[open] And the nights, they last forever...

[the_horror]

WHO: The Hargreeves + Guests
WHERE: Various Cities
WHEN: Month of May
WHAT: Mass log of idiots to keep from flooding others. A log for all things Hargreeves, their Adventures, and those trying to befriend them.
WARNINGS: Obligatory CW for: drugs, alcohol, mentions of death, and mentions of child abuse. You know, the normal things.

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[numberthree]

Ben looks so stricken that Allison can't entirely tell what her reaction even is once the first shock and anger flashes as bright as it can at the surprise of him being there all along. Then it's met too fast with Ben's misery and shame, and Klaus' hurt-confusion, which was all too fast followed with Luther's voice. All stern business.

And something slides sideways, uncertain and possessive as she looks between her brothers, one in the bed and one in the corner, on the way to Luther, who is still serious about them leaving and the stray thought that hits hard isn't about here and now. It's that she's glad she never had to wake up alone in the medical room. She never even had to question where he was, where else he might have chosen to be or had to, when she opened her eyes.

Until now. Just now.

When it had seemed if anyone else would have understood that kind of choice without having to think about it, it would have been Ben and Klaus. Waking up to Luther already there in the hospital wing. Luther, who refused to even consider leaving her alone the rest of that day and night, even when she wouldn't look at him, talk to him, listen to him. That she'd gone to him the first moment she could the even earlier morning, after what happened after the psycho attacked them, and the chandelier fell.

Things might not be fixed between them (yet?), but they weren't ... whatever this was. Between Klaus and Ben.
There were some doubts Allison didn't have about Luther, or herself, at all where it came to things like this.

Ben had been here -- without letting Klaus know, or any of them -- but he'd still been here. In the room.

She didn't know what it all meant yet. But it was something both less than her own waking like this, and not nothing, too. Because he wasn't actually somewhere else. He hadn't ignored it. There was something else. That something else was wrong. She didn't know what it was. But it lay in that silence and sadness on Ben's miserable expression. She tried to catch his eye for a second, something not angry, complicated and concerned there, before she nodded and turned to walk out after Deigo.