Faustini ✔️

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A worried Elena sat with Donatello eating breakfast. She sighed and aired her worries. "Roman hasn't answered my calls."

Donatello, aware something was bothering her, replied. "Okay."

"And neither has Catalina." Elena added.

Donatello didn't care about Roman, but he did care about Catalina. "...Okay."

Elena leaned away from her food, unable to eat from the stress. "And I went to tell Sebastian, but he didn't answer either."

"Okay, that's definitely not good." Donatello replied, fearing for the worst.

"I thought he must have been busy taking care of someone's business, but I don't know." Elena paused. "I would call Rita, but she doesn't want to hear from me right now."

Donatello squinted. "Why not?"

"...I didn't tell her that Landon was held by Sebastian." Elena pouted. "I was relying on Landon to do it for me, but whatever."

"Then tell her that." Donatello spoke. "Or tell Leo that, you know she'll probably race over to his house to tell him."

"I suppose I could start with him, I don't have the number to Rita's dad's house, so I probably couldn't get in contact even if I wanted to." Elena stood up and pushed her chair in. "Thanks for the help, Donatello."

"Don't mention it." Donatello proudly slammed his hand on the table with a bright smile on his face.

Leo was still holding onto the slice in his stomach, Rita stayed put as Jett creepily stood over them, watching them.

The apartment phone rang and Jett walked towards it. Rita looked into Leo's eyes with seriousness, Leo nodded before Rita fled through the door, screaming out for help. "Damn it!" Jett cursed before running after her.

Leo groaned, dragging himself over to the phone. He knocked the table and the phone fell on top of him. He answered it. "Hello? Leo? We need to talk." Elena's voice came from the phone and Leo pursed his lips.

"Yes, we do, but not right now." Leo spoke quickly, about to hang up on her.

"Wait, what? Why?" Elena questioned.

"I've been stabbed." Leo said with resentment before hanging up. Soon after, he dialling the authorities.

Landon gave Sebastian a cup of water as he sat fearfully at the table. Sebastian observed the cup with scepticism. "Why're you helping me? You need to be going after your son- God, I should be with Elena!" Sebastian shot up out of his chair.

"You looked like you needed one." Landon grabbed Leo by the shoulders. "I've sent bodyguards to Leo and Ralphio after my other ones. Forgive me if I'm not too frightened of a high school student."

Sebastian's phone went off and he excused himself from Landon's presence. He went around a corner to answer the call. "Hello?"

"Sassy Bassy, oh so classy!" Lancelot greeted through the phone before bursting into a fit of laughter. "I'm gonna need a favour."

"A favour?" Sebastian scoffed. "You're in absolutely no position to ask for a favour!"

Lancelot pouted. "I'll stop causing trouble. I might even be your friend!"

"Empty promises, Lancelot." Sebastian spoke. "You get too much of a kick out of things, you'd have to have a real good reason for stopping- we both know there's nothing that could possibly-"

"Leo's been stabbed!" Lancelot blurted out and Sebastian froze. "And before you ask, no, Elena wasn't there."

Sebastian broke his silence, "I wasn't going-"