Chapter Seventeen

Elizabeth Point Of View

I stare wide-eyed at the shiny metallic object Sebastian is holding out for me. Mindlessly, very sure that I'm imagining things, I take the gun from him. The cold metal presses against my palm, its weight causing me a little difficulty but it's enough to tell me this is really happening.

"You said we should take the shortest path,” Sebastian says, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Then this is our solution."

"You're going to teach me how to shoot?" I ask breathlessly.

Sebastian nods with a serious face. "If you have any chance of surviving the shorter paths, you'll need all the fire power you can manage."

I look at the gun in my hands and then at Sebastian, willing myself to keep my face straight and act dignified. I start squealing.

"Oh my moon, oh my moon!" I grin like a manic while rocking on my toes. "This is really happening!"

"What?" Sebastian looks at me like I'm a talking ferret.

"You have no idea what this means to me!" I fail to stop grinning. "It's