Takes place after
thisIt wasn’t that Molly was out of her league with the magic, she wasn’t. This was something that she would have handled easily on her own in Chicago. What she needed help with was the second component not connected to the mind. While it was delicate working in a mind, especially a child’s mind, and she wanted help with that; the last thing that she wanted to happen was to screw him up. The artifact definitely needed extra help with it. There was no way she could do both. Not to mention, even with Kash’s help in training, she would be more of a hindrance than a help if anything would go to hell and knowing her luck, it would.
She’d heard bar talk in the Inn and she wasn’t sure if it was just talk or actual fact of the skillset. Whichever way it panned out, Molly was sure that River Song would be more help with the artifact than she would, so she’d sent a message to her, Kash and Corbie to meet her in an abandoned building in the village. They would need to be filled in without being overheard and it was the best place that Molly could find to do that.
As Molly waited, she laid out a copy of the old map from the book she’d found on a big dusty box – her makeshift table. It was supposedly to the catacombs under the church where the artifact needed to be returned. Molly didn’t want to destroy it, she wasn’t sure how it would affect the kid, what the connection was to him until she could see the tendril in his mind. So, the next best thing would be to bury it deep. The catacombs had ‘urban legends’ attached to it and who knew what was real and was bullshit, so she’d told them come prepared for anything. The artifact had been in another book, well actually more than one because Molly couldn’t believe the crap in the first one and had to make sure there was more than one account. There had been. Even that hadn’t prepared her for actually seeing it. It was certainly different, but it didn’t look like it would have caused as much trouble as it had.
( Mind Games )