In their defense, it hadn't seemed this bad several hours ago. After just one day - not much at all, though certainly interesting - Moira simply wasn't prepared to give up and go home. It had seemed likely that the storm would come and go, certainly that it was headed more firmly for the main island, and there was no harm in continuing to look ( Read more... )

It's just one of those things that comes together. Moira's been on the island long enough to settle into a rhythm here and she's never let the strangeness of her life stop her from pushing ahead. Jean's birthday is coming up, so Jean gets a birthday party, because they're all in one place and, for once, relatively safe. No one's dead or dying, no ( Read more... )

They've begged her to stay, Charles and Sean have, and between the two of them, it's almost impossible to refuse. In her way, Moira's loved them both and she hates to tell them no, but it's not the simple matter they seem to think it is, staying here. Everyone knows, every last person in the mansion knows what happened up there, that it's all her ( Read more... )