An apology. That was the easiest shit anyone could ever do especially when you’re wrong. Hurting someone you like and not apologizing, was shooting a poison dart at yourself. Even if I was the one who said the words, I seemed to be the one hurting more. Reed turned red at the sight of me everything and Connor who had probably overheard everything, took the neutral route. But his piercing gaze put more pressure to the wound I put on myself. Reed treated me like the hostage I was and even worse. I thought I would feel less shame if I was treated this way but it was worse. Having Reed stare at me with such contempt made me shiver. I rubbed my feet with my hands to keep them warm from the cold. Locked alone in the basement with only a shirt on was speaking volumes. For hours, I watched the door and listened for movement. The basement was lit by a single bulb and there was only one small window. Nothing interesting was going on outside to capture my attention but it did help me deciphe

“Did you find anything?”“Nothing.”I felt discouraged. That shit was going on while I was in Arth too. Was there no proper investigation done concerning it? Well, it did look like they were more concerned with threatening my life than ensuring the safety of the witches. “But my spies think there is something strange going on in Arth.”I straightened up at his words and searched his gaze for more. His stance at the table made me nervous as he shuffled his feet from one spot to another. “What? What is it?”“It soeems like your Father is looking for you.” He rubbed his chin while his other hand gripped the edge of the table. “The men are no longer fighting back and I’d like to think they no longer have manpower but it looks like it has all been dedicated to looking for you.”I watched him closely. Reed knew something, I could feel it in my gut. He stared back, innocently as if he had nothing else to say. “What? What are you not saying?”“It might be just a rumour,” he said with a shr

It was a week before we heard from Reed again. He called at dawn that he was coming home with a kid. “Are we bringing home strays now?” Connor had asked. His question earned him a smack on his chest. When he put an end to the call, we talked, had a slight argument about his comment and wrestled on the bed until both of us were spent and basked in the early morning sun. After breakfast, Reed announced his arrival with a loud horn of his car. Knowing I won’t be allowed down, I waited in bed for my other lover to come up and give me a kiss. I missed the smell of him. As though he heard my thoughts, Reed entered the bedroom. Getting out of bed, I pulled him into a hug and showed him how much I missed him. A while later, he nipped on my shoulder, mumbling sweet nothings into my ear. “Aren’t you going to see to your guest?” I asked. “I put her to sleep in the guestroom. I’m sure Connor is keeping an eye on her.” He drew along my jawline and gave my lips a peck. “Where did you find her

“What the fuck is that thing?”“A demon,” Tina weakly replied Reed. I think he meant to rhetoric with the question but I made no move to correct her. “Phoebe, take Tina with you and run.”“No.”Connor did not have time to repeat his order when that ‘thing’ charged for them. The brothers worked together, fighting the thing off with a strength that surprised me. I pulled Tina to safety as the three destroyed the living room, furniture flying. As I hurried Tina up the stairs, I saw Connor rip a disgusting looking arm off the demon. The dislocated arm burned off but the demon regenerated another arm. I screamed a chorus of 'fuck' in my head while I heard Reed recite a colourful anthem of curses. I hid us in the bedroom and tried to turn on the heater. Tina and I yelped when the floorboard broke and the demon's hand reached up and tried to grab something. There was nothing to use to defend ourselves so I grabbed Tina and ran to the study. I pulled the window open and urged Tina to use

“What?”“I said I am pregnant.”“I heard what you said the first time.”“Then why did you…”“You mean to tell me that while I’ve been sacrificing a lot and searching for you for the past weeks, you were playing sticks and bees?!”“It kind of happened.”“Are you out of your mind? You’re in danger. If you’re going to be carefree about your survival, that is not the way to go.”“Thanks for the lecture, Mom.”“Is the dad aware?”Dads. But I did not correct her and shook my head instead. Did Fake Dumbledore break the news to them or not? I wondered what they’re reactions were; shock or jubilation. They kept talking about a baby for so long, it actually came true. “Well, I hope it was a hot normal guy.”“Oh, he checks the box.” Except he isn’t normal. 'They' were not normal. I chuckled, feeling Tina began to relax by my side. “The baby is going to be cute,” Tina said. “Can I play with the baby?”“Let’s first think of escaping from here first.” I want to be mentally stable to think about t