Mohinder Suresh (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
seekevolution) wrote2015-04-19 06:01 pm
seekevolution) wrote2015-04-19 06:01 pm
Five Years Now.
It all went so wrong. Every chapter of his life seemed to end in heartbreak or pain. Mohinder had wanted to change the world. It was the only thing he had ever wanted. It started with pharmaceuticals and had graduated straight through to moving to New York, joining forces with some pretty bad guys for what he had thought were good reasons.
He lost his way in the end, or thought he had, and yet, Mohinder couldn't give up, not when there was a little girl that needed him. Well, needed him and his supposed other half in this parental unit. He knew that what Matt was doing was probably important, but the man never checked in and he had his own issues to deal with.
Getting sitters for Molly, however, wasn't going to be something he could do anymore and if he was going to continue with what he was doing for the Company, he really couldn't involve a little girl in it anymore.
Brooklyn didn't feel safe but Mohinder barricaded the front door with all of their furniture and put the television on after Molly took her bath. His intention was to put on some mindless Disney program, brush out her long hair, and try to talk to her about going to India to live with his mother.
He was getting it all set up in his head when Molly interrupted his thoughts, atlas spread out on her lap in her nightly ritual of locating all the people she cared about across the world. "Mohinder?"
"Hm?" he said, distracted, tangling the brush in her hair accidentally.
"How can Matt be in two places at once?"
He lost his way in the end, or thought he had, and yet, Mohinder couldn't give up, not when there was a little girl that needed him. Well, needed him and his supposed other half in this parental unit. He knew that what Matt was doing was probably important, but the man never checked in and he had his own issues to deal with.
Getting sitters for Molly, however, wasn't going to be something he could do anymore and if he was going to continue with what he was doing for the Company, he really couldn't involve a little girl in it anymore.
Brooklyn didn't feel safe but Mohinder barricaded the front door with all of their furniture and put the television on after Molly took her bath. His intention was to put on some mindless Disney program, brush out her long hair, and try to talk to her about going to India to live with his mother.
He was getting it all set up in his head when Molly interrupted his thoughts, atlas spread out on her lap in her nightly ritual of locating all the people she cared about across the world. "Mohinder?"
"Hm?" he said, distracted, tangling the brush in her hair accidentally.
"How can Matt be in two places at once?"