing at the sudden pain in his skull and the sharp stab in his chest and shoulder as his wounds complain at the movement.

"I ain't gonna..." He shuts his eyes tight and groans as the pain in his head sets in deeper.

Nathan could feel the cold, with some surprise at that.

He then barked sharply at Mary the leader and father taking control with his authoritative tone of voice, "Mary! Stop it, we're not going to hurt you! You're hurting Bill, stop it right now."

It was all that took for Mary to vanish- the cold was gone and the pain, well, that left the instant that Bill took his hands off of her. But he knew now. He knew how she died and felt it to...just like Johnny had seen the glimpses of what had happened.

He opened his eyes and felt the pain in his head drift away but the rest stayed right where it was.

"Mary?" He called out softly. He sighed and leaned back in the bed, touching his chest and wincing. "Hell."

He touched his brow and looked up at Nathan with a deep frown, "Nathan she...god damn, I felt it. How she...how she died."

"It's all right, she vanished like that the last time I asked her about the fire too. The rest didn't happen though."

Sharp look at Bill.

"How did she die?"

He taps on his brow in the spots where Mary has her marks, "Somethin, stuck through here. Could feel it comin out the backside an everything."

Bill frowns and lays his hand back on the bed, "Very little of this is makin any sense at all ta me."

Grimace at that.

"....Shit." Pretty summed it up.

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