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WHO: Miranda & Hermes
WHEN: Tuesday afternoon
WHERE: Hermes' place
WHAT: Grandpa hugs now plz.

Miranda actually thought she was doing pretty well, all things considered. It had been almost three weeks since she'd been held captive by those horrible men and seen an innocent old man killed. That was the part she was actually having the most trouble with. That was the part that kept showing up in her dreams and made her wake up crying. He hadn't done anything. In her dreams those men with guns looked like monsters, deformed and snarling.

She kept thinking about going back to work, but she didn't think she was ready. If she'd worked for anyone but Hecate she couldn't imagine she'd even still have a job. The perks of being beloved by gods.

Her own gods were hearing a lot more from Miranda since it had happened, her prayers and supplications to Isis and Osiris becoming almost a constant stream of thought. Give me strength, make me brave, help me through this time, walk beside me and keep me standing tall. Their candles on her altar were always burning, their offerings always being renewed. Miranda needed her faith right now more than she had in years.

On Tuesday morning she told Kat of her intentions: she needed to go see their grandfather, by herself, to talk some things through. And on Tuesday afternoon she called for a cab to take her from the door of her apartment to the door of his, not wanting to spend more time alone outside than was needed.

She made her way up to Hermes' apartment, checking over her shoulder again and again, and then waited after knocking, arms crossed and shoulders hunched.

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Hermes pulled the door open and the moment he saw is granddaughter, he pulled her into his arms. "Miranda," he said soothingly. "I'm glad you came."

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"Papou," Miranda said, let herself soften into Hermes' arms, knowing he'd had no problem keeping her standing upright. Her may have been her grandfather, but he wasn't exactly the frail type. "I just wanted to see you. Everything's been so..." she shrugged against him, because 'horrible' didn't feel like it covered it.

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Hermes did indeed hold her up as she fell against him. "Alright, let's go sit down," he said. He helped her over to the sofa and signalled one of his servants to bring her some tea.

"Talk to me," he said soothingly.

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Miranda sat down and looked up at her grandfather. "I thought I was going to die," she said honestly. "Mom and Cordy and Kat- I told them that I was scared but I knew it would be okay but... I didn't know it was going to be okay. I was one hundred percent sure that one of them was going to put that gun against my head and-" she shook her head quickly, trying not to tear up. "I thought I was going to die just like I watched them kill that man."

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Hermes stroked her hair and anger burned hot inside of him. How dare someone make his granddaughter feel that way? He had killed for less and he was glad the men who were responsible were now dead and gone.

"I hate that you felt that way," he said gently. "And if I had been in the city I would have torn through that place to keep you safe. I feel like I failed you because I was away."

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Miranda shook her head, and wiped at her eyes. "You didn't. You've never failed me, Papou. Not ever. I love you."

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"I love you too," he said, pulling her into a close hug. "I wish I could have kept you from that. Even with as much power as I have, I can't change it. But I did make them regret it."

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She always liked Hermes' hugs, even when he'd been glamoured to look old they'd been strong and warm. "I-" she bit her lip. "Please don't ever tell me what you did to them? But... whatever it was, I'm glad." She felt vicious and evil to say such a thing.

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Hermes wasn't going to tell her anything more, but he was glad that she was glad.

The servant carried in some tea for Miranda and it was placed in front of her to take if she wanted. "You're safe now and if you feel the need, we could probably find some way to get you some protection. Hecate could definitely do so."