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Emails to Scott, Alison, and Madelyn

To: Summers, Scott
From: Braddock, Betsy
Subject: Checking In.

I thought I'd let you know I couldn't handle another moment of meditating. So, I'm off. I'm heading back home to see a friend and the boys, my brothers, before they send out a search party for me. I hope you're well and collected, still in one piece and all.

I'll still be in my hideaway in the city for another day ~~if you need me~~.

Cheers,
Betsy

To: Bartlett, Madelyn
From: Braddock, Betsy
Subject: Long time, no accidental trip to medlab?

How are things? Argh, that was a stupid thing to ask. What I meant to say is that I'm sure since my departure and with Nathan focused on fatherhood that no one else has managed to liven those hoity Victorian walls. At least, I hope not.

I've found my sense of humour, partly. It was tucked away behind a rather large stick up my arse, or so my psychiatrist is saying, or better yet, thinking.

It's odd what happens in the latter part of the evening. You get homesick. I'm not ready to come back, if ever, but I hadn't realised that I would miss it until now. I keep smiling everytime I think of you and Hank. All those redheads underground and underwraps, he must be thinking he did something right in his previous life.

Well, so you know, I'm heading out tomorrow for home, my real home. It's bout time I popped in for a visit. See you.

Cheers,
Betsy

To: Blaire, Alison
From: Braddock, Betsy
Subject: Still Here

I wanted to check in with you and Miles. I'm sorry for the way that I behaved before, but I needed some space and perspective. I'm sure life is churning around without me, as usual. And you're even enjoying yourself with that megalomaniac of yours. I hope you aren't angry with me, but if you were, you'd be justified.

I miss you.

Betsy

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To: [betsy]
From: [maddie]

I'd say you cursed us with saying that, but since th eexplosion's already happened, it wouldn't be fair. Not the school this time - a mission. _Big_ mission. So Nathan's flat on his back in medlab again, most of the staff are walking wounded and I've managed to have myself kicked out of medlab on account of a measly little dislocated shoulder.

Good thing we have Doctor Jean Grey to save the day. *eye rolls*

Don't mind me - just feeling a tad disgruntled about being replaced.

Any way, I'm glad you've found that sense of humour. I was going to suggest down the back of the couch, but anything that entails stick removal is a good thing. *grins*

Maddie.

Bloody hell. I'm not gone more than a week before you lot go gallavanting about. Still, it was a mission and all, I understand, but seriously, is...is everyone alright? For that matter, are you, dislocated shoulder sounds a bit tetchy and downright painful.

I won't admit that you on the flip side of things, healing, doesn't amuse me. I'm only glad that you're not too badly hurt. Besides, Nathan, who else suffered from the damage? I'm not dismissing the Grey factor, but I'd feel better if you were the one attending to everyone. Perhaps, I'm not one for change, but there could be other factors. So, don't apologize for being disgruntled, I understand. Absolutely.

And so you know, the whole stick removal bit was highly uncomfortable, shards and all.

Betsy

Well, you know this place - doesn't feel right unless there's something for us to stress over.

Everyone's all right, or will be - Nathan and Sam got the worst hurt with a few broken bones and a concussion for Sam, but we've got our handy little cheat in the form of Amanda speeding things up. I'll be fine, but you're not wrong about the tetchy. I've got Jubilee acting as my personal nurse until things settle but I keep forgetting I don't have two hands. Lorna's in the same boat as me with a broken shin as well, most of the others are just bruised and battered. Hank got stabbed in the calf, but it was a clean wound and it's healing well.

Scott dislocated his knee, just to be different. He's hobbling around on crutches now, complaining a lot, but actually in a lot better place mentally than he was last week. Having something else to do helps, I think.

As for the Grey factor... I'm trying not to feel too much like a spoilt brat who suddenly has to share, but... Argh. And she's so nice I don't really feel justified in the resentment. I've just heard so much about how wonderful she is, what a talented doctor, all the rest of it. Hank and Moira practically had the hushed tones you use for saints when they talked about her. And now she's back, and settling disturbingly well back into the medlab. Of course, that could be the pain and the boredom and the frustrating contributing too - I don't do rest that well.

And apparently it involves going insane. *head desks*

Change, and recovery, and the removal of sticks is never easy, but if it was easy, it wouldn't be so important, would it? Proud that you're making the effort, you know.

Maddie.

Good to hear it.

