Straight from the heart
1 By Nova 2002
Author's note: I love the ND/MM pairing, so I'm adding one to the growing stories that is all for it. Some parts in this story have my character, Angela McMallard, in it. I'm not sure if I'm posting an introductory story on Angela or not. This story's an experiment, helping me to determine if I'll put anymore Mighty Duck stories up.
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Mallory tossed and turned, finding that she couldn't fall asleep. A lot of things had been on her mind and she needed to speak to someone, to let out all the restlessness that she felt. Sitting up, she moved the bed sheets off her legs and slung her feet off the side of the bed.
Not bothering to turn on any lights, she moved to the door, opened the door and walked though it, the door closing automatically. She needed to find someone near by, someone who would listen.
She walked for a couple minutes and found a door, it being Nosedive's dorm. Sighing, she knocked on the door. Inside his dorm, Nosedive heard the knocking. Groaning, he took the pillow out from under his head and covered his ears, annoyed.
"Go away! I'm tryin' to sleep." Dive said in his sleep.
"I need to talk to you." Mal said.
"Mal?" Dive asked, his eyes shooting open.
"No, it's the ice cream man, of course it's me! I need to talk to you." Mal insisted.
"Fine, I'm getting up." Dive said.
He staggered to the door and opened it.
"I know it's late at night, but I can't get to sleep. I need to speak with you." Mal said, coming in.
"Just come in whenever you feel like it." Dive said, still annoyed a little bit.
"Sorry Nosedive." Mal said as she sat down on the foot of his bed.
"So, what do you need to talk to me about?" Dive asked, returning to the bed.
"It's what I'm going to tell you. I need to get this off my mind." Mal said.
"Then tell me. I'm all ears." Dive said.
Mal lowered her head a little and sighed. She lifted her head to meet his gaze.
"Have you ever felt, different, since we arrived here two years ago?" Mal asked.
"Not really." Nosedive replied. "Why? Do you?" He asked.
"Kind of. Somehow, I felt that by rescuing Angela from Dragaunus and bringing her back into my life would fill the void I have inside. It hasn't, but I feel that I need something else." Mal replied solemnly.
"What would that be?" Dive asked.
"I just don't know." Mal replied, lying on her side. "I felt that if I just talk with someone, I'd know what's missing."
"We'll talk for as long as you feel like." Dive said, pausing. "Until we find whatever it is that you feel is missing."
"I feel that you've matured since we were formally introduced." Mal said, tracing the design on bed quilt.
Dive chuckled.
"I can't say matured." Dive said. "But I grew up a little."
"I guess I can give you that much." Mal said. "You would have thrown me out by now." She added, a little smile showing.
"I'm not that cruel." Dive said. "You needed to talk to someone, and people wouldn't have opened their doors for you."
"You wouldn't!" Mal said with a hearty laugh.
"I did, didn't I?" Dive asked.
"I guess you do have some kinda heart." Mal replied.
"I have a big heart. Considering what happened to me though childhood." Dive said.
"You never told me about your childhood." Mal said.
"I thought Angie would have told you, or at least one of your brothers." Dive said.
"They felt it wouldn't have been my business. Plus, we had problems of our own." Mal said, averting her eyes again to the bed spread.
Dive gasped.
"What kind of problems?" Dive asked.
"I thought you'd know by now." Mal said. "You and Angie have been friends since you two were in diapers."
"She wouldn't tell me. She only told me a little bit, because I kept on buggin' her until she told me, so I would stop annoying her so much." Dive said. "What happened to you?"
"Well, in my family, there were three sons and two daughters, Angie and me being the last two. Their names were, or are, because I don't know if they're still alive, the names were Adien, Brent and Drake. When my mother died of cancer, Angie and I were very young, and Adien, Brent and Drake took over. Brent protected Angie, because they were close and Adien protected me for the same reasons. Drake didn't know what to do. Four years later, my father died in a car accident, leaving us to fend for ourselves. When the government found out that our parents had died, they swooped in and put us to separate foster homes. Since Adien and Brent were of age, they tried to get guardianship of us, but they failed." Mal replied.
"I only remember one of the three brothers, Brent." Dive said. "As I remember, you and Angie were put in foster home together."
"They didn't dare separate Angela and me because we were so young." Mal said. "They couldn't get guardianship because they couldn't hold a job long enough to have a steady flow of income. So, after the boys graduated, Brent went into the Military, Adien went into the Air Force and Drake went into the Navy. Angie and I were moved from foster home to foster home, like you and Wildwing. There were two particular houses we had lived in, those parents would beat us, and made us do crap for them; one of our foster fathers even went as far as raping both of us. Brent and Adien heard about what was happening, they told the head of the local child services and demanded that we were to be moved to a safer foster home." She added.
"What happened next?" Dive asked.
Mallory drew in a deep breath before continuing.
