HG,
When Joshua went missing I was a wreak and every counselor I had to see told me that writing letters to the person I was missing would help. Like, by writing down everything what I wanted to say to them would be like actually talking to them. I never understood that. I guess I thought too much for my own good even then. I mean, I thought Joshua was dead. How was writing a letter to a dead man supposed to help? But Joshua wasn't really dead, just stuck in void space, and you're not really dead either, just stuck in some super scary secret Regent prison—which is kind of the same thing, right?
Anyway, I guess I just wanted to say that I get it. I mean, I understand why you did what you did. In theory. I kind of know what you are going through. I lost my parents when I was a kid and just when things were almost good again I lost Joshua (well, I got him back, but I didn't know that was going to happen) Anyway, I know what it feels like to lose hope, to feel like the world is out for you. I felt that way for most of my life.
But then I came to the Warehouse and I got Joshua back and I met Pete and Myka and Leena and Artie and then you and things were good, like really good for the first time in a long time…But then you did what you did and suddenly you were gone and Myka was gone and Pete wasn't acting like Pete and everything was broken. You broke my family, HG, and I'm still really, really mad about that.
That being said, I really wish you were still here. We got Myka back and Jinksy is great, but things aren't the same without you. I have no one to bounce ideas off of. And I mean Jinksy is awesome, like the best friend a girl can have, but he's a guy and since you left, Myka hasn't been herself. She's still a kick-ass agent and super funny when you give the chance, but she's …quieter. She's acting a lot like she did when I first met her. Kind of haunted with these huge walls protecting her.
I don't think any of us realized the influence had on her, or I guess, the influence you had on each other until it was too late. Like, you guys freakin' mind melded or something and now you guys are walking around with half a brain and not in a cool zombie movie kind of way. I just…I wish things were different.
3 -Claudia