Dysfunctional ~ F.Hargreeves

10} Bubble Baths and Probability Maps

"Klaus!!!" Jenna's voice echoed through the Academy. She received no reply back.
She continued to yell and traverse through the Academy until she finally found Klaus wandering around in the hallway.
"Klaus-" She turned and her face fell as soon as her eyes landed on his own, "Oh, you poor thing. What happened, sweetie?"
Klaus fell against her and completely broke down, collapsing into her arms and warm embrace. She rubbed his back reassuringly and buried her other hand in his hair to help comfort him to the best of her abilities.
"It's gonna be okay, alright? I'm here," She comfortingly whispered in his ear, "You're gonna be alright."
He pulled his head out of the crook of her neck and sniffled. Jenna placed her hands on either side of his face and finally got a good look at his face. It was covered in streaks of dirt, blood, and tears.
"Come on, Klaus," She gave him a warm smile, "Let's get you in a nice, warm bath."
He just needs someone right now. I feel so bad...

Normally this would be very weird to Klaus, but his mental state was in dire need of support and her comforting, motherly presence was what he needed. As soon as they made their way to the bathroom, Jenna had started running the water in the tub, warming it up just right and putting some soothing bubble bath in to help provide Klaus some privacy with the suds. Once he submerged himself, Jenna took it upon herself to help wash his hair and face because she knew that he wouldn't on his own.
"You can talk to me if you'd like," Jenna said just above a whisper.
"I- I lost someone..." Klaus' voice cracked.
"Oh, you poor thing," Jenna rinsed his hair out, "I know what it's like to lose people close to you. Were they important to you?"
"I loved him..." Tears started to cloud Klaus' vision once more just at the thought.
"I've lost one of my best friends and had my son die in my arms," Jenna bit back her own tears, "I never want anyone to feel what I've felt, and here you are. I'm so, so sorry, Klaus. I'm here for you."
"You know, I knew I liked you," He let out a sad chuckle, "Even back at rehab a few years ago. Why are you so nice to me?"
"Because everyone deserves kindness until they lose their privileges. And you, my brother, aren't even close to losing kindness privileges from me."

"His name was Dave," Klaus blurted out, "And... you won't believe me about the whole situation."
"Try me. I've fought weird monsters from another dimension when I was a teenager and worked for an organization that corrects time. It's really hard for me not to believe something."
"I was kidnapped by two masked people and then I stole a briefcase from them before I escaped. I thought it had cash or something in it, so I just snagged it. But when I opened it, I was teleported to Vietnam on a military base and I met him- Dave there. He died right in front of me... I- I couldn't do anything."
"Those people were ex-coworkers of mine and they are assholes," Jenna rubbed his shoulders comfortingly, "As for the briefcase, that's how we time travel and you just happened to grab it while it was set to a horrific time."
"War... it was just so... horrifying."
"I know. I've fought in World War II on a mission. Had to watch my partner, Sam, die. It's so unbelievably hard to deal with. Now, I hate to say this, but I think it's time for you to get out of the bath now. I'll give you some privacy, okay?"

Jenna left the bathroom and closed the door behind her. That was a lot for her to take in. If only she'd tried harder when Hazel and Cha Cha invaded, Klaus would never have had to go through that. She'd lost so many people in her lifetime and it pained her to see the people she cared about lose loved ones too. As Klaus changed alone, he was left to reflect on everything. Helicopter noises started to drown out his thoughts of how kind Jenna had been towards him, even though they'd barely gotten to know one another. He slid down against the door onto the floor, covering his ears trying to block out the horrified screams of his comrades, gun shots, and propellers.
Go away! Go away! Jenna... help... please... Please just go away, noises!