"Scarlett Palmer speaking," she told whoever was on the phone.
"Scarlett?" a familiar voice asked, sounding panicked. "Thank goodness! I need your help."
"Rory? Is that you?" It sounded like her best friend, and it sounded like the girl was about ready to start crying. "What's the matter?"
"I need a lawyer, Scarlett, and I was hoping you'd help me out."
"What do you need a lawyer for?" Scarlett was concerned, if Rory needed a lawyer, did that mean that Erik had finally gotten her to do something that was illegal? Scarlett shoved the thought out of her head, she needed to stop thinking of Erik like that. It was one of the things her and Rory had constantly fought about, whether Erik was a good influence or not. And this was clearly not a time to fight.
"They...they think I killed my parents and Octavian. I need you to get me out of this, Scarlett. Please."
"Does Erik know about this? Can't he help you? Surely he'd be closer to you?"
"I haven't seen Erik in nearly three months, Scarlett. I doubt he's even aware I've been gone. No, you're the only person I can turn to right now. Can you help me?"
Scarlett gulped quietly, but nodded her head, before saying, "Yeah. I'll be there as soon as I can, Rory."
"Thanks so much, Scarlett! You have no idea how much you're saving me." The phone then went click, and Scarlett knew her best friend had hung up.
"That was Rory?" Hank asked. "What was that all about?"
"She's in trouble, and she needs my help. I'll be leaving as soon as I can. You'll have to let Charles know, though I highly doubt that he's even going to bat an eye at it."
"Where are you going?"
Scarlett took a deep breath. "California. Don't worry, I'll be able to get there on my own."
Hank didn't question it, instead he just nodded his head, and put his hand on her shoulder. "Just stay safe, Scarlett."
It was Scarlett's turn to nod her head, and smiled. "Aren't I always?"
Then, without another word, she turned to the nearest window in the room, and opened it. She'd gotten good at her abilities so that she didn't have to concentrate too much before she'd turned into a small robin, and flew out the window. She was aware that Hank would close the window behind her, so she didn't concern herself with it. Instead, she made her way up high into the sky, to fly to California so she could save her best friend.
It only took her about twelve hours to fly all the way to California, which wasn't that horrible, but she was exhausted by the time she'd got there, which was nearly one in the morning. She was aware the the police precinct wouldn't be opened that early in the morning, so she turned back into a human after finding a park bench to sleep on. Luckily, it was middle of June, so it wasn't freezing cold outside. At about ten at night, when she was sure the darkness would cover her up, she had turned into a dragon, so she could get to California faster, but it had exhausted her to no ends. Turning into something as big as a dragon for over three hours always made her tired, so she passed out within seconds after resting down on the park bench.
When she awoke, she looked at her watch quickly, and was relieved to see that it was about eight in the morning. The precinct would be open, so she looked around quickly to make sure there weren't many people nearby, before turning into a chipmunk to make her way to the precinct a lot faster. Then, she climbed the nearest tree, and hopped from one tree to another, until she figured out exactly where the precinct was. Once she was a block away, she turned into an alley, and then turned back into herself, before walking out of the alley, and heading into the precinct.
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Isolation [Erik Lehnsherr]Fanfiction
Sometimes feeling isolated is better than actually getting along with other people. At least, that's the view Rory has when it comes to anyone else. It's going to be up to Erik Lehnsherr and Charles Xavier to change her view. But it won't be as easy...