Connection
Scylla was almost asleep when the front door bust open. Waking her fully.
“hello”. A voice shut out.
She could tell it was a young person that all.
She could really hear what he was doing but after a moment the front door shut. The door opened and in walked a young man. His dirty blonde hair, remembering her of Raelle. She didn’t speak. She just stared at him.
“hay, your Scylla right”.
“yes, and you are” she whispered, her throat hurting.
He walked in and closed the door. And sit down beside her.
“I’m Olly. I’ve been helping you with your recovery and with anything you may need”.
“I need help getting upstairs. My knees are” she couldn’t finish.
Olly moved close and pulled her into a hug. He could just tell she needed. After a little time, Olly spoke up.
“why don’t I get you to bed and make you some food.”
“I don’t know what going on”. She says though tears.
“so, no one told you”.
With a shack of her head ‘no’ he pulled her into another hug.
“well, I’ve will be staying with you night and day. I will help with anything and everything that you need. At some point, a few officers will come round once your more stable. And ask you a few questions about your background. But don’t worry about at right know.”
“when can I message my girls”.
With a smile, “tomorrow we can write a letter and hopefully we can send it off by evening tomorrow. It postman want to come around until tomorrow”.
“so, I can’t leave”.
Olly sent back from her.
“that a little complicated, so because the officer hasn’t question you, yet. To know where you stand, you can’t leave. And on top of that the postman come to every house to collect mail and deliver it.”
Scylla had started to fall asleep. Seeing this Olly smiles.
“are you tried; it is late”.
Scylla looked over at the clock, it was half eleven. It was late.
“a little”.
“well tells get you upstairs. And get you ready for bed.”
“I don’t need that, I been in my PJ’s all day”.
Olly carried her up and carefully placed her into bed.
“rest, if you need me, just ring the bell” pointing to a small dive on the side table. “would you like the light on or off”.
“off but keep the hallway like on”.
“got it”.
With that leave her alone. She was already dress of bed, so he didn’t have to change her. She had been in them all day.
****
It was the early hours when Olly shoot up out of bed, screaming waking him up. He rushed into Scylla room and found her twisting in her sleep, sweet all over her, going thought her clothes. He approaches her and with a simple touch she burst awake. Her eyes darting around the room.
He quickly sits beside her. He had been thought this before with his sister. After the Slumber party. He didn’t speak, just allow his presents know. After a little time, she finally spoke.
“not in the cell” her voice was cloaked at the end.
“your save, there can get you. This whole place is seal, not even my sister a very powerful witch can track anyone with this seal in place”.
She let out a broken breath.
“can I ask how your sister is”.
“I think you already know, but I think she suit the blonde hair much better.”
“Raelle” she says as a whisper.
“yep”.
She couldn’t hold it in anymore. Everything that happened to her over the past few weeks have finally catch up with her.
****
The next few days was normal. Olly would wake her up, carry her downstair. Make her dinner. And after midday a doctor came over and checked her over. To see if her injures are healing.
“your wounds look well, are you feeling any pain”.
“a little” Scylla whisper.
Understanding hesitation and fear the doctor moved closer.
“I am not known what happened to you. But I understand pain and how to help with that”.
“if I move to much, pain shot thought my lower half. And my knees want stop throbbing. My throat, no matter want I do it feel dry”.
“ok, may I link with you”.
She looked over to Olly who quickly come over to her side.
“I am right here, yourself”.
“ok, let’s do this”. Scylla said a little better with Olly close.
With that the doctor linked with her. It was quick, it was only to see if anything was open and need to be healed. The doctor could tell that her injures where healed but there was a small infection.
“so” the doctor opened up with.
“it would seem that you have a small infection, which I would like you to take some medication. And not just for the infection but for you throat and knees. If you still have pain after you run out of medication, then. Not hesitate to come over and we take more action”.
After that the doctor leave coming back an hour later with the medication and explain when and how much to use. And gave her come cream as well for her knees. For extra.
With that done the whole day when down well. Scylla finally didn’t seem so closed in on herself.
