It's late, and Sang feels unsafe. She just wants to spend the holiday with her boys. She's exhausted, and it seems like not even the holidays can pick her spirit up now. Ashley Water's has pushed her through trials. Volto could still be after her. Who knew where McCoy was. And she never seemed to get a moment's rest. When was enough, enough? ~.~.~.~ I don't own the characters, just the thought. The Academy belongs to C.L. Stone