"Up the airy mountain, down the rushing glen, we daren't go a-hunting for fear of little men."
Hellboy knew this little poem forwards and back…well maybe not back, but he knew it forward. His father had beat the poem into his skull. And he never forgot it, Abe knew it too. Now Abe, he knew it forwards and back. He had proved this many times to Hellboy. And just because he was bored one Sunday morning, Hellboy had taught it to Liz. About two months before she left again of course.
Hellboy had asked his father once after he had it memorized, why he HAD to memorize it. His father had said, "It is a fine piece of literature, and you never know if you'll need it in the future." Hellboy never bothered to ask again. He would just get the same answer.
Now standing in front of the hospital where Liz was staying, maybe she would know what the poem meant. He looked around and spotted a plastic covered tree to the right of the entrance of the hospital.( to his left though ) He moved behind it quickly and quietly. He heard the front door open and peeked around to see, it was her, she looked so tired and drained of energy. He hated to see her this way. It made him angry that he couldn't do anything. 'Wait…if I can get her back to the B.P.R.D she can get better! Yeah…yeah I have to try at least.'
He held out his arm and rattled the beers he had just snatched up. " I brought beer." Liz smiled a bit and turned in the direction of his voice. She saw his arm and grimaced, " Oh Red, your arm." She spoke worriedly. Hellboy looked over at his left arm, he'd forgotten about his injury. He snapped his arm back down. " You better get that looked at." Liz continued, she didn't like to see how hurt he would get because of his job. She moved closer to see but stopped when he put his arm down.
Hellboy stepped out of his plastic encased hiding spot. He didn't look at her directly. He had been nervous around her for as long as he had known her. At first because he didn't want her to see him. Later on because he had fallen head-over-heels for her, and acted like a kid with a crush. And he was in now way a kid. " I wanted to see ya." he said quietly in his gruff voice. Liz nodded and turned to a bench on the other side of the courtyard. She walked slowly to it, and he of course followed.