Part II: My baby left me!

Chapter: Love is for children


A few minutes later Margot was already knocking at Kat Wagner's door.

It took a while before the door opened and she saw Kat's still sleepy face in front of her. She was in her blue form, her pointed ears visible through the mess of her black hair.

"Hey, Kat. Can I come in?" Margot breathed. "It's an emergency."

"Yeah, sure!" Kat replied, and let her enter. "What's going on?"

"The end of the world." Margot sob. "Or that's how it feels."

At that exact moment they both saw Myers who had caught up with Margot, in the nearest corner. His face was covered in blood, and it had stained his nice shirt and suit, and everything about him told Kat just how much agony he was in.

"And don't let him in!" Margot snapped, rushing past Kat.

"Really? Oh… Sorry, Myers!" Kat said apologetically, as she slammed the door to his face.

They heard as he groaned, and banged the door with his hands.

"No, Kat, please, let me in! I must speak to Margot!" his voice echoed from the hallway. Kat found it rather hard to ignore, but the murderous look in Margot's eyes told her to do just that.

"Don't you dare to open that door!" Margot hissed. "I'll kill him if you do."

"Okay… But wanna tell me why?"

"The bastard cheated on me."

Kat couldn't believe her ears. "What!?"

"Uhhuh." Margot nodded. "With Botox."

"You've got to be kidding me."

"I wish." Margot breathed. "I saw it in his mind. The way he pushed her against the wall, and kissed her-"

"No, I won't believe it." Kat said sternly. "He loves you."

"Yeah? Well, it would seem that love doesn't mean the same thing to him than it does to me. I saw it in his mind, Kat. He let her suck his cock."

"Oh Christ." Kat cursed. "That bastard. I mean, I knew that bitch had all the guys drooling over her, but still-"

But there was again loud bangign at the door, and Myers' strained voice echoed from the hallway: "Margot, please! Kat, let me in!"

Margot gave Kat a venomous glance.

"I'll take care of it." Kat replied, an anger burning in her chest.

She walked to the door, and opened it, just to see Myer's blood stained, miserable face only inches from hers.

"You piece of shit." she hissed to his face. "I told you once that if you hurt my friend, I'd kill you."

"Kat, come on. I just want to talk to her. I need to explain-"

"There seems to be nothing to explain, Myers." her voice was cold and sharp as steel. "You either stick your dick into someone's mouth, or you don't. So, tell me, did you or didn't you?"

It took a few uncomfortable seconds of silence for him to answer, but when he did, there was nothing but despair in his voice.

"I did."

That was it. Kat raised her hand, and slapped Myers on the face, hard, the sharp claws of her blue fingers cutting the skin of his cheek. He groaned, losing his balance, almost falling to his knees.

"That was for Margot!" Kat hissed. "Now, get lost. If you try to near her again, I'll kill you myself. And you know I mean it."

Myers finally seemed to take the hint - or perhaps it was just the fact that he was spitting blood again and realized that he was indeed in need of stitches - but either way, he stepped back from the door. Without even looking at him again, Kat slammed the door shut, and walked back to Margot.

"Thanks." Margot said with a faint voice.

"Don't mention it." Kat shrugged. "You would've done the same for me."

Margot was sitting on Kat's bed, her tiny form shaking. She looked like a scared child, her knees pulled to her chest, she was hugging them as if to keep herself from falling apart. There were tears in her eyes, and they began to fall to her cheeks.

"I knew it was a mistake." she breathed, through her teeth. "To fall in love. I should've known better."

Kat didn't quite know what to say to that, so she stayed silent, but sat close to her friend, offering comfort - and a handkerchief. She wished she'd have chocolate - there was nothing like a box of chocolates to mend a broken heart, to her experience.

"Oh, Kat, what am I going to do?" Margot cried, after some time of sobbing and wiping her tears.

"I'm not one to give you good advice on this." Kat shrugged. "But there are two courses of action, no? Either you can forgive him, or you can't."

"I can't." Margot replied, sternly. "I don't believe I'll ever be able to forgive him for cheating on me. That's just a deal breaker for me."

"Yeah, for me too." Kat nodded. If Hellboy ever did anything of sort, she knew her heart would never heal.

"So, it's over then." Margot's voice was a thin whisper. "I've lost him. And this time for good."

"I'm so sorry." Kat said, and she truly was.

It had been great to have two of her best friends falling in love. Margot's visits in BPRD had been like a breeze of fresh air, bringing something new, fun and different to their lives. She'd enjoyed the nights they'd spent together, her and HB, Margot and Myers, watching movies, chatting, eating and drinking too much Champagne and Belgian Blonde. Life had been good, almost like a normal life, with love and friends, and not just work, almost dying and end of the world stuff.

