home reunion | nessa&flynn [pre-93rd]

nessa garner

Good things never seemed to happen anymore. 

I used to think that things would return to normal once Flynn came back home. But each year he left, and each year he came back home with more dark circles under his eyes. Skinner. Sadder. 

Today was supposed to be simple. Take a gift to Grandpa. It was his birthday. I had been excited to go because Grandpa always gave me sweets when he thought no one was looking. Though lately things had changed with him too. He spent more and more time locked away in that stupid lab of his. Just like Flynn, the bags under his eyes had grown. Though, unlike Flynn, his skin sagged more, with too many wrinkles for me to count. 

We had just given grandpa is birthday gift when things started going wrong. I remember hands grabbing my by the shoulders, peacekeepers had filled into the room and threats had been thrown. There was a needle at my throat. And grandpa had had a hold of Flynn, I had thought that maybe he was hugging him at first, and maybe I had read the room wrong, but then a needle was at Flynns throat and I was getting pissed off. 

Flynn was an annoying know it all. He was bossy and he found a way to lecture me about every stupid little thing. 

And sure I gave him a hard time, because thats what little sisters were supposed to do.

And I couldn't fully understand everything that had happened to him.

But grandpa was being kind of a dick. 

Thats when I head tried to wiggle my way out of the hold I was in, catching an elbow to the face, it had caused the crowd around me and Dorothy to start moving. I don't think I fully understood the severity of the situation, because as soon as the elbow found my nose all hell broke loose and I was shoved to the ground, grandpa's lackey had tried to make a run for it. Instantly a peacekeeper had grabbed me, dragging me out of reach. 

They had taken me to the hospital then. Mum had been called and I had sat there is silence as they cleaned up my face. Mum had tried to ask me questions, but I had not heard them. I could still see Grandpa with the needle pressed against Flynn's throat. Why? Grandpa had always been kind to me. He had always made sure that whenever I came around to the lab that he would have my favourite flavoured cupcakes, vanilla with strawberry frosting. 

I was so sick of things changing. 

Once they had cleared me I had snuck away whilst mum was talking with the doctor. She could yell at me later. I guess not everything had changed. 

It doesn't take me long until I am home. At my real home, the house that looked exactly as it had before Flynn had come home. I hadn't been home since mum had forced us to move out. Dust coated the counter tops, and there was staleness to the air. But it was home.

Suddenly the door behind me is pushed open and I half expected Mum come barging in, screaming and shouting but instead it is Flynn. He moves into the house like a whirlwind, and I break into a grin for the first time in days. He looked just like her, his face frantic, easing a little once they landed on me. Instantly he sweeps me into a rib crushing hug and I squirm in his arms, "Flynn! Let me go-"

"I am so glad you are okay," he exclaims and my resistance to his hold eases. 

"I'm okay." I confirm, and for the first time in a long time I wrap my arms around him, hugging him tightly. "I'm okay," I repeat, my voice cracking slightly. The events of the last few days were only just catching up, and I still couldn't really understand what had just happened. "Dorothy... She is fine. With mum, I think." I pull back from Flynn, frowning up at him, "what the hell is going on?"