Fics like In the Warmth of Friends

And then Myka loses track of Helena for a second, less than a second, and the woman is gone. Myka looks around herself – they’re in the Hollywood sector. Myka immediately thinks of all the Wizard of Oz artifacts; wonders which of them Helena might have discovered to make the dreams she dared to dream really come true. Her brain presents her with a map of the sector and the shortest route to check them all. Then Myka hears the shrill whistle of a tea kettle – or Coffee Pot – and starts to run in that direction immediately, map and route forgotten. She rounds a corner and stops short – Helena is prone on the floor, Coffee Pot rolled out of her ungloved hand, hair spread out around her head like a halo, knees pointing to the right like the fast-forward on a stereo. There’s no ferret in sight but what there is, is a child sitting next to Helena, shaking her shoulder. Myka’s breath stops as surely as her feet did a moment ago. The child looks over her shoulder, eyes frantic, and says, “Mummy will not wake up,” and Myka regains control of her diaphragm and her legs and moves towards the girl at a pace somewhere between a rush and an ‘I don’t want to startle you’ approach.

Fics like In the Warmth of Friends

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