Emails to Kurt, Alison, Angelo, Jubilee

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To: [human punching bag]
From: [horribly embarrassed]



In return for slugging you the other night, how about dinner sometime? In between crises, of course. *wry smile*

Maddie.

PS: I'm still angry. But I'm willing to try and start talking to the Man Upstairs again. Church tomorrow? Not the early service, I'm watching over Mick tonight.


To: [firefly]
From: [maddie]



Hey,

When you've got a minute or three, want to come down and visit? Mick's... well, he's not great, but there's hope there. And I could use the company. And so could you, I think.

Maddie.

PS: Haroun's been down for filtering twice in the last couple of days. You're holding out on the gossip front, aren't you?



To: [angelo]
From: [madelyn]



I'm planning on going to the mid-morning church service tomorrow. Want to come along?

Madelyn.



To: [firecracker]
From: [overworked]



Apologies for blowing you off the other day, kiddo. It's been a crappy week, and my head was not in the good place. Can I interest you in a trip to the mall later this week? I need to do some clothes shopping and I'm willing to treat you something insanely sugary as a peace-offering. Or you could pop down for a visit - I'm on call tonight, so I'm in the medlab for the duration.

Mads.

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Subject: Gah. Gushing. When did I turn into a teenage girl?

[x-madelyn.livejournal.com]

To: [entirely forgiven]
From: [the best at what I do]

(Think Logan will come after me for breach of copyright?)

(It's been a shitty... unspecified time period. I worry. You know that. Amanda should be able to help some, if I can't. Can't have bruising getting in the way of snuggling now, can we?)

Gah. Hank's going to pitch a fit when he sees all these. Or not - I think he hooked the computers down here to NASA for extra memory space or something. Still, I hope Mick appreciates it - he needs something to focus on other than the mess in his head. Which is why I knocked him out tonight. He needed breathing space.

You know, the music business is the polar opposite to the Bureau. You tend to forget you're female at all - if anything, you downplay it, in order to be taken seriously in the boy's club. But yes, Issues are evil and sometimes require exorcism.

And you forgot the incredible part. Nothing to do with how you look, but what you _are_. An incredible, strong, brave, amusing and smart woman who just happens to look very nice in a little black dress. ;)

There's less fumbling than you thnk. And Miles is indeed a pretty special kid. It's amazing how well he's come through a hellish childhood, how much he's progressing _now_. Does the heart good to see it. Especially lately.

The guys at the Bureau know me as the eternal tomboy. Beer drinking, pool playing, she who always wears sensible shoes... Oh God, I sound like that Sandra Bullock character in "Miss Congeniality" Not that bad. But to hear me giggling and cooing over a friend's new boyfriend? Instant heart attacks. And lots of mocking.

First Scott, then Nathan, now you. It's a conspiracy, I tell you.

Maddie.

PS: She might require ID before she lets you in at this rate. ;)

Subject: You're just missing the pink barettes and the glitter nail polish now... ;)

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To: [gushing teenage girl]
From: [going very limp and lazy here]

(You'll have time to run, considering the furball is still in Canada. Head start and all.)

(Yeah. We're both worry warts. And it's only bruising, really, nothing more than that. The leathers dampen things a lot.)

Hank? Naw, he'll know it was me, no problem there, he's used to me taking up a lot of space one way or another, music wise. And good. Mick should get some rest and space and pretty much anything he wants.

Huh. Yeah, I can see where it'd be like that - the Good Ole Boys' Club thing. We've got variations on that in the music biz too. And then other clubs. Heh. ...no exorcisms! Sorry, reflex. Yana induced. ;)

I... have Issues with being told I'm incredible and all that stuff? But I'll take it like a woman and say thank you. *nods* Thank you.

I don't know - he seems happy though and he hasn't pulled the "what DO you think you're doing anyway?" look on me in a while now. It still baffles me how he can progress so fast, but I'm not complaining. We're still getting some pretty hair raising stories from him now and then, at the sessions with Samson. One day, I'm going to find the owner of that freak show. I hope someone's there to hold me back from doing something too permanent.

I'm not going to quote at you from that movie. For now. I'm too mellow. But it may come back to haunt you, yes. ;)

Ha! Betcha it doesn't stop with me! ;)

Alison

PS: Wah! Not funny! And she's been sneaking Alex in for ages, so there. Nyah!