The Real power of a Healer

Motherland: Fort Salem (TV)
F/F
F/M
Multi
G
The Real power of a Healer
Summary
Raelle is a healer from the Cession. With the weight on her shoulder she joins the Military. Over the time in basic training she fall in love, meets her unit. And secrets that have been buried come to light. Some more painful then others.This fan fiction starts with the Bellweather wedding and will end at the graduation. My time line is a bit different longer.
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Truth be told

“you’re going to ok, Tally”.
Raelle said, as she laid on her bed, her face was toward the wall her left arm dinging down of the side of the bed. Tally was still on Abigail bed. Abigail beside her, there had been talking for some time when Raelle said this. They look over at Raelle, as there take her in, there both of the noticed Raelle knuckles.
Tally grasp on seeing her hand, and finally finding her feet, stand up, walks over to Raelle, and check her hand over. Raelle rolled over and just stares at her thought tried eyes.
“what happened.” Her voice laced with worry.
“nothing” Raelle said, to tried to have this conversation after nearly two hours talking with Tally about her mother.
“it not nothing” she turns look at Abigail, “can you get the wet cloth please”. She turns back as Abigail jump up to get said cloth.
Tally get down to Raelle eye level, “please tell me.”
With a soft groan, Raelle pushes herself up into a sitting position. Tally only letting her hand go, allowing Raelle to move easier. Once settle she lets out a little air. Almost a sigh.
“I got into a fight, well not really a fight, more like I allowed them to get a few hits in. Before there step over the line and I took them out”.
“you allowed yourself to get hurt, why”.
Raelle rubbed her face; she really didn’t want to talk about her issues. But half a sleep and mentally drain. She couldn’t stop herself from slipping up.
“do I really have to talk about this” her last-ditch effect to divert the conversation.
Tally know this straight away. “you can tell us, what going on”.
“you want understand.” Her eyes tearing up.
“my mother is forcing me to get married, have a kid and return home or she will disown me. Remove my name form the family line. Disinheriting me. I will be unable to return home if she does. Try me.”
“I had a mission” she whispered out.
If she wasn’t a witch, she would have missed it. Abagail walked over and handed the wet cloth to Tally and a dry one as well.
“Thanks Abi’s.”
Tally take Raelle hand once again and began to clean the wound. Making Raelle wince, from it.
“you know, my shiner mark, my last seal, hold back just how much pain I am in”.
“that doesn’t make sense Shitbird”.
“I am in pain every day, every minute of said day. My shiner mark disconnects my from that pain. Sometime things happen, I can feel that pain, but only for a brief moment before my mark adjusts.”
Done with the wet cloth, Tally could tell Raelle middle finger and index finger had small cut along them. she could also tell that her Pinky was broken. She looks at Abigail her hand. She looks at her hand wide eye.
“does that not hurt”.
Raelle looks at her hand, noticed her finger was broken and quite simply adjust it back to look normal. Popping the bone back in place.
“I allow them, to hurt me. Not bully me. Thing there said hurt more than any injure I can get after the slumber party. But sometimes I need to feel, and It too risky to remove my final seal of my shiner mark.”
“ok, that I understand” Tally said.
“we really need to sleep, not sure about you guys but I am wiped”. Abigail said. Yawning.
“fine, but you guys are sleep in this bed” Raelle said leaving no room to argue.

With a little giggle from Tally. Abigail gets up and stretch a little. While Tally dry of Raelle hand and check her lip that she just noticed as well. She could tell it wasn’t bad and quickly put the cloth of into laundry bin.

Upon return Raelle was laying down on the left side furthest into the bed. On making eye contact gesturing for her to lay down in the middle. With Abigail on the outside. Knowing she sometime get overwhelmed and feels trap. Her own PTSD of the wedding. Allowing her to get out of the bed quickly if said happened.
Both of the climb inside the bed, the light of. Raelle moved around a little before resting her head on Tally chest. Getting a giggle form Abigail on seeing it. Tally on the other hand just rest her hand on Raelle back. This may not be the first time there had lay together.

***

Izadora paced around. “we need to discuss, my thought with Raelle.”
Alder stands from her chair.
“I will have her come to my office, after my morning briefing. Bring your information”.
And with that simply left. It was late, her biddies needed their rest.
Izadora didn’t care about that; this was far more important that sleeping.

