I Need You to See

[alldosillythngs]

For the last month and a half, Molly Hooper felt like she'd woken from a bizarre dream. Her brain still felt foggy sometimes, when she thought about where she'd been before. Had it even been real? Arkham, Massachusetts with its assortment of monsters and senseless violence. Death and fear were as integral to that hellish campus as oxygen was to

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[suckmysparks]

He'd had the same effects coming back; the disorientation, the confusion as to whether it was all a crazy dream or not. Through it all, though, one thing had stayed with him. Her face. The smile that lit up the room and the way she always ducked her eyes down whenever something flattering was said about her. It was different from the feigned modesty he was used to in the girls he normally dated. Hers was real.

He'd tried looking for her, but since he'd never actually gotten her last name off her, he found it a bit more difficult than he'd thought it would be.

Eventually, he started wondering if she wasn't just part of that whole, crazy dream that he'd managed to pull himself out of. Maybe she was some kind of compensation his mind was giving him to make up for the massive shitpile that place had been.

He found the answer to that during a press conference called announcing his 'great comeback to the world' after a brief hiatus while he tried to wrap his head around his reality. This reality. As he was coming through the mob up to

[alldosillythngs]

It wasn't hard to take note of when Johnny Storm arrived, flanked by a mob of eager fans and the event security guards assigned to him. What was harder to follow was what he was doing while staring out into the crowd. Molly shifted a bit in her seat, a strange pulse of nerves coursing through her.

It was almost like -- but no, could he really see her? Recognize her from all the way over there? Maybe it was coincidence. Maybe he was staring at the blonde behind her with the massive cleavage? Oh, but that certainly didn't help her feel any better...

Molly felt heat rising to her cheeks the more that Johnny stared in what appeared to be her direction. She didn't know how to react, if she ought to wave or say something or--

Instead, she tilted her head forward, eyebrows slightly raised as she hoped for some signal from him.

[suckmysparks]

The signal, if it could be called that, was a massively wide grin; one that almost split his face as he beamed over at her. Holy crap. She was real. And she knew him.

He stood there in a bit of a daze, beaming like a moron as cameras flashed in his face, adding to the daze by half-blinding him. There were a few comments being uttered, heads turning in the direction of his gaze, reporters and fans alike trying to figure out where his attention was being directed.

He, of course, was oblivious to them at the moment, merely basking in the fact that she was real and she was here.

FUCK YOU LJ I LOST MY REALLY NICE TAG. Here's a crappy one

[alldosillythngs]

Were it not for the growing murmurs around her, Molly would have been similarly lost in staring at his familiar, bright smile. Instead, the noise pulled her back to reality and made her turn her head. She briefly blended in with the other confused fans, looking like she was as curious as they were.

However, she couldn't keep her mind off the man on the stage for long. A hand digging into her purse, she unsteadily got to her feet and shuffled past the people in her row. She tried to, as inconspicuously as possible, wave her arm to get Johnny's attention. She intended to leave the piece of paper for him to find so he could track her down - but who knew if he was actually going to follow her plan. Johnny very rarely played the predictable fellow.