172 - If you could pick anyone in the world, to be your parents, who would it be and why?
Things were happening so fast, she wasn't sure she had time to catch up. What could she do but work and do what they told her to do. Owen was blaming himself, and she kind of wanted to comfort him and tell him it wasn't his fault, but he was right. It was his fault.
She hadn't thought about her mother in so long and then there she was.
Down the hall. She could barely hear her, but at the same time she was there, louder then ever. There was blood down her face.
Just a small scar, but it was like the last time she'd seen her. There'd been a lot more blood then. In retrospect, she wondered how it knew just precisely what she looked like the moment she died.
Tosh tried not to think of that incident too much, what she'd look like. But ever since she saw her mother, past all of the stuff with Bilis. Past the stuff with Jack, and the rift and that demon thing coming out of the ground..
All she could think about was her mother.
Even now, Jack was gone, they weren't sure what to do at all and still she just thought about her mother. That thing had twisted and used her mother, maybe even her actual body. She didn't know, how could she know.
Her mother had been the bravest person she knew. The tensest, strictest person, but the bravest. Tosh had always thought that she was never going to be as brave as her, so why try? That's why she was such a mess all the time.
No matter how many times she told herself to be brave, she just couldn't.
Even though that demon had twisted her words, used her mothers image and brought her back from the dead, Tosh knew that she'd still listen to her. The only one she'd ever listen to. And it wasn't so much her being Toshiko's mother, but the woman herself.
And even with everything she knew now, if her mother had asked her to open the rift again...
She'd do it.
She hadn't thought about her mother in so long and then there she was.
Down the hall. She could barely hear her, but at the same time she was there, louder then ever. There was blood down her face.
Just a small scar, but it was like the last time she'd seen her. There'd been a lot more blood then. In retrospect, she wondered how it knew just precisely what she looked like the moment she died.
Tosh tried not to think of that incident too much, what she'd look like. But ever since she saw her mother, past all of the stuff with Bilis. Past the stuff with Jack, and the rift and that demon thing coming out of the ground..
All she could think about was her mother.
Even now, Jack was gone, they weren't sure what to do at all and still she just thought about her mother. That thing had twisted and used her mother, maybe even her actual body. She didn't know, how could she know.
Her mother had been the bravest person she knew. The tensest, strictest person, but the bravest. Tosh had always thought that she was never going to be as brave as her, so why try? That's why she was such a mess all the time.
No matter how many times she told herself to be brave, she just couldn't.
Even though that demon had twisted her words, used her mothers image and brought her back from the dead, Tosh knew that she'd still listen to her. The only one she'd ever listen to. And it wasn't so much her being Toshiko's mother, but the woman herself.
And even with everything she knew now, if her mother had asked her to open the rift again...
She'd do it.