My Last Hope (Truth Series 4)

28: Houston, we have a problem

A/N: Message from the past: Hi! :D This chapter was written on February 15th, 2016. Enjoy! -Da Muffin From Da Past (I'm weird. Don't question it.)

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OCs.

CaptainSparklez's POV

Ridge leads Sierra, Star, and Clash out of the meeting room. The only ones that remain are Notch, Gunnar, Antvenom, and myself. We sit in silence. That is, until I build up the courage to speak. "We have a problem."

Gunnar growls in response. "Could it be tha-"

"Gunnar!" Notch interrupts him. "That is quite enough! Jordan is my family! If you will not respect him and listen to what he has to say then get out of this room!"

Holy shit! I never knew Notch could sound so angry. Then again, I never thought Notch would stick up for someone like me. I've fucked up so many times that the few good things I have done seem insignificant.

"I'm sorry Notch but I can't do that!" Gunnar stands up so fast that his chair clatters to its side. "I will not sit here quietly while that thing is in this room!" He point at me. "That boy is a disgrace to the gods! He's nothing more than another Brine!" Somewhere in his rant my gaze finds a new place to stay. I stare at my hands resting in my lap trying to ignore how much his words hurt. "He doesn't belong here! He-" Gunnar's voice abruptly stops with a loud smack. I slowly lift my gaze to face the source of the sound. What I see is not what I expect. This is something I never could have suspected. Notch full on slapped Gunnar across the face.

"Get out!" The irate god orders. The were-lion doesn't move. "NOW!" Gunnar's paws don't make a sound as he wordlessly exits the room. The most terrifying thing I hear since getting up this morning is the barely audible click of the door closing behind Gunnar. Notch watches his friend and right hand man leave with an unreadable expression. He then turns to me. His expression softens to be gentle and apologetic. A look I'm not used to receiving. "Jordan, I..." He trails of and a look of concern crosses his face. "Are you okay?"

I feel one of Antvenom's hands caress my cheek. He gently turns my head to face him. I only just realize that I am crying when Ant wipes the tears away from my eyes. I wrap my arms around his midsection and pull him closer to me. He wraps his arms around me in return and I bury my head in his chest silently crying. Ant runs a hand through my hair soothingly and whispers calming words in my ear. It takes a while but I am finally able to calm down and 'come back to reality' in a sense. I breathe in my boyfriend's scent one last time before pulling away from him.

"Are you alright, Jordan?" Notch asks patiently.

"I'll be fine," I reply keeping my voice even.

Notch looks skeptical but he accepts my answer and moves on. "What was this you said about a problem?"

"Brine's probably not happy that Sierra, Star, and I left his prison."

"I am aware of that but I don't see a problem with it."

"Knowing my fath- Knowing Brine," I correct myself. "He will most likely try to get the three of us back and will go after everyone who helped us escape."

"I see. I'll do my best to warn them and make sure they're aware of the situation. Is there anything else, Jordan?"

"Yes. I'm worried about all the people I have associated with in the past."

"Why is that?"

"Brine told me that if I left his prison the next time I saw my friends they would be dead."

"I'll see what I can do." Notch stands up with the grace of a king and walks to the door of the room. I stand to follow him and Antvenom copies me. Notch stops in the doorway. "Jordan, you should get some rest."

"But-"

"Jordan." Notch cuts me off. His voice is stern but gentle. Far different from the commanding and controlling voice that I am used to receiving from Brine. "I can tell you've been through alot this last month or two. You're exhausted. Both physically and emotionally. Take the time to get some rest while you can. If Brine really goes through with everything that you think he will, then we will need your help to stop him. And you can not do that if you are not well rested. So, go get some rest now."

"Yes, uncle." I sigh in defeat.

"Antvenom."

"Yes," my boyfriend responds immediately.

"Make sure Jordan actually gets some rest."

"I will." Ant grins.

"Just don't forget to take care of yourself as well."