"They did nothing!" Mal replied, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Those so- called case-workers let them beat us! When Angel and I heard their solution, we couldn't believe it. When our brothers came to check up on us, we'd beg them to let us stay with them. Drake said that they were trying their hardest to help us. The next year, we ended up right back where we started, the orphanage. That's what the courts thought would be a great solution. Yeah right."
"Why do you say that?" Dive asked.
"The older kids would pick on us and beat the crap out of us. That same year, Brent married and had twins. All his attention was either focused on his children or the army. Angela was heartbroken. Drake took his place, but they would argue all the time, keeping me awake at night. One night, he hit Angie unintentionally. I went right to her aid and defended her, I yelled at him, telling him to take a hike. Without a word, Drake left and never came back. We still don't know what happened to Adien." Mal said.
"Oh my god." Dive breathed in response.
"When I turned seventeen and Angela turned sixteen, we decided to stay with Aunt Analisa and Uncle Gabriel. With their help, we got trauma counseling. The little counseling I received helped me. I got more counseling than Angie did, which in my opinion did her no good. I decided to go into the military right after I graduated. I knew that Angela would be safe with Analisa, I so wrong. They kicked her out of the house a couple of months after I left. I focused on my commando training, thinking that my sister would be safe with them." Mal said.
"I remember that, because Angel stayed with us, even though Cassias objected, the reason being that my brother was dating your sister." Dive said. "He was afraid that they would sleep together, and that Wildwing would get Angela pregnant. So he monitored them."
"I never saw my sister again until we rescued her from Dragaunus. I felt guilty. Angela has told me that she has forgiven me, she doesn't know why, but she has." Mal said.
Nosedive sat there, dumbfounded.
"Why didn't you tell anyone what you told me?" Dive asked.
"It wouldn't have mattered." Mal replied.
"It would have." Dive said, pausing. "How do you feel?"
"I feel better, a little." Mal replied. "I think I just need someone to talk to, like a friend."
"We are friends, kinda." Dive said.
"I guess we are." Mal said with a yawn.
She got up off the bed and gave Nosedive a hug, surprising him a little.
"Thanks." Mal said.
"For what?" Dive asked.
"For listening." Mal replied.
"I'm always next door if you need an amigo to talk with. You can tell me about almost everything, but none of the girly crap." Dive said.
"I will." Mal said.
Mal walked out of the room and back to hers, getting into bed and finally getting to sleep. Nosedive couldn't though. Questions crossed his mind, like, why would Mallory want to speak to him? Why was she being this open with him? Questions he needed answered, but in the morning. Nosedive closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
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Hope you like it! This is just chapter one. I'm working on chapter two and it'll be up soon!
1 By Nova 2002
Author's note: I love the ND/MM pairing, so I'm adding one to the growing stories that is all for it. Some parts in this story have my character, Angela McMallard, in it. I'm not sure if I'm posting an introductory story on Angela or not. This story's an experiment, helping me to determine if I'll put anymore Mighty Duck stories up.
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Mallory tossed and turned, finding that she couldn't fall asleep. A lot of things had been on her mind and she needed to speak to someone, to let out all the restlessness that she felt. Sitting up, she moved the bed sheets off her legs and slung her feet off the side of the bed.
Not bothering to turn on any lights, she moved to the door, opened the door and walked though it, the door closing automatically. She needed to find someone near by, someone who would listen.
She walked for a couple minutes and found a door, it being Nosedive's dorm. Sighing, she knocked on the door. Inside his dorm, Nosedive heard the knocking. Groaning, he took the pillow out from under his head and covered his ears, annoyed.
"Go away! I'm tryin' to sleep." Dive said in his sleep.
"I need to talk to you." Mal said.
"Mal?" Dive asked, his eyes shooting open.
"No, it's the ice cream man, of course it's me! I need to talk to you." Mal insisted.
"Fine, I'm getting up." Dive said.
He staggered to the door and opened it.
"I know it's late at night, but I can't get to sleep. I need to speak with you." Mal said, coming in.
"Just come in whenever you feel like it." Dive said, still annoyed a little bit.
"Sorry Nosedive." Mal said as she sat down on the foot of his bed.
"So, what do you need to talk to me about?" Dive asked, returning to the bed.
"It's what I'm going to tell you. I need to get this off my mind." Mal said.
"Then tell me. I'm all ears." Dive said.
Mal lowered her head a little and sighed. She lifted her head to meet his gaze.
"Have you ever felt, different, since we arrived here two years ago?" Mal asked.
"Not really." Nosedive replied. "Why? Do you?" He asked.
"Kind of. Somehow, I felt that by rescuing Angela from Dragaunus and bringing her back into my life would fill the void I have inside. It hasn't, but I feel that I need something else." Mal replied solemnly.
"What would that be?" Dive asked.
"I just don't know." Mal replied, lying on her side. "I felt that if I just talk with someone, I'd know what's missing."
"We'll talk for as long as you feel like." Dive said, pausing. "Until we find whatever it is that you feel is missing."
"I feel that you've matured since we were formally introduced." Mal said, tracing the design on bed quilt.
Dive chuckled.
