Beautiful Tragedy

Sixty-one

               Third Person POV
          *** Shadow Valley***

"All right, Abby. Fire it up." Raven calls out setting down the welding torch. "Abby?" She calls out again only to be unanswered.

She walks away from the table to find her sleeping on the near by bed. With a faint smile she reaches down shaking the older woman's shoulder.

"Come on, sleeping beauty. You got to see this."

She shakes her a little harder, but she doesn't move.

"Abby." She repeats, her smile now gone as worry and panic set in. "Abby." She says former. "Abby!" She calls out again, shaking her harder.

Raven moves back a bit, looking over her prone body to see if there was something else at play. When she didn't see any injuries, her eyes drifted from Abby's face before lading on something familiar on the pillow above her.

Brows creased, her eyes filled with tears she wouldn't shed, as anger began to take over.

The signs were all there if you knew what you were looking at. Her own mother was an addict and a drunk. Using what little rations they had for her next fix, and when there was nothing left- she used other means of payment to chase that high.
With trembling hands Raven reached out and grabbed the bottle of pills, reading the label, hoping- no praying she was wrong. Anger turned to rage, when she saw the logo on the top of the bottle.

"What the hell, Abby?" Raven seethes, gripping the older woman's thin arms roughly startling her awake. "What are you taking?" She demands, shoving the bottle in her face. When Abby stares at her in shock, Raven pulls away from her with a disgusted sigh.

"Raven, I can explain." Abby says shakaliy as she pulls herself up to sit. "Do you remember the pain after the City of Light?" She questions on a whisper, as Ravens eyes jerk away from the bottle of pills in her hands to Abby's.

"Don't you talk to me about pain." She rasps. If Abby was looking for sympathy from her she was looking at the wrong place. It was Abby after all who had preformed the surgery removing the bullet from her back leaving her with the permanent limp.

"How does this work? You help Diyoza, and she gives you these?" She questions shaking the bottle causing the pills inside to rattle. "You weren't scared she was gonna hurt you." Raven says piecing everything together. "You were scared she was gonna cut you off." Her voice growing louder with each word spoken.

"Raven, I will stop." Abby says calmly like she was taking about the weather.

"Said by every addict ever!" She yells in her face. "Well, screw that." She says throwing the bottle of pills down. "I will NOT help you get your next fix." And with that she whirled around heading towards the smalll machine she had just built.

"I didn't build this for a junkie." She calls out, grabbing ahold of a wrench as she walked by.

Raven raised her arm above her head ready to swing, when a zapping sound could be heard and she fell to the floor, writhing in pain.

"Ahh!!

"Sorry, Raven."

"Uh! Ahh!" She screamed some more as charges of electricity courses through her body.

"I am so, so, sorry." Abby sobs as she holds down to the button to the controller, sending more bolts of electricity through Ravens collared neck.

            *** Polis ***

So much had been going on since they came back to the ground, they hadn't had much time alone- if at all, but now with the Blake children in Gaia's keeping, Harper sought out the one person she wanted to be with the most.