The Training Room

Mal looked up shocked. "Lisa! I didn't think any one was down here!"

Had Lisa seen the barrier knife with Mal about to take her own life?

Lisa hadn't but she sensed something was wrong. She didn't need superpowers to see that. "Are you feeling alright?"

Mal nodded, almost dumb-foundedly. Maybe it was time for her to get stuff off her chest.

Lisa squinted her eyes skeptically. "Are you sure?"

Lisa sighed. "I know... we aren't really... well I hoped for us to be friends. And if you want to talk, I'm here to listen."

Mal sighed, as a tear dripped down her face. "Is this because I'm dating your only son, and I'm your only daughter's best friend, or because you and my mother are friends?"

She didn't mean to sound rude, she was just depressed.

"Touche," Lisa said. "But you are right, and that's exactly why. We are practically family."

Mal let the tears fall freely. There was something about Lisa that there wasn't even around her own mother. She balled up and said, "The three of us fought..."

"Fought?" Lisa said, walking closer to Mal. "About what?"

Mal hiccuped. "Some-something stupid..." her tears were coming faster now.

"What happened?" Lisa asked gently.

Mal shook her head. "I don't know... We were sitting in the library, joking around, and next thing I know we're all at each others throats... Sometimes I wonder if I'm needed here and should figure out a way to go home..."

"Of course we need you here Mal," Lisa said with absolute certainty. "If you lot are going to stop the future, we need all the help we can."

Lisa looked at her and sighed. "I don't want to die before I see Jamie and Lynda grown..."

Mal sniffled a bit. "I don't want to see you die at all either... It hurts Lynnie and Jamie..."

"I could only imagine..." Lisa said heavily. "What it must have been like..."

"I think I owe your Mom a lot."

Mal chuckled watery. "You might say that, but the way they fight..." Tears started again.

Lisa patted Mal's back attempting to comfort her. "It's alright. I'm sure."

That sent the poor girl into another fit of hysterics. "I s-sure as he-hell hope so..."

"So do I," Lisa said hugging Mal now. "So do I."

Mal turned in Lisa's grip and started sobbing onto Lisa's shoulder.

"It's going to be alright." Lisa said. "Really."

Mal sniffled. "It's just not fair."

"Nothing ever is." Lisa whispered.

Mal sighed and blew her blonde hair out of her eyes. "It's going to be tough... Getting to talk to them again..."

"No it wouldn't," Lisa said confidently. "I can see how close you three are. This - whatever happened - I'm sure they'll forget it."

Mal said, "Jamie... I don't know what I'd do without him... I can't live without him. I know I sound really young to be saying that. Back home, Mom and Dad understand. Uncle James understands... Lynnie, she's almost like my sister. Phil might be my blood sister, but Lyn is the sister of my heart, basically..."