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Leave a Light On | Chpt 1

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Summary: Evelyn Jones' mother always warned her about falling in love with the hero types. So, she fell in love with a lawyer instead.

AN: I didn't choose the Daredevil life, it definitely chose me. After Matt Murdock showed up on my screen once again I fell down the rabbit hole of rewatching the series and honestly this hot mess of a human being stole my whole heart so here this is. I hope you enjoy as much as I've enjoyed writing it. (Also look at me not making y’all wait too long after my teasing lol)

She really didn’t have to bribe her boss to let her come in a little later but bagels and coffee never hurt. While her best friends had been office hunting, she had been stuck at work. So when Shirley let her come in at 9 instead of 8 she jumped at the chance to finally check out the office the two had landed on. They had been in it for a couple of weeks now and they had been complaining about how she hadn’t stopped by yet.

She had seen it over the weekend once and while they didn’t have a whole lot of clients, they still teased her about never coming to visit during work hours. Especially after they hired Karen Page. So when things seemed to settle for a little bit at Metro-General, Evelyn talked her boss into letting her come in a little later than usual so she could get them off her back.

Evelyn Jones had been best friends with Matt Murdock and Foggy Nelson since their freshman year of college. She, like the boys, grew up in Hell’s Kitchen and dreamed of giving back to the community. So the fact that they finally had their own brick and mortar building made her quite excited for them. On top of that, they hired their first employee. She couldn’t wait to meet her either, especially since she had quite the story of how she wound up working for Nelson and Murdock.

Just past the hardware store, Evelyn pulled the door that lay between the red pillars open. She was nothing but smiles as climbed the stairs. She was absolutely thrilled for her best friends and to see their dreams come true. Chuckling softly to herself at the paper sign taped to the door, she made the mental note to reach out to one of her contacts from her marketing side gig to see if she couldn’t get them a better sign.

“Well, look who it is.” Foggy smiled as Evelyn walked through the door. She easily returned his grin before he pulled her in for his infamous bear hug.

“Yeah, the boss let me come in a little late today as long as I bring breakfast.” She said as she pulled back. “I had to finally see the new digs in daylight and meet Miss Page.” She waved over to Karen as she turned to be more open to the room.

“It’s not much to look at, or so I’m told.” Matt quipped, leaning in the doorway to his office, a smirk on his features.

Evelyn shook her head with an amused smile as she went to go hug her other best friend. “Hi, Matty.” She whispered with a touch of exasperation in her voice.

“Hi, Evie.” He replied with full-blown smugness as he gave her a small squeeze. “Still questioning our friendship?” He continued to tease in the hopes of trying to cover up his wince from where the cut on his side had opened back up.

Pulling back, she cupped both sides of his face, a large grin stretched across her features as she scanned his. Something was up and she’d figure it out eventually. “Everyday.” She answered with a laugh before letting go and taking in the office space fully.

“It is rather quaint.” She said before turning to finally face the woman she had heard so much about.

“Oh c’mon, Eve. Quaint?” Foggy asked with a slight roll of his eyes while she introduced herself to Karen.

Nodding, she continued talking to Karen and apologized for any future shenanigans her friends pulled her into. “But I promise you’re in good hands. I trust these two to the ends of the earth. However,” she grabbed a pen and wrote her number down on a sticky note, “if you ever need me to get them in line, call me.” She handed the yellow square over to Karen.

“I do need to get going though. I wish I could stay longer but I have to pick up bagels.” She said as she made her rounds again, telling her friends goodbye. “Promise I’ll try to stop by again for a longer visit.” She said as she pulled away from Matt. Before she could leave his side, however, he took hold of her wrist.

“Before you go, could you take a look at Foggy’s decorating and make sure he didn’t get me anything ridiculous?”

There it was. Time to find out why he was wincing. “Yeah, of course.”

He smiled gratefully as he turned to lead her inside his office. Once they were both inside, he shut the door. He wasn’t entirely sure how she was going to take this news, especially since he needed her to help him patch up where he had torn the stitches but it wasn’t like he could go to Claire right now.

As soon as the door shut, Karen turned to look at Foggy, who was heading back into his office after rolling his eyes at his friends. “Are they more than friends?” Karen asked, figuring that maybe they kept things under wraps so that Foggy wouldn’t feel like a third wheel. But they seemed awfully close, even more so than Evelyn and Foggy.

He laughed. “You just met her and you’re already asking that?” He leaned against her desk, ready to give her a glimpse at the history that was Matt and Evelyn. “There’s always been something more between those two but there’s never been the right timing so I’ve had to deal with that for years.”

Karen nodded, glancing back to the door where the light was now on. “So what are they talking about, you think?”

