"Matt." Mohinder stared up at the larger man and shook his head. "Not without you." But the protest was ridiculous. Mohinder knew that Matt wasn't strong enough yet. Who knew how many people he would have to keep controlling, if any of them would be like the Haitian, or worse, like Bennet. Getting Molly out safe was the priority.
Should always be the priority.
It didn't mean that Mohinder had to like it though. His protests died when Molly came trudging out of the far back room, shoes already on and hair pulled back in a sloppy bun. "I'm ready," she told her parents. She had only heard part of the conversation but it was enough.
Enough to leave Mohinder's chest aching as he watched Matt scoop Molly up.
He was use to leaving the other two alone, not the other way around. To say that this was distressing was an understatement. Don't be reckless. Don't do anything to jeopardize yourself. Hide all of your supplies. Get in touch with Peter as soon as you can--
Matt was looking at him and Mohinder cleared his throat and glanced downward.
no subject
Should always be the priority.
It didn't mean that Mohinder had to like it though. His protests died when Molly came trudging out of the far back room, shoes already on and hair pulled back in a sloppy bun. "I'm ready," she told her parents. She had only heard part of the conversation but it was enough.
Enough to leave Mohinder's chest aching as he watched Matt scoop Molly up.
He was use to leaving the other two alone, not the other way around. To say that this was distressing was an understatement. Don't be reckless. Don't do anything to jeopardize yourself. Hide all of your supplies. Get in touch with Peter as soon as you can--
Matt was looking at him and Mohinder cleared his throat and glanced downward.
"Please." Just promise him.