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Though even now with that icy expression on his face, she didn’t fear him.

“See you, Sam.”

Sam looked at Beth for a few moments. She briefly thought he was going to say something, before he shook his head slightly and disappeared in a flurry of glittering stars.

Storm sighed. “We should get back. They’ll be going out soon.”

It was only then that Beth noticed the sun was beginning to set.

“Wow, where’s the day gone?” she asked herself.

“Indeed,” he commented

He stood slowly.

“What did Sam call you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said easily.

She frowned but let it be; he obviously didn’t want to discuss it. She took his hand when he offered it and he took them back to the Brotherhood safe house.

“Will you teach me to do that?” she asked him.

“One day,” he agreed.

Onyx stepped out of the living room, dressed in his fighting leathers.

“Who’s going out tonight?” Storm asked him.

“Elijah, Caelan, Liam, Zeke and I,” Onyx replied. He was acting as if nothing had ever happened between him and Zeke. “We got a call from the local police. Missing person case.”

“If it’s a missing person case, why are they calling you?” Beth frowned.

When his eyes met hers, she knew the answer already.

“Because they found him.”

“Can I come with you?” Beth asked, making his eyes narrow as she tried to keep the curious tone out of her voice.

“I can vouch for her,” Elijah said as he came out of the firing range, dripping with weapons. He shrugged on a long trench coat, into which he slipped a small knife, a pistol and some spare ammo. Onyx raised an eyebrow at him. “She won’t slow us down. Give her a blade and a gun and she’ll be fine.”

“She has a broken arm, Eli.”

Storm scoffed at the words. “Give your medic some credit.” He turned to her and took her arm, taking off the cast that Zeke had put on only a few hours earlier.

Her arm didn’t hurt. She gripped it with her other hand, tightly, testing it.

She was suddenly pushed backwards. She threw out her arms to catch her, which they thankfully did.

“See, she’s fine,” Elijah said, now standing where she had been.

“Thanks, Eli, yeah,” she spat. He rolled his eyes at her and pulled her up.

“Shouldn’t be pushing girls, Elijah,” Liam’s mocking tone laughed.

“She’s so much more than just a girl,” Elijah grinned.

The living room door opened again and Caelan and Zeke came out. Zeke looked deep in thought, bouncing the business end of a wickedly sharp dagger on his palm. Caelan scowled at him.

“Stop that,” Cae told him.

“Stop what?” Zeke asked, seeming genuinely confused.

Caelan snatched the knife away. “That.”

“Oh. Sorry.”

The End

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