And now it was over?

Margot would leave this place to never come back? Just thinking about it made Kat feel miserable. She'd miss her friend dearly.

And then there was the business with Myers. How was she supposed to be able to work with him after this?! Kat felt her anger stirring again. Damn that kid for ruining everything! Their friendship would never be the same again. Myers would be lucky if she didn't kill him the next time she saw him.

"So, what are you going to do now?" Kat finally asked, after a rather long time of listening Margot's silent sobbing. "Do you want to stay here for the weekend anyways? You're welcome to sleep on my couch, and I promise to get us some chocolate ice cream. Ben and Jerry's if you wish."

But Margot shook her head, miserable, wiping her tears to the napkin.

"Ah, thanks but no thanks." Her voice was thick of all the crying. "I can't stay here, not now."

"But your return flight is not until monday, right?"

"I'll get it changed, to get the first flight back to Europe. I can't wait to get off this continent."

"Right." Kat said. She knew Margot had her ways to get what she wanted, and if she wanted a ticket to a plane, she'd get it. "You want me to take you to the airport?"

"No, thanks. I'll be fine." She stated, and got up from the bed. "But I'm gonna miss you, Kat. Please, come and visit me sometime, alright?"

"I promise." she gave her friend a comforting smile. "And you're gonna show me the best pubs of Brussels, right?"

"Right." Margot tried to smile through her tears, failing miserably.

But just then there was a knock on the door, which made both of the girls frown.

"I swear, if it's John, I'll rip his head off." Margot snorted.

"Christ, if it really is him, he's even more stupid than I thought." Kat replied, and walked to see who disturbed them.

But it was Hellboy.

Kat's heart skipped a beat, as it did every time she saw him. He was so damn handsome and tall, and bulky, and just seeing him made her weak on the knees.

"Kat, I need to talk to you." he said, his voice all low and hoarse.

"Red, hey-" she glanced at Margot, who had already picked up her small bag, and was walking towards the door. "This is kind of a bad time. Can we talk later?"

"It's kinda important." Hellboy grunted, and suddenly Kat realized there was something wrong. He seemed a way too serious, and there was something dark in his yellow eyes.

"It's alright, Kat. Just let him come in." that was Margot. "I was leaving anyways."

"You sure?" Kat asked. "That you don't want me taking you to the airport?"

"I'm sure, alright." Margot tried to smile. "Just because my love life sucks, doesn't mean yours has to." She tiptoed to give Kat a hug, and then she was gone, walking away from them, her slender form soon disappearing around the corner.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" she asked, letting Red enter her room. "What's happened?"

"Um." Hellboy said, clearly feeling uncomfortable. "It's about us. You see, I've been thinking…"

And suddenly Kat had a very bad feeling about the things to come.


An hour later Margot was already feeling more angry than sad, more enraged than self-pitying, cursing every man on the planet.

Yes, her heart was broken, but by God she wasn't going to let it kill her.

You are Margot Duval, she told herself. You don't need love. You don't need anyone! Love is for the weak, love is for humans, it's nothing but a lie, invented to comfort children. You'll do better without it.

But then, why did it hurt so much to lose John?

What was this excruciating pain in her chest, that made it hard to breath, that felt like her heart was being cut into pieces?

Angrily she shook her head, to get his image out of her head.

It wasn't real. It never was. He's just like every other guy, so just stop thinking about him already!

She had managed to get a ticket to the next flight to London, by using only a bit of her special charm on the salesgirl, and was just about to head through the security check, when something caught her attention.

There was a sudden, loud 'bamf' behind her, and people screamed in disbelief.

Yeah, there was just one thing in the universe to make a sound like that, she knew, and rightly so. She turned around just to see her blue skinned friend, surrounded by a likewise blue cloud of smoke - the evidence of her teleportation.

In a heartbeat Margot reached to erase the sight from people's minds, and things calmed down. She hoped Kat's sudden appearance hadn't been caught on a security tape, but then again, there was nothing she could do about that.

"Kat! What are you doing?" Margot snapped at her friend, who'd taken her human form by now. "You know it's hard for me to deal with so many minds at once!"

"Sorry… I just had to get here ASAP and this was the fastest way I could think of. You already bought the ticket?"

"Yeah, the plane leaves in 45 minutes." Margot answered, confused. Kat being here made no sense at all. "Why?"

"Well, we'd better make haste then." Kat Wagner said in a gloomy voice and made her way to the counter, handing out her passport. "The same trip to me too, please. And get me a seat by her, okay?"