"I can't say matured." Dive said. "But I grew up a little."
"I guess I can give you that much." Mal said. "You would have thrown me out by now." She added, a little smile showing.
"I'm not that cruel." Dive said. "You needed to talk to someone, and people wouldn't have opened their doors for you."
"You wouldn't!" Mal said with a hearty laugh.
"I did, didn't I?" Dive asked.
"I guess you do have some kinda heart." Mal replied.
"I have a big heart. Considering what happened to me though childhood." Dive said.
"You never told me about your childhood." Mal said.
"I thought Angie would have told you, or at least one of your brothers." Dive said.
"They felt it wouldn't have been my business. Plus, we had problems of our own." Mal said, averting her eyes again to the bed spread.
Dive gasped.
"What kind of problems?" Dive asked.
"I thought you'd know by now." Mal said. "You and Angie have been friends since you two were in diapers."
"She wouldn't tell me. She only told me a little bit, because I kept on buggin' her until she told me, so I would stop annoying her so much." Dive said. "What happened to you?"
"Well, in my family, there were three sons and two daughters, Angie and me being the last two. Their names were, or are, because I don't know if they're still alive, the names were Adien, Brent and Drake. When my mother died of cancer, Angie and I were very young, and Adien, Brent and Drake took over. Brent protected Angie, because they were close and Adien protected me for the same reasons. Drake didn't know what to do. Four years later, my father died in a car accident, leaving us to fend for ourselves. When the government found out that our parents had died, they swooped in and put us to separate foster homes. Since Adien and Brent were of age, they tried to get guardianship of us, but they failed." Mal replied.
"I only remember one of the three brothers, Brent." Dive said. "As I remember, you and Angie were put in foster home together."
"They didn't dare separate Angela and me because we were so young." Mal said. "They couldn't get guardianship because they couldn't hold a job long enough to have a steady flow of income. So, after the boys graduated, Brent went into the Military, Adien went into the Air Force and Drake went into the Navy. Angie and I were moved from foster home to foster home, like you and Wildwing. There were two particular houses we had lived in, those parents would beat us, and made us do crap for them; one of our foster fathers even went as far as raping both of us. Brent and Adien heard about what was happening, they told the head of the local child services and demanded that we were to be moved to a safer foster home." She added.
"What happened next?" Dive asked.
Mallory drew in a deep breath before continuing.
"They did nothing!" Mal replied, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Those so- called case-workers let them beat us! When Angel and I heard their solution, we couldn't believe it. When our brothers came to check up on us, we'd beg them to let us stay with them. Drake said that they were trying their hardest to help us. The next year, we ended up right back where we started, the orphanage. That's what the courts thought would be a great solution. Yeah right."
"Why do you say that?" Dive asked.
"The older kids would pick on us and beat the crap out of us. That same year, Brent married and had twins. All his attention was either focused on his children or the army. Angela was heartbroken. Drake took his place, but they would argue all the time, keeping me awake at night. One night, he hit Angie unintentionally. I went right to her aid and defended her, I yelled at him, telling him to take a hike. Without a word, Drake left and never came back. We still don't know what happened to Adien." Mal said.
"Oh my god." Dive breathed in response.
"When I turned seventeen and Angela turned sixteen, we decided to stay with Aunt Analisa and Uncle Gabriel. With their help, we got trauma counseling. The little counseling I received helped me. I got more counseling than Angie did, which in my opinion did her no good. I decided to go into the military right after I graduated. I knew that Angela would be safe with Analisa, I so wrong. They kicked her out of the house a couple of months after I left. I focused on my commando training, thinking that my sister would be safe with them." Mal said.
"I remember that, because Angel stayed with us, even though Cassias objected, the reason being that my brother was dating your sister." Dive said. "He was afraid that they would sleep together, and that Wildwing would get Angela pregnant. So he monitored them."
"I never saw my sister again until we rescued her from Dragaunus. I felt guilty. Angela has told me that she has forgiven me, she doesn't know why, but she has." Mal said.
Nosedive sat there, dumbfounded.
"Why didn't you tell anyone what you told me?" Dive asked.
"It wouldn't have mattered." Mal replied.
"It would have." Dive said, pausing. "How do you feel?"
"I feel better, a little." Mal replied. "I think I just need someone to talk to, like a friend."
"We are friends, kinda." Dive said.
"I guess we are." Mal said with a yawn.
She got up off the bed and gave Nosedive a hug, surprising him a little.
"Thanks." Mal said.
"For what?" Dive asked.
"For listening." Mal replied.
"I'm always next door if you need an amigo to talk with. You can tell me about almost everything, but none of the girly crap." Dive said.
"I will." Mal said.
Mal walked out of the room and back to hers, getting into bed and finally getting to sleep. Nosedive couldn't though. Questions crossed his mind, like, why would Mallory want to speak to him? Why was she being this open with him? Questions he needed answered, but in the morning. Nosedive closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
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Hope you like it! This is just chapter one. I'm working on chapter two and it'll be up soon!