This War of Mine: Apocalypse:

Season 2

Next chapter of my crossover story, enjoy.

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Episode 6 Part 3

Having showered, changed and eaten, Misha was upstairs with Mara in the room set aside for them, Mara was fixing up the bed. She sighed softly fluffing up his side and making it soft and warm. There was an elephant in the room that she wasn't sure how to address. She was still reeling from the anger and shock of the state they had found Misha in, and the image of that creep on top of him with Misha's pants down still haunted her, though she knew she couldn't bring it up unless he was ready.

"There, nice and comfy. Will be nice to sleep in a real bed for once." She said at last.

Misha's voice quivered. "Y-yeah...Mara, I... he's really gone right, that man..."

Mara tensed slightly. "Yes, he's gone forever. He will never, ever hurt you again, I promise."

"It was so scary, he...he..."

"Shhh, it's ok." She calmed him gently, sitting him down with her and rubbed his back. "We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

She said this, but she wanted to know everything, even if it was vile and hurt her. She had to know so she could properly care for and comfort him, though she was terrified of what he might say.

Misha shuddered. "He...he kept me, tied me up, I couldn't, I couldn't move, I couldn't speak...He kept, saying these, things about me...said I had pretty eyes, a pretty mouth, every time I cried he licked my face...he, he kept touching my face too...I tried to get away, really, I got free and ran."

He was desperate, it seemed he was afraid she wouldn't believe he tried to get away.

Mara felt her anger build. She wanted to cry for Misha, for what he went through. Sweet Misha who never did anything to anyone, how could someone be so horrible to do those things to him? A little boy? But she knew she had to be strong for him.

Composing herself she clarified. "Y-you got away?"

Misha shook his head, miserably. "No, he caught me, then he...he took me back and, and... pulled my pants and underwear down and spanked me. before tying me up even more...the way you found me..."

"He SPANKED you?" Mara burst out, horrified.

Misha nodded sniffling, feeling even worse. "He kept grabbing me there too, and, and down there..."

It was worse than she thought. Mara quickly turned her face away so Misha couldn't see the tears forming in her eyes. She blinked them away and turned back to him.

"I'm so, so sorry baby. He's gone now, I promise you he's gone. It's all over now." She said reassuringly, placing a hand on his, rubbing her thumb over it gently. "You're safe now. I promise."

Misha smiled and snuggled into her side, finally feeling safe. Mara hugged him tightly, kissing the top of his head and savouring it, so glad he was safe and finally back in her arms. She didn't ever want to let go.


Later as Mara was grabbing some extra blankets for her and Misha's room, she bumped into Eli. For a second, she froze but then offered a warm smile.

"Hey babe, sorry I didn't get a chance to tell you goodnight." She said as warmly as she could.

Eli glowered at her. "Oh yeah, I'm sure you are."

Mara started, offended. "I've been busy. It's been a long day."

"Yeah...busy with that boy." Eli hissed.

Mara froze, then replied firmly. "Eli, he was kidnapped. We just rescued him, have some empathy please."

"Maybe if he bothered to toughen up a little he wouldn't have been kidnapped." Eli snapped. "Instead he remains a crybaby."

Mara burst out. "He's ten! He was molested, he was almost raped, how could you even say that..."

Eli snorted. "And he's gonna milk your attention for all it's worth, right."

Mara just stared in shock at his words, horrified at what she was hearing.

"He's a little boy who's been traumatized, of course he needs my attention." She burst out. "I can't believe you right now, have some fucking decency, please. Now excuse me, I'm going to bed."

She shook her head in disbelief and began to move past him. Eli watched her go, glaring. Shaking off her anger over the conversation with Eli, she entered her and Misha's room with a smile. He was still seated on the bed.

"Hey sweetheart, ready for bed?"

He nodded and she smiled wider. They then climbed into bed and Mara made sure he was tucked in warmly. She didn't need to pull him close to her as he does so on his own, and she wrapped an arm around him, using the other to stroke his hair softly. Finally the two of them drifted off at last.


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