All Night Long (Olympus Drive Chronicles)

Time: 3:15

Teddy

"You can't just say things like that in the middle of raid. You don't just say 'change in plan' when I'm storming a building," Pippa says, returning carrying a duffel bag.

"He's gone, free fell out the window, went in another window, then escaped I assume with his little real-estate-agent looking friend," I say.

"So I just raided a compound for nothing?" she asks, offended.

"You love raiding compounds for no reason what so ever," I scoff.

"Oh. You do know me," she says, no longer pretending to be annoyed.

"Yeah, so he's out, but I vote we still make sure that situation is going okay," I say.

"Definitely! While I was in there I found his room and packed a bag," she says, holding up the bag, "Books and a picture and a few other things I thought he might need."

"Ew, you have blood splattered all over your face don't act like a MUM," I groan.

"Well, I am a mum."

"Yeah but the thing is it's sexy and BioShock-you is also sexy and that's like an overload of sexy for me and I'm a dude," I say, starting walking to go get off the roof.

"Shut up," she laughs, elbowing me, "Hello Lee, were you good for daddy?"

"Mumma," Lee holds out his hands to her.

"He was very good; we're practicing swearing."

"THEODORE."

"Do you not know my last name?"

"Shut up it's not like you use it you use aliases all the time and this is you blatantly getting out of the swearing around the baby talk—,"

"Do you seriously not know my last name? Is that why you put your last name on the baby's birth certificate? I thought that whole family line thing was bullshit you have brothers," I start cackling.

"Okay in my defense you have NEVER once properly introduced yourself to me or anyone and everything you ship to the house you address to Aster—"

"I didn't introduce myself to you because our first conversation was 'do you want to die' 'no' and 'run'," I laugh.

"Yeah we have had other conversations after that like multiple—,"

"Oh, I was staring at your breasts I wasn't thinking."

"I wear sports bras!"

"And I am a maladaptive daydreamer due to my childhood it's fine."

"You're absurd."

"I'm aware."

Wilson

"He can't get back inside," I say, quietly. I'm saying it because I want to believe it.

"He can do anything he wants that's the problem," the boy says. I suppose he's not a boy he's probably my age. He has a youthful face though, smooth and dark with deep sad black eyes. His dark hair is pulled back messily into a bun. He's fiddled with it a few times while pacing.

"Can't you just let him out?" one of the dead girls asks. "Like, just him?"

"It's not up to me," I sigh. Of course I'm the only one left bothering to watch them. The others are all milling around, checking on their agents, and talking. Not that I didn't abandon my post to check on Bailey but she's all right now. "Look, mate, you've just got to make it to dawn, same as the rest of us."

"No---I don't have to do anything. All of you have to make to dawn and I'm going to bet he won't accept that answer," he sighs.

"Phoenix, right?" I ask.

He nods.

"How'd you find that one?" I ask, "Your husband you call him?"

"I met him in school, I told you all this," he sighs.

"Do you know what he is?" I ask, "Because I think it's fairly fucking obvious that he isn't human."

"I know he's special that's it. Does that mean you'll want to lock him up as well now?" he asks.

"It doesn't mean anything in particular," I shake my head, "Just curious. How long have you known?"

He sighs.

"How long have you known?"

"He was always different. I was a kid as well---I thought it was just because I loved him. You know, that he seemed different. Special. But it's not—like I said I didn't know then. I didn't know until it was too late," he admits.

"Too late as in, he avenged your death in a graphic enough manner that students across the pond we're having to papers on gun violence using him as a fucking case study?" I ask.

He winces.

"Yeah, so that was when you figured it out."

"I didn't figure anything out. I don't have answers for you. But I do know this. You're not the hunters anymore. You're the prey. Prepare to be hunted."