"Gotcha", Matt said and snapped his phone shut, mind reeling. He wasn't sure how to feel about any of this. It would be safer to leave, he knew that logically, get everybody out, including Mohinder. If this was turning into Odessa all over again it wouldn't be long before they had riots and violence on their hands and that was something they couldn't rely on any eventual immunity for. And as Odessa had already happened ... one could imagine the panic would start a lot sooner here.
Molly looked at him uncertainly and she didn't look calmed when he told her they were going back home. "We need to figure out how safe you're gonna be, sweetheart", Matt told her in a somewhat tense voice. "Mohinder needs a blood sample."
"What about you?" she asked and Matt nodded, made a mental note to ask that when Mohinder called (he was keeping an eye on the time, if an hour passed and there'd been nothing you bet he'd be calling himself). Ask about the possibility of a new strain. Maybe they all needed to re-test.
Yet another reason to leave. Damn it.
At the same time, he was relieved that they were all together right now. That was the most important thing after staying alive. Sticking together.
The drive home was fast and Matt found the blood kit where Mohinder had said. He wasn't sure how to handle it exactly but from her time with the Company Molly had had her blood drawn plenty of times and they figured it out together.
He kissed her hair when the phone did ring before he stood to answer, and the first words out of his mouth were, "I've got the blood. Are we sure this is the same virus?"
If the task was to bring her blood into the hospital - yeah. (And how little he wanted to leave her, even if he knew he might have to. That was something else to potentially bring up.) Mohinder had hopefully managed to check by now.
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Molly looked at him uncertainly and she didn't look calmed when he told her they were going back home. "We need to figure out how safe you're gonna be, sweetheart", Matt told her in a somewhat tense voice. "Mohinder needs a blood sample."
"What about you?" she asked and Matt nodded, made a mental note to ask that when Mohinder called (he was keeping an eye on the time, if an hour passed and there'd been nothing you bet he'd be calling himself). Ask about the possibility of a new strain. Maybe they all needed to re-test.
Yet another reason to leave. Damn it.
At the same time, he was relieved that they were all together right now. That was the most important thing after staying alive. Sticking together.
The drive home was fast and Matt found the blood kit where Mohinder had said. He wasn't sure how to handle it exactly but from her time with the Company Molly had had her blood drawn plenty of times and they figured it out together.
He kissed her hair when the phone did ring before he stood to answer, and the first words out of his mouth were, "I've got the blood. Are we sure this is the same virus?"
If the task was to bring her blood into the hospital - yeah. (And how little he wanted to leave her, even if he knew he might have to. That was something else to potentially bring up.) Mohinder had hopefully managed to check by now.