Keefe's POV
I made my way through the forest. My mind raced with plans.
Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed through the trees. "Keefe!"
I froze, heart pounding, as Sophie emerged from the darkness, followed closely by Fitz, Dex, Biana, Linh, and Marella. Relief flooded through me, mingled with guilt and apprehension.
"Sophie, what are you doing here?" I asked in a hushed voice, stepping closer to her.
"We're here to rescue you," Sophie replied firmly, determination blazing in her eyes.
"But... you shouldn't have come. It's too dangerous," I protested.
"We're in this together, Keefe," Fitz stated firmly, his expression unwavering. (Made Fitz supportive in this fanfic)
Dex nodded, his tone serious. "We've got your back."
Biana stepped forward, her gaze fierce. "We're not leaving without you."
I looked at each of them, overwhelmed by their loyalty. "Thank you," I said softly, my voice catching with emotion.
"We need to move," Marella urged, scanning the surroundings for any sign of danger.
I nodded.
"Follow me," Foster says.
Together, we moved swiftly through the forest, navigating towards Elwin's indicated location...
