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The blonde pulled herself up out of the pool with grace and stood up, her light hair now dark and pushed back from her face with being wet. “Anytime, you know that I’d do anything for any of you” she then pasued and took a heavy breath, having been expecting it “It was all I had…They would have killed you otherwise” she defended.

"i know exactly what would have happened to me if you hadn’t stepped in.” her voice was soft, the understanding of the situation shining through as her guard began to drop. eve sighed, lightly shaking her head. “but that was so reckless, lib... you know i have all the faith in the world in that girl, but that was too much. and too soon. what if things had gone differently? she would have died along with me and all of it would have been for nothing.” it stung to think about anything happening to angel, much less the thought of her dead. and it wouldn’t have been liberty’s fault. it would have been hers for being so foolish with her parole. she should have been more careful. deep down, she couldn’t help but feel responsible. even with reason telling her that it was out of her control. “please, don’t ever risk someone else’s life for mine. not yours, not angels, not anyone. if i’m ever in that position again, do everything you can to remember there’s a much bigger picture. can you promise me that?”

Liberty came up from under the water, having been sat at the bottom of the pool in the tower yard, trying to collect her thoughts. The blonde came over to the edge and smiled at the sight of the red head “Eve” she breathed “I’m so sorry I didn’t help you sooner” she sighed, draping her arms on the pool side. “Truly”

she felt a certain animosity toward seeing liberty. while she was grateful for her sacrifices, she was less than pleased by her methods and how she handled the situation. especially considering how much she cared for angel. “i heard about everything you’ve done for me. i want to thank you for that.” she paused, her arms folding over her chest. “but what the hell were you thinking, liberty?”

eve had felt safer at home than she did anywhere else. she knew the stay wasn’t permanent, but she didn’t feel like returning to her apartment just yet. she couldn’t handle the silence. or being alone. after everything, she needed her family. even if that meant just being around them. she had been staying in her old room, diana right by her side all the while, a warm feeling of nostalgia hitting her every time she walked past old photographs. she stirred in the night, her nightly routine of waking and making her way to the bathroom for a glass of water had been perfected to an art. eve was walking back to her room when she heard movement from behind the door, cautiously moving it open to reveal her sister, now awake and looking alarmed. “hey, peanut.” her voice was gentle, mouth curved into a soft smile. “i’m sorry, did i wake you?”

“My darling, oh look at you, oh you’re safe. Let me look at you” Fawna sobbed, completely knocking down her walls when she saw her youngest daughter, the older woman running over to Eve and cupping her cheeks “I’m so sorry, If I said anything to you that made you leave that day-” she trailed off and then sniffled. “I’m so sorry baby…”

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from the second she saw her mother, she felt as though she could finally breathe again. she didn’t need to be strong. she didn’t need to hold it together. everything came crashing down, but she felt safe. for the first time since being out of the society’s clutches. eve inhaled deeply, reminding herself that she was out of that place. that her mother was there, she was okay, and it wasn’t going to change any time soon. “i was on parole, mom.” eve laughed weakly through her tears, finding comfort in her mother’s touch. “it’s okay. i’d never leave because of you.”

it wasn’t news that eve had been different since she’d been handed back by the society. she wasn’t herself. some of her nerve persisted, her fighting spirit. she wanted to be anywhere but where she was. she wanted to be helping people, helping her friends. she was no use to anyone as she was now, sitting in the lab and away from the action. the villains made sure of that.

they left her with a collar around her neck, keeping her restrained even after she was freed. it was a smart tactic. make sure she couldn’t retaliate, that she wouldn’t push back against their advances and terror. it made sure that, for the time being, eve was no threat. she was powerless. one wrong move would be the end of her and she was sure, without a doubt in her mind, that they knew what they were doing by sending her back in these conditions.

“It really isn’t a matter of what you have, more like what you can do,” Allendra moved close enough for Eve to feel the flames, “And I like watching people squirm,” She purred.