It had been the longest afternoon that Molly had had in a long time.

Calvin had returned to the holodeck a few hours later, with the knowledge that Lucas had taken his personal ship, the Calvalier, for a ride, and had taken Gavin with him to be his pilot for the day. In Molly’s mind, this was fine. It meant Lucas had gone for a proverbial stroll to clear his head, even if that stroll took him light years away from OED. The Cavalier was also one of the most advanced ships in the Federation, and to top all of that off, Molly knew that Gavin would take good care of her uncle. That at least put her mind to rest, even if the shadow of their fallout still lingered in her heart. He needed time, and she would give him that. Maybe after that they could start rebuilding what had been broken.

Shortly after his return, Cal had taken Molly home and forced her to eat something, even though she didn’t feel like it, and through his and Boomer’s efforts, by the time dinner came around, Molly was already feeling better, her mind planning how to address things the next day at work. She’d get his newspaper as usual, find a way to apologize, and they would go from there. Everything would be fine.

Except that, as Calvin made dinner, the door bell rang, and when Molly opened the door, Erin burst through the house, her tone angry.

Molly