Unlucky Fortune

2. Happy Reunion (Not)

Turns out that we didn't talk. In fact only he talked which involved a lot of shouting and me drowning him out. When we arrived at base he got out the car and stormed off into the building. I role my eyes and get out. I take my suitcase out the boot and wheel it in. When I reach the open door I stop. How will they react when they see me? Will they be like Will? I take a deep breath and walk in. As I walk past the doorway to the main room I look in to see everyone's head snap up to me. James gets up and runs towards me. He wraps me in a big hug.

"Gosh girl you had us all so worried." He whispers into my hair. I wrap my arms around him. James was always the kindest one. He never liked killing but he did it because he knew it was right.

"I'm sorry." Is all I can say in return. He pulls away and gives me a small smile which I return. When I look at the other two people who I have not seen yet my heart breaks more if that is possible. Pat is crying and she never cries, whereas Matt has pure anger written all over his face. Pat wipes her tears and walks over. She gives me a hard slap which makes my face sting but I don't show it.

"Don't you ever do that again! If you do I will come and find your ass and rip it up into a million little pieces." She screams at me. I can't help but let my smile grow a little at her threat and I see her smile as well. Next thing we know we burst out laughing. The first time I laughed since I left here. That thought brings my laughing to a halt. My smile drops.

"So where am I staying? And when will I see the others?" I ask turning to Will. He has a look if concern in eyes and sadness crosses his face.

"You will meet the others tonight at dinner as for where you are staying it will be back into you first room." He replies. His comment stings more than Pat's slap but I again don't let it show.

"Okay. Well I'll head up." I turn around.

"Wait!" He says too hurriedly. I stop mid step. "Um... When you have finished we will start your training again." He says nervously. I let out a bitter laugh,

"I am not training with you after what happened the last time we were here." I screech and storm out. Just as I leave the door I hear Pete mutter,

"She isn't the same."

"No Pete... If she was then she would've come back." Pat replies.

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"So where did you go?" My mother asks, not quite meeting my eyes.

"Almost everywhere. England, Africa, Mexico, Australia. You name it and I have probably been there. I even went to New Jersey." I say giving my dad a look. He gulps loudly.

"Oh sounds fun. So why did you go?" He returns my look.

"That is something that if I were to tell it would not be to you." I say squinting my eyes. He looks down in shame, probably because I used to be a daddy's girl. I carry on eating and see that everyone was listening into our conversation. I look to my aunt and see she is glaring at me, but I give her a polite smile and nod my head. Me and Aunt Betty never got on before I left and now leaving probably made it worse. I then turn my head and come face to face with Will's family. They both give me a glare but I return with yet another smile.

"So are you leaving again?" Mum whispers next to me. I turn away from them and face her.

"She wants to use the obliviscatur on all of this and then leave." Pete mumbles. Everyone gasps.

"But why? We only just got you back! We need you Hal. Please don't do this!" Mum cries clinging onto my hand. I close my eyes trying not to let them get to me. When I open them I meet Will's usually warm brown ones. He has a look of concern and betrayal.

"Shut up! Okay just shut up! This is my decision and right now I can barely hold myself together being here. When I went on that day to sort out that negotiation I changed. I changed and realized that this was not for me! So just shut up." I snap. Instantly everyone shuts their mouths and we all sit in silence. I notice that I'm standing up and have knocked my drink over. I pick it up and dab at the spillage with my shirt before sitting down.

"People don't change Hally. They just lose sight in what is important." Matt growls at me. It was a low blow but it worked.

"Maybe I was never on the right track of what is important." I reply. It shuts him up and he gives me a confused look.

"What happened at the negotiation?" Will asks after a minute.

"They all died."

"We know that. But something happened that changed you. Also we were confused as to how you managed to kill them all." He says, my anger rises at that. As if I am not good enough to be able to kill them all even though I didn't want to, but I was at that is what scares me.

"You want to know what happened? Let me show you." I reply and stand up again and take off my top. I turn around so they can see my back before moving my hair. There are eight very long claw marks going from my left shoulder to the bottom of my back on the right side, and a massive bite mark is on my right shoulder. By the lack of noise I can tell they are stunned. I drop my hair and out my top back on. "I'm going to my room and I don't want any disturbance. Tomorrow you can give me that test to see if I am capable of working." I tell them harshly. I turn around and bump into a little girl who couldn't be more than four. She gives me a big smile but then looks to a person behind me.

"Daddy!" She yells and runs to someone. I turn around and whatever was left of my heart is completely broken now. The little girl is sitting on Will's lap giving him a big hug. Tears sting in my eyes. That lying bastard. I turn around and walk out.

"Daddy... She was pretty. Who is she?" I hear the little girl ask. I stop wanting to hear his response.

"Someone very important to me." He replies. I want to go in there and scream if I was so important how come he had a child with someone else? But I don't. I just walk up the stairs and into my room. Which has to be across from Will's and my old room, but it is now just Will's. Will's and probably his daughter's mum, and his daughter's... Unless she has her own room. I look away quickly and open my door. Looking inside it seems like nothing about it has changed. Pictures of me and everyone I love is still taped to my wall. My bed is still unmade and what clothes I didn't move into Will's room lie all over the floor. Four years and it looks like no one has come in here. Dust lines everywhere it can get to. Seems like some cleaning is needed, but first I need to make a call.