Head Down

Chapter 33

A/N: So, boo! I wanted to tell you guys I finally know exactly whats going to happen up to the end. Expect about eight to twelve more chappies. Spinoff coming soon, lets see who can guess about who ;). Sorry for the shortness but I personally loved writing it. COMMENT, follow, vote please. Thanks y'all!

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NATE'S POV

After breakfast, the four of us found ourselves at a loss for what to do. It was still a vicious storm outside so anything there was out, and I wasn't comfortable with taking Katie outside the city limits. I'm not sure why since the biggest threat to her is a mere twenty minutes away, and it's not like there's anything we could do out in town. So me, my still injured mate, am incredibly calm fourteen year old, and a ADHD fourteen year old were stuck inside. Katie hadn't seemed to mind, so there really wasn't anything wrong with it. I haven't gotten to talk to Castor and Pollux in a while.

The boys are polar opposites. Blonde and brunette, introvert and extrovert, quiet and loud, yin and yang. It's amazing that they could both love the same girl. Of course it's only puppy love, but we all know it will grow into something more. At least for one of them. I myself have only met Sydney once or twice, but Pollux talks about her enough that it's he's not that hard to picture. I can't help but think those two would be more compatible, but whenever she's around the girl always ends up next to Castor.

At first I had suggested a board game, to which Pollux had responded, "Only if you want her to whip you. She kicks ass at Clue." Katie had simply grinned evilly at him, making the exuberant twin stick his tongue out at her and Castor smile privately.

"Did you play last night?" I'd asked, all of us having plopped into the couch at the same time, save for Castor who had sat on the coffee table.

"Twenty games," said Katie, shrugging.

"Who the hell wins twenty games in a row?" muttered Pollux, making me chuckle.

"You won EVERY game?" I'd asked.

She had nodded, patting Pollux sarcastically on the back. "There there."

"Bite me," he'd mumbled.

"She's reserved," I warned.

After that was out we were left with the plethora of kiddish rainy day activities that Katie had never experienced before. Indoor bowling with a tennis ball and Solo cups for pins was first in the hallway leading to the basement -if you knocked a pin down the stairs it was an automatic spare- followed by video games. Katie was terrible at the bowling though she hadn't seemed to mind, and honestly the bandages on her hands restricted her movement on the Wii -even so she beat Castor in Portal2. After a suitable amount of time and two laugh attacks later, we had moved onto a movie because there was simply nothing else to do.

Now the movie, Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull, is just going off, and Katie's stomach growls. She isn't sitting next to me much to my discomfort, rather pacing a bit behind the couch. She's been fidgety all day, which worries me after having gotten used to her being unnaturally still. Her movements almost exactly mirror Pollux's across the room -though the reason he's pacing is simply a case of suppressed energy.

"Looks like it's time to order pizza," I state, hefting myself off of the couch and heading in the direction of the phone.

Katie falls in step beside me, making me smile in spite of myself, saying, "Will they deliver in this weather?"

"We'll find out," shrugs Castor, clearly not worried.

"Does anything ever bother you?" Katie asks him honestly, lacing her fingers through my own -the smooth warmth of her hand sends shivers down my spine.