-Leaving-
Warren’s POV
“Kendra, wait! I’m not lying to you!” Then Warren heard the door slam shut. “Dammit,” Warren said under his breath, still trying to steady himself after that blast Kendra hit him with. Somehow it seemed different than the forcefield she made last time he saw her, almost less bright. Warren couldn’t explain it. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the stone Bracken gave him. “Hey, found her,” Warren said in his mind as he sat down on the ground. “Really? She was still at the apartment?” Bracken responded, “Oh yeah, she hit me with some magic that seemed like her fairy kind magic, but also different.” Warren said, “She hit you?” Seth’s voice cut in, apparently, Bracken had connected the rocks into a telepathy group chat. “She said sorry before she did,” Warren replied. “At least she’s still herself, kinda,” Seth said, “I’m going to check out her apartment and then come pick you two up,”
“Sounds good, see you then,” Bracken said, then Warren felt the connection disconnect.
Seth’s POV
It was less than an hour before Warren came to pick Seth and Bracken up from the airport. He had said not to buy plane tickets because he had already set something up. Seth was trying to figure out what that meant when the car pulled up and Warren got out, “Hey, I called Vanessa. She was able to hook us up with a ride on the private jet,”
“Wow. really?” Seth asked, walking over to Warren.
“Yeah, someone owed her a favor. Follow me,”
“Were you able to find Kendra’s phone number anywhere?” Bracken asked as the group walked back into the airport.
“No, I looked everywhere,”
And that made Seth remember something, “Well this might have her number on it,” Seth said, holding up the phone he had stolen from the satyr at the bar.
“Where did you get that?” Warren asked,
“I stole it from Gal while they were distracted by Bracken,” Seth said casually.
“Have you checked it for Kendra’s number?” Bracken asked,
“Not yet, but I can right now,” Seth said, unlocking the phone. “Lena Chase, right here.”
“Should we call?” Bracken asked.
“I have a few things I’d like to talk to her about,” Warren said, grabbing the phone and hitting the call button. Seth couldn’t hear the conversation but Kendra must have picked up because Warren said, “Kendra?” Seth heard a muffled reply that sounded like his sister’s voice, “Please don’t hang up, I have someone here who wants to talk to you.” Warren gestured for Seth to take the phone but with the phone being closer to him, Seth heard Kendra’s voice more clearly. It had been so long since he had heard her voice. A wave of feelings hit Seth all at once, and he couldn’t bring himself to take the phone. “Seth?” Warren whisper hissed, but Seth just couldn’t. He looked over at Bracken and he seemed to be having a similar reaction. “Bracken, why don’t you take it?” Seth whispered,
“What? She’s your sister. Don’t you want to talk to her?” Bracken asked in the same whisper tone, seeming hesitant.
“Aren’t you in love with her? You take it.” At that, Bracken took the phone as Warren tried to hide his laughter at Seth’s remark.
Bracken’s POV
“Kendra?” Bracken asked after he took the phone. He heard Kendra inhale deeply at the sound of his voice. “Bracken?” Kendra whispered, sounding like she was on the verge of tears. Hearing her voice again after so many years was brought even more emotions than he had thought possible. It still sounded like her, sweet and kind but there was more sadness than before. “Kendra we need you to home-” Then there was a click the soft rumble of what sounded like a car was gone. “She hung up,” Bracken said,
“What?” Seth exclaimed.
“Rude, she probably doesn’t think it’s you. She did see you two murdered right in front of her.” Warren said, “Best thing we can do now is head to Italy.” And at that the group headed to the private plane Vanessa had secured for them.
