Chapter 36

Cara sat in her room, Archer’s music blared through the speakers, some rock anthem drowning her thoughts. She had been sat for a few hours now, the team had been called into a meeting leaving her to the confinements of her room.

After the morning she had, melting into Archer's arms was the sanctuary she needed. He had cleaned her cut, made her a cup of tea and they had lain together on the bed talking. The conversation was light and easy, just like it had been on their first weekend together.

Cara was reminiscing, the sound of Good Charlotte's Anthem thumping in the background when the door to her room swung open, making her jump. Archer stepped in, clutching a rucksack. He walked across the room in silence, pulling open his wardrobe and packing the bag with various items. She turned the music down, the sound of heavy footsteps pummelling down the corridor and dispersing into various rooms echoed around her.

“What’s going on?” She took a step down off the bun