“I’m hoping he’s finally telling her how he feels. She’s seeing this guy but neither Matt nor I like him. But in reality, he’s probably just checking in to make sure that she’s okay. It’s been a couple days since we’ve seen her in person. She stays busy and well, we’ve been setting up a new firm so it doesn’t leave a whole lot of time for us to hang out like we usually do.”

“You three seem really close.” She said with a smile. It was nice to see and she was grateful they all easily seemed to have adopted her into their group. She really didn’t have anyone after moving to New York. She thought she’d be fine with it but after meeting Foggy, Matt, and now Evelyn, she couldn’t have asked for nicer people to consider friends.

“Yeah, we are. But we’re always happy to bring in more friends to our crazy.” Foggy smiled as he went back into his office.

Behind the closed door, Matt finally let Evelyn see how much pain he was in. She flicked on the light before hurrying over to help him sit down. He took off his suit jacket revealing the bloodstain blooming at his side. He had walked too quickly trying to keep up with the mysterious man who had just hired him and Foggy to represent a man named Healy.

“What the hell happened to you?!” Eve whispered. She knew he had a rough night a couple of days ago but he hadn’t told her just how rough. This was the worst she had ever seen him.

“You’re not going to like my answer. First aid kit is in the bottom drawer, by the way.”

With a sigh, she crouched down and pulled out the kit that he reassured would be there. Setting it on the desk, she laid out the supplies she would need and put on a pair of gloves. “Are you going to tell me now or should I expect a visit from you later tonight?” She asked as she crouched back down.

“Can I come over later? What time do you get off work?”

“Six.” She answered as she peeled back his shirt, moving quickly with some gauze to stop the bleeding.

“I’ll bring dinner.”

She looked up at him, worry etched across her features. “It’s that kind of story, huh?”

“Russians like their knives.”

“Shit, Matty.” She huffed out as she began to clean his wound before she stitched him back up. “How did you even reopen this? It looks professionally done.”

“Followed a guy a little too quickly.”

She shook her head, focusing on the stitches. “Did you at least get what you were looking for?”

“No. Just that he got into a car and several pulled away at once.”

“Well, that’s a little anticlimactic.” She set the tools aside and placed gauze over the wound, taping it to him to keep it in place. “What would you have done if I hadn’t shown up?”

“You know I used to patch up my dad right?”

“Yes and that’s how you taught me because the first time you asked me to patch you up I had just started at the hospital and now it’s like you expect me to know what I’m doing.”

“I expect you to know what you’re doing because I taught you how.” He huffed out a laugh.

“If you pop your fresh stitches because you’re teasing me, I’ll be even more upset.” She gave him a pointed glare, even though she knew he couldn’t see it but she was fairly certain he could always feel it when she threw them his way. He always had a slight grimace on his face when it appeared. “Do you have a clean shirt?”

“Yeah, in the garment bag on the back of the door.”

After cleaning up, Eve brought the clean shirt over and helped him into it. “Take it easy for the next few days, please. I’m only in the admin side of healthcare and there is a reason for that. If you injure yourself any worse you’re going to have to go to the actual hospital.”

He took her hands in his, bringing them up to his lips and pressing a kiss to her knuckles. “Thank you, Eve.”

She rolled her eyes and kissed his forehead. “Just be careful, please. Now I’ve really got to go. I'll call and check in later, okay?”

He nodded, letting her go. “Yeah, okay. See you later.”

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Evelyn had barely gotten changed into something more comfortable when a knock sounded throughout her apartment. Moments later, Matt walked through the door, holding a take-out bag from her favorite Italian restaurant. “Eve?” He called out as he made his way towards her kitchen.

“Be out in a minute!” She replied as she tossed her work clothes in her hamper. She pulled out the hairband that kept her hair up in the messy bun she threw it up in about midway through her shift. She needed the extra moment to prepare herself for whatever he was about to tell her. How bad the story was depended on what meal he had gotten for her. “So what did you get for me?” She asked as she made her way out of her bedroom.

He tightened his grip around the chair momentarily before he pulled it back for her to sit. They had somehow managed to create a system based on the food they ordered. Chicken parmesan, they were celebrating. Ravioli was just catching up, a regular dinner out. Tortellini meant bad news. “Why don’t you sit down first?” He said, easing his grip as he turned towards her with his best reassuring smile.

That was all the answer she needed. “You got tortellini didn’t you?” She asked as she sat down, opening up the tin to reveal what she already knew. She let out a heavy sigh as she waited for him to sit down.

