Instinct - Season 1

Episode 8

Candace lost her breath as she looked into Landen's eyes. It seemed impossible to her that he could be telling the truth, but then again, everything in her world seemed impossible. She stumbled back in a daze, and Landen's eyes deepened into a newfound sense of concern for Candace.

"You look like you're gonna be sick." He said with his hand out as if he were ready to catch her were she to fall. The world began to swarm around her. She should be used to surprises by now, shouldn't she? She grasped her head.
"I'll be fine," she said lightly, but she knew it wasn't true. She couldn't make sense of this world, and every time she thought she had a grasp on what was going on, she was caught up in a whole new situation. Landen was her brother, and now she had to make sense of what that really meant.

"Our parents?"

"We share the same mother, but not the same father."

"So that's why your dad hates me so much," she mused.
"Yeah, that's part of it." He snickered as if he were in on a secret joke. She couldn't understand how he could take in the whole situation so light heartedly, and for a moment, anger built up inside of her.

"Where is she? Who is my father?" She said with haste. Landen could sense the fire building up in her voice.

"I don't know where she is to be honest, and I don't know who your father is. All I know is that my dad always made such a big deal about our mother cheating on him. I've seen pictures. You look like her, you know." A car passed by and Candace jumped back unexpectedly, tripping over the curb. Landen jumped forward and caught her before she hit the ground. He sighed and stepped back as if urging her to stay calm.

Candace took a long moment to absorb everything he was saying. Landen stood with his hands tucked into his pockets and stared down at his feet absentmindedly. He wasn't impatient, but time seemed to go by slowly, and his stress was building.

"So now what?"

"What do you mean?" He looked confused as an elephant that was being asked to jump. It didn't occur to him to think of the consequences of telling her the truth. He knew he would help her if she asked him to, but he was afraid to take the first step. He needed her to ask.

"It wont be long until people come looking for us, and we have no idea where the other rebels have moved to. Where do we go from here?"

"One step at a time I guess." He replied.

"We should do something while we're here."

He sighed. "You're crazy. You were just tortured...You need to take some time to relax."

"And I'm better now, thanks to you." She nudged him. "Who is the leader of The Order?"

"We call her Queen Marie. If you're thinking about going after her, than you're crazy. She is insanely strong, and guards constantly surround her. I don't think you understand how big this government really is."

"The United States government has no idea they even exist?"

"Ohh... you're getting into major conspiracy territory. I personally think that it does, or at least a section of the government does, but I don't know for sure."

"They can't possibly approve of what's going on. What if we got their help?"

He laughed at her like she was a child with an irrational thought, and Candace's face grew red.

"How do you suppose we do that?" He dragged the words out.

Candace sat sown on the curb, and looked up at the sky. There had to be somebody that she could talk to; some way to get their attention...