****

Morning came around quickly. Raelle jolted up right almost hitting Tally jaw. Her body was shaking and covered in sweet. She looks around and noticed Abigail trying to be quite while she is getting changed. She hadn’t noticed her jolting awake. She watched for a second before saying in a whisper.
“where you are going, Abi’s”.
With a smile state and without turning around, “Bells is training me, so I can beat your ass.”
“good, know go know, see for breakfast”.
Abigail takes that and quickly get dress and leave saying she will see them later.

Raelle stays upright. Her body not yet calm. Tally sit up as soon as the door closes. And pulls Raelle into her arms and after a moment like this. Guild Raelle back down, her head once again resting against Tally chest.
“how long have you known.”
“that you have nightmare or that you just wake up know. Well jolted awake.”
“Both.”
She held her a little tighter, “well, I noticed it about a few days before the wedding. You wouldn’t sleep at night, in your free time, you would lay outside somewhat a crewed area and sleep. Then with everything with Scylla it got worse, you do sleep know but. Like last night, you have to be very tried to allow it.”
Tear filled Raelle eyes. She really hates that she so weak.
“you’re not weak, You have PTSD and want ever triggered. Your still in the middle of it. I don’t think I could handle what you go though.”
With a wet chuckle Raelle response, “same with your situation.”
Tally chuckle under her. She quickly become serious has her mind wondered.
“you need to talk to someone it could help. There could found a solution or at least come down your symptoms.”
“yea, there a Lt. That helping. I saw them last night before I found you. We talk a lot.”
“that why you were so quickly wiped-out last night. I wouldn’t have guessed.”
Tally moved Raelle hair out of her face before kissing her forehead. Getting a small smile from Raelle.
“I do have a question thought, it might be hard to answer.”
“right now, I could answer anything.”
With a little smile, “does your partners know”.

That got Raelle chuckling loudly. She couldn’t help it.
“what” Tally said have serious but with a big, grin dimples on display.
“Scylla my girlfriend but Libba my partner. There is a difference”.
“what the difference”.
“a partner for me is someone I mostly have sex with or deep a conversation with. It depends on the other person. Scylla get all of me. And is my first choose with anything. Which I need to readjust this with them but that how it stands right know.”
“wow, I didn’t know that what are we.”
“that depend on you, what do you want”.
She thought for a second before coming up with her answer. “I think sister. But we cuddle sometime.”
“don’t say anything but I cuddle my brother sometime.”

There carried on talking for a little bit. Raelle mostly taking about her cluster of relationship. And that Toot, was also apart of her people. At some point there fall back to sleep, it still three hours before having to get up normally.

****

Abigail spin her scrouge above her head and around her body hitting the target. This getting a good momentum, to make the hot strong. Making the target creak in two.
“that good strike” Bells says while he checks the target over. It too dark, to train outside. So, there are training within a main, training room. with permission from Petra Bellweather.
“I do have one question, have you tried to do that move, while fighting opponent.”
“no, not yet.”
“well, you day has just turned around” he says with a grin.

“first rule, no working. My reasoning behind this, what if you lost your voice. And second, don’t worry about hurting me. This is combat training, in the real world, you might not hesitate to hurt, or take down your opponent.” He looks at her closely.
“I know what that like” her voice small as she remembers the wedding and what it was like. And her cousin Charvel. Tear started to from in her eyes.
He walks over to her and placed his hand on her shoulder.
“talk to me, don’t bottle it up.”
“I tell my guard down and my Cousin Charvel was killed, and I was close to death too.”
“I heard about that, I am deeply sorry that occurred to you.” He looks her straight in the eye “So, tell train so that there can’t get other upper hand and you can tell me all about Charvel.”
He steps away and pick up a training Scrouge, “remember the rules”.
“yea, first no work, second, don’t hesitate.”
“good, and my third, tell me a story of Charvel”.

And with that the fighting begin, Abigail always on the back foot. But for Bells he could see that talking about Charvel was healing her. Just the way he planned.

***

Silver paced around his office, unsure what his new plan would come into action.

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