On a selfish note, where was Amanda while we were in training? I think we really could've used her during our field office days. But seriously, you're not the only one bored. I've spent the past few days trying to find my meditative center. I'm about to whack myself against the linoleum and hope for some fuzzy spots to look at. I'm joking, well, only partly.

So, since we've started discussing the Grey factor. This may sound a bit unethical from your end, but with our similar views on the state of things, I think you'd be the most objective. Would you be opposed to keeping an eye on things for me? I doubt I'd get the whole truth from the source.

I hope I'm not being too vague?

Seriously, Maddie, I think I'm giving myself a headache with all this double-talk. Please keep yourself together until you've healed and to keep you on your path, I'll entice you with a bit-by-by depiction of what I did to said psychiatrist after suggesting I get in touch with my inner child.

-Betsy

I'm American. We don't do sarcasm, remember? *innocent*

Re the Grey factor and looking after things: message received loud and clear. I was keeping an eye on a certain pool-playing Captain, but I'll let you know what's happening when I know it.

I'll be fine. Just a very strange day. Charles has invited me to tea tomorrow morning. *eeps*

Do I still get the depiction? I'm dying to know what you did to that poor shrink.

Maddie.

Right, and I'm the Marquis de Sade. Not really, but a funny image to lift your sedentary spirits.

Re: The Grey Factor. It's appreciated. I highly doubt he'd care for being spied after, but it soothes any concerns I may have for his safety.

And on Charles, I suggest avoiding the tea. Some say it contains properties that can make the drinker a bit more malleable, if you get my drift.

On my esteemed doctor and his thoughts on my health...all in due time, Mads. All in due time.

To: Braddock, Betsy
From: Blaire, Alison
Subject: Still here...

Why would I be angry with you?

Miles and I are doing fine, though the weekend wasn't... easy. I didn't have a megalomaniac stashed away last time I checked ~ should I be worried and cleaning out the closest?

Space and perspective. I know. I hope you're finding what you need, Betsy. That's all I ever hoped for. That and that you'd find happiness as well, or a path leading to it.

I miss you too.
Alison

Plenty of reasons, really, and I'm sorry for each one. The most prominent being my compulsion to go completely mental when things mattered.

From what I've picked up...about this past weekend, I'm glad you made it back. More like grateful. And yes, you've picked up a few things, a megalomaniac being one of them, your beau, but if he's stashed away in your closet that's none of my concern.

Yes, sadly. I believe I'm finding....something. I only hope that wherever I go, it will lead me somewhere more enticing than the states. How about the calm of the Canary Islands or the white sands of Bimini? A girl can dream, can't she?

I'm glad to hear it.

Love,
Betsy

Not angry. Just wanting you to find whatever it is you need, wherever it is you're looking. That's what matters to me.

I'm grateful for all of those who made it back, and glad I made it back as well. And wishing those who didn't had but... they'll be missed.

Mmm. Silly thing. He's not a megalomaniac. Doesn't fit the profile. ;) But my beau he is, and glad for it I am, as well.

Sadly? If you're headed for sandy beaches, well... let me know if you'll be ready for company at that point. Dreams were made to be sought after. It's what they're all about.

*hugs*

Love,
Alison

I'm relieved to hear that.

I meant sadly--in that I had to leave to find myself, or at least partly. There are other bits that I'm still missing, reassurances that I need before I can push past this particular point in my life.

If I seem silly to you, I must be on the right track. I'm only satisfied to hear that you and yours are well (as much as can be expected, considering).

I'm hoping you're inviting yourself because I'm concoting a plan. A plan based around the concept that if I'm anywhere near a beach, I better have you in tow. Sounds good? Maybe a while in the making, but a good thing to look forward to, n'est-ce pas?

Betsy

I'm glad to hear you're going home - I suspect it'll be good for you to see your brothers again, if nothing else. And the change of scenery probably couldn't hurt, either.

I'm... limping, at the moment. Short version - big mission that involved some fairly heavy fighting. I'll be hobbling around on crutches for a couple of weeks, but I'm pretty much intact. Although I'll be hearing from Haroun about how he saved my ass for the next year, I expect.

Safe trip, Betsy. Stay in touch?

Scott

Agreed. Getting out of dodge, as you Yanks say, is the general idea. I've gotten the gist of the big bada boom mission and I'm glad to hear that the team is still intact, Haroun included. His swaggering about always got under my skin, but he's an asset if he really did save your hide. Let him gloat. I'd say it's better than the alternative.

I will keep in touch. You do the same.

Betsy

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