moondirewolf:

I’m still not over the fact that Marcos and Lorna have an Aurora Borealis painting/picture hanging over their bed. I actually teared up a bit the first time I noticed it

Company: “This a nice painting. Why’d you choose?”

Marcos: “We just thought it looked reall ni-”

Lorna: “That’s what happens when we do it. Entire room.”

rey-of-luke:

Quick Polaris/Lorna Dane x Eclipse/Marcos Diaz drabble I wrote because I can’t wait for The Gifted to air next month!


The first time you see the bag Lorna carries with her everywhere, you do the the natural thing and ask what’s in it. She just gives you a look just shy of a glare, and you notice John minutely shaking his head in your peripheral, telling you to drop it. You take his advice.

~

You practically forget about the bag as the two of you grow closer the longer your little trio runs. You still notice how that’s always, always the first thing she grabs when you guys have to move base, and have a feeling that whatever is in it, she would willingly give her life for.

~

When you two finally act on the feelings and tension between each other, you notice she sets the bag with your few possessions. At your look, she simply gives you a sad smile and says, “I’ll tell soon.”

~

“Soon” never comes, because suddenly the Sentinel Services have Lorna and you’re being contacted by Reed Strucker himself, begging you to help him get his kids to safety. You almost refuse out of anger, but realize you can use him to get Lorna back. You feel terrible, because for god’s sake his children are still kids and yet… you convince him to break Lorna out anyway.

~

Later, once the group (larger, now, consisting of the Strucker family – and that will take getting used to) has settled for the night after escaping the Services, you notice Lorna holding something in her hands, the bag by her feet.

You turn to leave but she calls out for you to stay.

When you get close enough you see the object in her hands is a particular red and purple helmet. A helmet that’s as iconic as the man it once belonged to. You understand immediately why it means so much to her before she even says anything.

“It’s all I have left of him.”

Lorna is not one to show anything that could make her appear weak, but she’s been able to let her guard down with you so you hear the way her voice breaks, and as you carefully put an arm around her (careful not to accidentally burn her) you silently vow to look after the helmet with your life. For her.