That night sadly was the same. But Olly had expected it and stay close that night. In fact, me move the camp bed from the other room into the bedroom. At the foot of Scylla bed. This helps a little but didn’t remove it. But she manages to get some more sleep.
The next day was slow, together there wrote a few letters. By the end of the second day Scylla had finally been able to speak more open herself up to Olly. And soon realised that she should speak with someone that was outside the Collar family.
****
The day was late. Alder has been making herself busy all day. The last two days have been hard. With Quartermain in medical, still in a coma. Her biddies have been taking a few tasks from her.
“I need to speak with Petra”.
One of the biddies step out and take with the receptionist asking for them to call Petra to Alder office. With that done she returned.
After a short while Petra come in, she doesn’t normally knock unless she known other stuff members are there.
“Alder, you called”.
“I need your word that want I say, doesn’t step out of this room and that you will stop with trying to take my position but work with me and being my equal. Because right know, I stand alone”.
Her biddies stop their task and gather around her.
“you have my Witches oath; I will stand by you, but you have to be fully open with me as I with you”.
“first thing you need to know, Quartermain, is in the infirmary.”
With that the conversation expanded from there.
There talk for hours about how to rescue the Trim. There talk about how the Trim remember her of her first coven and family.
“I will check on Quartermain and take up any slack that is need. Don’t worry about that.”
By the sunrise Petra had learnt about Alder. And for ever changed her view on the further. And will never betray her again. There had said that weekly there should talk openly with each other. To relive pressure, form the world give them.
***
The next morning the day was bright. Even with the winter coming in.
Khalida took in the cold air into her lungs. Her mind was going over everything that she had spoken with Raelle about and want has happened in the last week. Her feet moved along with her thinking about where she was going. She was glad Adil was away with Abigail. So that she could just think, without a worried brother look over her. She only noticed that she was inside and outside Alder office once she looks up. She took a deep breath.
‘so, This day is the day, I’m taking Raelle advice.’ She said to herself.
There were a few questions she would like an answer to. So, she knocks on her door. One of the biddies, the oldest one, Margret opened the door for her. Khalida steps inside.
“Sarah Alder, I have matter to discuss with you”.
“and what is that” her defence fully up.
The last time there had spoken Khalida had damage Alder vocal cords. Which she needs to rest for nearly a week. And she really didn’t want to deal with someone who didn’t understand her.
She didn’t want her powers for the army. But to remember her family. The song that she has heard reminds her of home. Before everything went to s**t. When she made the army. When she was normal witch, with normal wishes.
“last time we spoke you were not so, kin on sharing”.
“well, I have spoken to something, and has help me see this in a different way. And also asked my to talk with you about your first coven. There said that, of late this have remained you of this time”.
Alder straightens in her stair. Know one had every spoken to her about her first coven. Or wish to know more. But this comes with a lot of pain.
“I don’t openly take about my first coven or the people before that. So, forgive me, for holding my tongue.”
“you misunderstood me, I wish to understand you better. I can see only me mentioning this typic is painful and hard. As leader to leader of these people, lets speak more on the same playing field”.
“I would like that”.
Alder stands and move to bookcase, “follow me, to more private area. So, I can feel able to meet your requirements”.
The bookcase creak open with a move of one of the books, just like the Scooby doo. Only two others outside her biddies were Quartermain and Petra. The room was built along side the construction in secret. Only two people know of the room and a few others. But there are long dead. This building has been around for over 100 years.
“very well”.
Alder step thought first, and Khalida followed right behind. As Alder turned to her, she spoke.
“your people are very similar to my own origin. Your songs are like my own. That I don’t use publicly or speak openly about.”
She said as Khalida closed the door to her secret room.
***
Petra walks into Alder office without knocking. One look and she know where she was. The biddies looked over to her. The oldest on Margert, step close to Petra.
“state your purpose”.
“I have new for Alder ears alone. But your more then welcome to hear too”.
She could stop the smile from appearing.
The biddies communicated with Alder. The bookcase opened up and once she was free, Petra didn’t wait long.
“Quartermain wake up”.