“Are you crazy?!”
“I did what you told me to do.”
“I NEVER told you to grab her. EVER.”
“You never told me not to take her either.”
“You realize who she is right, and what that means?”
“She is a celebrity, who he is I don’t know but he was there, and they were all together when we found them. We did just like you said, and we got a two for the price of one.”
“Are you intentionally being this daft?”
“Stop waving your dammed gun in my face, I just did as I have always done.”
“You idiot.. you have ruined everything..”
“By doing what you ordered me too.”
“Okay… he still doesn’t know where we are.. were good for now.. we’ll just have to move this after the first batch.”
“You are an ass you know that right?”
“And you will do what I say.. or I will.”
“Yes.. I know. Blow them all up.”
“Exactly, now you do your dammed job, and I will get everything in motion.”
“Fuck you North.”
“Do your job Luca.”
They had been home for a few hours, mostly wandering aimlessly around the house, while their father called them every ten minutes while he was working to check that they were home and safe. Hank had eventually just sat down and put on some random movie to try and keep his mind occupied, while Luna went to see where Ben had gone. She found him sitting alone on her bed in her bedroom.
“I’m so sorry.”
“She was just lying there.. like a discarded piece of plastic…”
She could hear how his voice just broke apart at the end of the sentence, and she had no idea what to say.
“I love you.”
It was the only thing that came to mind as they sat there. No matter what she said, it couldn’t change what had happened, but she wanted him to at least know this.
How long they sat like this she didn’t know, but in the end, she noticed him getting heavier, and as gently as she could, she moved so he could lie on her bed and get some sleep.
She noticed her brother standing outside as the sun was up again after a long.. long night.
“How is he.”
“Has dad called?”
“Yes, he’ll be home tonight… there was a lot of extra work with well.. the two disappearing being who they were.”
“Are you okay?”
“No.. not really, are you?”
He looked at his sister.
“No, not really.”