Brian had already turned around and was walking towards the study room.
This frustrated Eric,"I am dead tired!" He muttered.
It's not like he had a choice though. He followed Brian into the study room. Tony and Harrow were
already in the study room when they entered. Eric hadn't expected to see them there. Tony bowed his
head to greet Eric while Harrow whined,"Seriously? A meeting at 2 in the morning?"
Harrow was only teasing but Eric could see that he really was tired already. Who wasn't at this hour,
anyway? Eric pulled a chair up, the one in front of Brian. "So, Brian, what do you want to get from the
database? Does it have anything to do with Becky?" Eric said as he pointed towards the picture of
Becky on the desk.
"Well, you're kinda right." Brian admitted.
This caught Eric off guard. He was only joking - he didn't expect that to be the actual answer.
"I want all files, everything, anything you can find about Rory." Brian announced. While Richie had
already cleaned up the database when he set up the safe guards before, Brian was sure he could still
extract something - with Eric's help, of course.
This confused Eric,"Becky's father?"
Brian answered carefully, choosing his words,"Well, Becky's scheduled to come back anytime soon and
Molly's still at my place." "Well, just for that request alone, you should give me whatever I ask for," Eric
negotiated, watching Brian closely.
Eric thought of how much he had looked up to Brian as a child. For almost his entire childhood, he did
whatever Brian said. He was his hero for as long as he could remember. He couldn't believe that they
would end up like this when they grew up - Brian bossing him around and him having the guts to finally
stand up to Brian and stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
"That's an odd reason," Eric continued, taunting almost.
Brian ignored him and responded coldly,"I should get what I asked for by tomorrow morning. I believe
that is sufficient time."
Brian motioned for Tony and Harrow to step out of the study room. As Brian closed the door, he slowly
turned to look at Eric and said,"Well, looks like you won't have time to sleep on freshly-made bed."
A stupid, satisfied smile was pasted on Brian's face as he walked out the room ignoring Eric's
mumbles.
Instead of going back to his room, Brian went to Molly's room.
Molly slept through day and night - she was sick and rarely spent any time up. The sound of the door
opening abruptly snapped her back - she was staring off into the ceiling, probably thinking of something
far off. She was surprised to see Brian coming in.
Brian scrunched his face when he saw that Molly was awake,"Why aren't you asleep? It's like 2 in the
morning," Brian said, commandingly.
Molly bit her lips and turned around so she wouldn't see Brian.
This annoyed Brian,"Since you're up anyway, why don't you wait for me?"
Molly turned to look at Brian to ask why but Brian was already stepping into the bathroom. Not long
after, the sound of water splashing rang through the room.
When Brian walked out with just a towel around his hips, he extended his hand towards Molly as he sat
on her bedside,"Here. Re-bandage my hand."
Molly glared at him and ignored him, turning to the other side of the bed.
Brian sat there quietly. The room was in complete silence; if a pin dropped it could be heard.
The silence made Molly uncomfortable, so she decided to turn around to look at Brian. Brian was just
staring at her.
Molly huffed, she got up from bed. Her body wasn't as sore anymore. She stomped off towards the
drawers where Brian's medical kit was and stomped back towards the bed to re-bandage Brian's
wound. Brian saw Molly's eyes change when she saw how bad the wound was. Brian's heart softened
at the sight of Molly's eyes.
Molly was careful as she cleaned and wrapped Brian's wound in the bandage. After she was done, she
stood up and returned the medical kit in the drawer where she got it and motioned for Brian to leave.
"I'm sleeping here tonight." Brian said matter-of-factly. Brian was already pulling her into his arms as he
lay on the bed.
Molly couldn't move as Brian was stronger than she was. She wanted to break off but she was also still
sick.
"Hey, just... stay here." Brian pleaded. Although, there was some part of him that found it adorable how
Molly was struggling in his arms.
Molly suddenly felt something hard push up against her waist - she froze and couldn't help but blush.
Molly stopped trying to break free as Brian calmed himself down. He hugged her tighter as he placed
his chin at the crown of his head, sniffing her hair - it smelled strawberries. "Do you want to know the
truth about your lineage?" He murmured.
His voice was deep and throaty. Molly looked down, not saying a word.
"Before I came in here you've been thinking about it, right?" Brian wasn't expecting a response - he just
knew.
Molly's heart softened at what Brian had said. For the longest, Brian still knew her like the back of his
hand.
Brian felt her hesitation so he pulled her closer and whispered,"You're scared, I know. But you still want
to know the truth, right?"
Molly didn't know how to answer and what to answer. Lucky for her that Brian wasn't waiting for an
answer - he just knew her that well. "Let's just cross that bridge when we get there, okay? Whatever
happens, it's still part of your life. At least let me do something to thank you for the past weeks."
His voice was so low, so soft, it could barely be heard. Molly raised her head to look at him, she stared
into his eyes as if to ask "What do you mean?"
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