Cape May, NJ
After returning to the island with Bobo, and helping the others to cure Sand, Caleb slipped away from the group, and returned to Cape May. Sure, Sand was still powerless, but there were plenty of other mystics who could help to undo that spell. Besides, what can he offer that Dr. Fate can’t
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Not that she thought the two were related. Nope, she made the drive down through people acting like nutters on the road for her health. She didn't have a key to his Cape May house, but like the crazy stalker girl she probably looks like right now, she's bunked out with Caleb's neighbor to wait for him. And then chew him out. In that order.
Instead of the quiet fuming she had been doing, she's now standing behind Rob, who's swinging the bat in his hand like a pendulum in the doorway. "Whoever's in there," he starts, "You got five seconds to go!"
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“I appreciate the thought, my old friend, but given the circumstances, is the bat strictly necessary?”
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Mara's got her arms crossed over her chest and is glaring angrily. She waits until Rob leaves before she speaks, and then only an incoherent garble comes out that ends in "--I thought you were DEAD! CORPSEY! PUSHING UP DAISIES!"
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“We met in Hell, laskat. You knew my work involved risks.” A few moments lapse before he softly continues. “You were actually my next stop. I just … I needed …. I don’t know, I just needed to quietly be for a few minutes.”
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Mara brushes a shaking hand into her hair, pulling it away from her face. "And you're an ass if you think I'm not supposed to be upset, just because I already know! And saying something that dumb is useless and cold and--"
She growls in frustration as she slams the door closed behind her, then flops into a chair. Her expression softens after she's sure she isn't going to cry. "I'm sorry. I was scared."
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He runs his finger through his hair and sighs before walking up to her, kneeling down, and taking her into a calm, firm hug. “I’m glad to see you, too.”
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This is what it's going to be like.
This is what it's going to be like all the time.
There will be waiting for phone calls, and watching tv, and listening to the radio, and hearing nothing. There will be pacing and crying and some yelling for at least a while yet. If she was his girlfriend, anyway. That's exactly why there should be no pacing and crying and yelling.
She lets him go and tries to give him a hopeful look. "You need a shower. I can clean up the glass?" She indicates to the mess with a pointed finger.
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“And a shower sounds bloody marvelous.”
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Mara's headed for the mini-vac in the closet already. She's quickly got it half-way assembled. She's usually not this helpful but this time it seems like he needs it. "My car's parked downstairs. Do you want food? I can make a run to Boston Market, or make a pizza call. Whatever you want."
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“What if you made yourself comfortable, and when I’m out of the shower, you’ll keep me company while I cook us dinner? I’ll season some fish, cut some peppers into a bowl of Spanish rice…”
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She waves it off to turn the vacuum on. When she's done, she breaks it all down, and then sits quietly for a moment. "After all that, some big baddie fight, you're going to come home and make us dinner? I'm not trying to sound ungrateful, Doc, but what the hell?"
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“I enjoy cooking,” he explains simply. “It’s soothing, and it doesn’t involve risking life and limb. I enjoy spending time with you. It’s soothing, and it doesn’t involve risking life and limb.”
A quiet chuckle. “Usually.”
“It felt logical to combine the two, is all.”
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However. "That all makes sense," she starts, but unfortunately she's not sure where the rest of the sentence goes. She settles on an affirmative mumble instead.
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“It was just a thought,” he continues as he picks up his coat off the floor, and hangs it up in the closet. “We can do something else, if your so inclined. I just … When I thought I was going to die, it occurred to me that I wouldn’t get to se you again. And that, well … sucked, I believe, is the technical expression. But I didn’t die, so I guess I win the grand prize, eh? One more day.” A beat. “With you.” Or, alternatively, I could get good and smashed, and then go help with riots in Florida.
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She giggles, folds her arms and leans against the wall. Caleb might've saved himself from a lot of 'pissed off Mara' here. She's laughing into her sentence and trying to taper it off. "Doc-- Caleb. Look at us, we're a bunch of idiots. I know you go all over the place, and you're gone for days, weeks, and you never really tell me what you do. But I haven't been with anybody else, and I've got a feeling you haven't either, even if there's seventy-five percent of your life I simply don't exist in. So-- what is this?"
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“Speak freely, Laskat. You know I respect blunt and honest.”
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