Before it's too late

Anywhere

     The funeral for Trevor along with other victims was to be on the 2nd of December. Cassie Danvers and Rodrigo Litt were contacted and said they would like to have the funeral for their sibling and husband along with Trevor. Although they didn't know each other long, they felt so close to him. They had lived through the most traumatic experience of their lives. Well a few of them lived through it.

Hannah Brighton and Daniel Kremmer's families set up pictures and flowers around a little alter but they didn't have a body. Isabela and Will Rush's parents said they were sorry but seeing the others, the other victim's families, the survivors, it would all be too much. They put up pictures anyway to remember them.

There was a wall of pictures in the Durr's barn, pictures of their dead hunt. At first it disgusted the officers that carefully removed the photographs from the wall but it made their job easier in figuring who was who. Each family was notified but none were able to be given remains. So smiling pictures of the Durr's victims, when they were alive and safe were plastered along the walls and stage.

"Thank you." Saoirse said as she grasped Coleman's hand. He gave a nod and tight smile. He helped plan everything, he didn't lose anyone during the Durr's madness but he still felt the pain they felt, it was the least he could do.

"An Ice cream bar" Cassie declared as she walked through the banquet hall.

Since they were celebrating and grieving the lives of more than just Sandra, Caleb and Trevor they decided a larger venue would be appropriate. All the wonderful people that were taken and tortured, their families needed room to roam. No need for everyone to be squished in a tiny house, smashed together as though they were stuck in a cage.

"Trevor kept talking about ice cream" Rodrigo stated as he picked up a cherry.

"He said that when we got out..." Cassie wiped at her eyes trying to withhold tears.

"What did he say?" Saoirse pleaded, she let go of Coleman's hand and moved to put a hand on Cassie's shoulder. "Please." It was barely a whisper. Cassie crinkled up her face, building up her courage.

"He said that when we got out Rodrigo was to buy us all Kitchen sinks." Saoirse let out a laugh, "a giant ice cream Sunday of sorts."

"That's what he wanted?" Saoirse kept laughing, a real smile covered her face, but when she realized she was smiling, realized she was laughing she broke down crying and fell to the floor.

"I got her" Cassie stated as she sat down next to Saoirse.

"You lost someone too, someone you loved" Saoirse said weakly. "I hated him and I feel this way" she opened her mouth to say more but couldn't find the words.

"You loved him," Cassie stated pulling Saoirse's gaze up to her "You loved him or else you wouldn't have come looking, wouldn't have almost gotten yourself killed. You loved him and he died loving you." Saoirse didn't know if Cassie's words were helpful or more painful. Either way she kept crying into her hands.

BEFORE

"Patience will only get you so far Prudence. Patience for the right moment to pull back the bow, to catch your prey... in that peak moment of fear, pure fear, you must have patience. But patience will only get you so far."

"What will get me further father?" She knew that Hector would be farther then her in his training, she wanted to prove herself. She knew she was timid with the hunt, with the kill and catch, she didn't know how to be better, she didn't know how to succeed like he wanted her too.