Moving his chair closer, he angled his body towards her and reached for her hand. She didn’t give it to him but he kept it out for her to take at any time. Instead, she twirled her fork around for a few moments before stabbing at the cheese-filled pasta. “Who patched you up?” She asked after they both had taken a bite of their food.

“A nurse.”

“Do I know them?” She arched a brow towards him, taking another bite.

“She didn’t say where she worked.”

“And where did she find you?”

“In a dumpster.” He said around his next mouthful.

“In a?!” She gripped her fork and looked up towards the ceiling letting out a rush of air. “What would have happened if she hadn’t found you?”

“I’m not sure.” He said but he knew exactly what would have happened. He would have broken the promise he made to her when she found out about his after-hours activities. He knew she came to the same conclusion when she dropped her fork on the table.

She sighed, covering her face with her hands. He reached out, dragging a hand away from her face. She watched as he played with her fingers momentarily before intertwining them. Holding her hand in his as she processed the details he hadn’t told her before. Ever so quietly, he finally spoke up. “Still questioning our friendship?”

Evelyn leaned back in her seat with a small, exasperated huff. “Every fucking day.”

He let out a relieved sigh as he chuckled, smiling at her answer. He really thought he had lost her there for a moment. He had nearly broken his promise to her, his promise to come home. She had gone quiet and he couldn’t quite make out what she was feeling. Which is why he asked his question and why her answer meant a great deal to him.

They finished eating in companionable silence. Once they were done, Evelyn cleaned up, ready to truly settle in for the night. She had some shows to catch up on and she needed to figure out a restaurant to go to later in the week. She and Will were going out after work in a couple of days and it was her turn to pick where they went. Although walking around and seeing where it took them sounded fun too. If only Will was as adventurous.

“Do you want to come over? Have a drink?” Matt asked her, leaning against the counter.

“I’m gonna pass tonight. My couch hasn’t seen me in a while. I need to let it know that I’m not neglecting it.” She joked. “You’re more than welcome to stay. I think I have something around here.”

He shook his head. “I don’t want to take away time from your couch.”

Evelyn soon wrapped him in a hug, holding him to her tightly. She needed to feel that he was actually there with her and he was more than happy to oblige. He easily returned the embrace, arms winding around her waist. “Thank you for dinner.” She wound up saying instead of the multitude of other things she wanted to say. Half of them she couldn’t because she was in a relationship.

“Next time it won’t be tortellini.”

She chuckled. “It was still good despite the news that came with it.”

“I’m going to be more careful.”

“Yeah, you better.” She gave him a small squeeze before pulling back. “Be careful going home. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?”

He nodded, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Sweet dreams, Evie.”

“Night, Matty.” She softly smiled before walking him to the door.

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Release: October 13, 2017

Lyrics:

The second someone mentioned you were all alone

I could feel the trouble coursing through your veins

Now I know, it's got a hold

Just a phone call left unanswered had me sparking up

These cigarettes won't stop me wondering where you are

Don't let go, keep a hold

If you look into the distance, there's a house upon the hill

Guiding like a lighthouse

It's a place where you'll be safe to feel our grace

'Cause we've all made mistakes

If you've lost your way

I will leave the light on

Tell me what's been happening, what's been on your mind

Lately, you've been searching for a darker place to hide

That's alright

But if you carry on abusing, you'll be robbed from us

I refuse to lose another friend to drugs

Just come home, don't let go

If you look into the distance, there's a house upon the hill

Guiding like a lighthouse

It's a place where you'll be safe to feel our grace

'Cause we've all made mistakes

If you've lost your way

I will leave the light on

If you look into the distance, there's a house upon the hill

Guiding like a lighthouse

It's a place where you'll be safe to feel our grace

And if you've lost your way

If you've lost your way

I will leave the light on

And I know you're down and out now, but I need you to be brave

Hiding from the truth ain't gonna make this all okay

I see your pain

If you don't feel our grace and you've lost your way

Songwriter:

Well, I will leave the light on

I will leave the light on

'Cause I will leave the light on

Steve Mac / Thomas Alexander Walker

SongFacts:

"Leave a Light On" is a song by British singer-songwriter Tom Walker. It was released to digital commerce on October 13, 2017. The song was co-written by Walker and Steve Mac. The song reached the top 10 in Austria, Wallonia, Germany, Italy and Switzerland, while it reached the top 40 in Australia, Flanders, France, Poland and the Netherlands. The song reached number 7 in the UK and number 34 on the Irish Singles Chart.

An acoustic version of the track, arranged and produced by Cliff Masterson, was featured in television advertising for Sony Bravia.

In an interview with Idolator, Walker revealed that the song was about a friend of his who was struggling with addiction, explaining that he wrote it for "his family and [his] friends" to know to let “them” talk about it.

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