The same nurse peeked her head in again and said "Mr. Fallon? There's a phone for you". Mal got up and and followed the nurse out to where the receptionist had her hand extended out to hand him the phone. He took it from her and said into it "Hello?".
"Glad to hear your back among the living Detective Fallon."
Mal smiled upon hearing his captains voice. He hadn't realized how much he'd missed everyone. "Good to be back. Can I ask what this call is about? I take it's not just a greeting".
There was a long pause, and then Captain Yeong said "Molly's grandmother wants to meet you when she picks her up".
Mal felt a weight drop in his stomach. He knew he had no right over Molly over a relative. "She's taking Molly away?".
"I'm sorry Detective. I heard how much you cared for her. Molly's grandmother should meet you at the hospital in about an hour. I just wanted to give you forewarning. Goodbye". She hung up then, leaving Mal to numbly hand the phone back to the receptionist. He turned around to inform Natara of what had happened, and found himself face to face with Natara. "Who was that?" she asked.
"Captain Yeong" Mal said simply.
Natara looked at his curiously, as if trying to read his mind through his face. "What did she call for?"
"Molly's grandmother is coming for her in about an hour. She wants to meet me before she takes her away." said Mal.
The disappointment must have shown on his face, for Natara put her hand comfortingly on his shoulder and said "Mal…".
Mal didn't want her hand in his shoulder, but wasn't going to act cold to her and brush it away. She had done nothing. He simply shrugged and said "It's okay. It's best if she's with her family".
"You cared about her. Your as much as family as anyone else" she said.
"I've only known her for three days".
"And it's surprising how much you can learn to love someone when your kidnapped and stuck in the back of a truck." she pointed out.
Mal couldn't help but smile in spite of himself "I just want her to be happy." he confessed "but I also don't want to never see her again."
Natara comfortingly wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close and said "Maybe it's better this way."
Suddenly a woman, aged but still with a proud-looking face walked in. Mal saw her, and had a sudden chill down his spine. She was taller and strongly-build, still showing it despite her age. Her hair was short and dark, clearly dyed to mask the grey. There was no mistaking who this woman was. She looked just like her son. The son who had just shot his daughter, who had ended his own life because of it.
OH SNAP! By the way, thank you so much for the reviews! They seriously mean the world to me! I'm going to try and update again today, but in all honesty that might not happen for a while, as I have a paper to write on The Tragedy Of Julius Caesar (Love that book by the way. Antony is my favorite character!), which is due in a few days and I haven't even started yet. Oops. Fan-fiction clearly doesn't want me to pass my class. Ah well, such is life. I adore this website. Also, I'm glad to say this story has gotten the most reviews, follows and favorites of all my stories so far! Thanks so much! Thanks especially to mozzi-girl, I get a huge smile every-time your reviews, it makes me so happy.