Moirai

Aberrant - 2

by

Ruth Silver

Dedication

To my brother, who has opened up his home to me countless times, helped me get my first job, and (hopefully) has forgiven me for whining and begging for those Garbage Pail Kids cards, that I had to have of his, and inevitably losing them. Yeah, that's what little sisters do, annoy their big brothers. Thanks Geoff.

CHAPTER 1

As I stood outside, I felt the crisp January air graze my cheek. I stared up at the pale blue sky with a few wisps of clouds in the distance. We had to meet the council in twenty minutes and I had no idea where Joshua had disappeared to. I approached the edge of town, thankful for the first time in my life no walls or gates kept us locked inside. Leaving Shadow wasn't much of an option as I had nowhere else to go. In the seven months I had been here, this place had become my home. I shuffled slowly through the grasses, watching as they rose in height with each step I took further into nothingness. From the distance I could hear the commotion of the town behind me, and as I moved further away the sound drifted into oblivion.

My feet crunched on weeds as I pushed my way through the waist-high grasses towards the river. It was rare anyone ventured outside of Shadow. In most cases leaving wasn't permitted. Was I breaking the rules by being here? I didn't know the answer to that question and hoped I wouldn't find out. Bending down, my body hid among the grasses as I dipped my bare feet into the water. I shivered and grimaced, scrunching my nose from the sensation. As quick as my feet had dipped into the icy cold water, I pulled them out. With a slight splash I heard a rustling in the distance.

“Who's there?” My voice echoed as I stood. I wasn't afraid. Shadow was my home. Although I'd ventured from the town, it wasn't far. I glanced in the direction of Shadow and could barely make out the community. Perhaps I'd traveled further than I thought.

The grass shifted in the distance and I felt my heart skip a beat. My eyes widened as I quickly took off for town. I ran as fast as my legs would take me. Gasping for breath, I refused to slow down. Whether it was an animal or an outlaw, I wasn't waiting around to find out. Swiftly, I headed for Shadow. My knees lifted higher off the ground with each bare step I took. I didn't turn around but I could hear the pounding of weight against grass. Whoever or whatever was behind me wasn't small or light and they were gaining on me. I didn't have time to scream as I felt a large body coming down hard on top of me. My face slammed into the grass, scratching my cheek as I gasped for breath. “Help!” The words barely left my lips as my head lolled up from the ground; someone ripped at my hair and slammed me fast back into the grass. I bit my bottom lip, tasting dirt as I jammed my elbow behind me. I had to think fast. I'd spent months in Shadow training and now was the time to use it!

“Having fun yet?” the voice echoed into my ear. The whispered breath made me shudder. I didn't recognize the voice. Was I supposed to? I couldn't turn my head around, no matter how hard I tried.

“Get off me!” I grunted towards the ground. I pushed my weight hard upwards but whoever had me pinned was twice my size.

“Try harder,” the voice answered as I used my leg to kick back and jabbed again with my elbow. I missed my shoes and the sheath with a small dagger I'd been carrying around. I wasn't prepared for today. That'll teach me.

My head lifted slightly off the ground, my eyes seeing the edge of the grasses and Shadow just a few feet away. I'd nearly made it back. Good or bad, this person sought our town. “Help!” I screamed again, hoping someone would hear me.

“Quit yelling.” A thickly whispered response rolled me onto my back as I felt a blade nicking at my neck. “Fight back,” she commanded, staring down at me.

“Margo?” I choked, shocked she was the one testing me today.

“We told you there'd be surprise training exercises.” She stared down at me. The fear that had been crawling through my veins simmered down. In all our recent sessions, the knives had been dulled. They were real and weighted but not meant to cause harm. This one didn't feel dull.

“Okay, I failed.” I rolled my eyes, getting the point. “Now let me up!” I demanded, pushing at Margo to let her weight off me. She weighed more than twice what I did and didn’t budge. How was this a fair fight?

Margo laughed, “Come on, it doesn't work like that. A real outlaw is going to cut you nose to navel.” She made a point of showing me with the tip of the knife against my skin. “Fight back.” Her eyes narrowed as she reached down into her own boot, unsheathing a dagger. “I'll make it fair.” She offered me the blade.

With both hands free, I took the blade and rocked my hips to the side, knocking her off. I wasn't sure she didn't let me win that one, just to get the fight started. At the moment, I didn't care. I knew we had a meeting with Chancellor Collins and time was running out. “Fair?” I huffed, finally able to stand. Margo loomed above me. I wasn't afraid or frightened—only slightly intimidated—but I'd get over it. I exhaled a loud breath and leapt forward, my blade coming with me. Margo jutted out of the way, anticipating my move.

“Nice try,” Margo chuckled. Was she enjoying this? I knew it was part of the training requirements—be prepared for anything—but I didn't even have my shoes on!

“Maybe I should try harder,” I mocked, eyes narrowing as I charged at her; this time she didn't move out of the way. Perhaps she didn't think I'd slam into her, full-force. Her body tumbled backwards and she slammed against the ground, the breath knocked out of her. I didn't give her time to recover. She hadn’t afforded me that luxury when she pinned me down and had me eating dirt just moments ago. I grabbed her arm that was holding the blade, pulling it from her fingers as she struggled to catch her breath. With two knives, I made an X over her throat. “Call it!” I demanded, staring down at her.

Margo nodded weakly. “You win,” she rasped, coughing as I slowly moved off her frame.

As soon as I stood, I felt an arm ripping me away from Margo. “What the hell are you doing?” Jaxon demanded, grabbing the blade from my hands.

“It's just training.” I gestured down towards Margo as I offered her a hand to help her stand up. “She started it. I was coming back from the river when she attacked me.”

Margo nodded, catching her breath. “It was a training exercise, Jaxon. You know we're supposed to make sure Olivia's ready for anything. No hard feelings.” Why would it be anything more than training? Margo never had a grudge against me. We've always gotten along.

Jaxon flipped the blade over once, then twice. “This isn't a training blade. You could have easily gotten yourselves killed. You both are so stupid!” he shouted at us. “Come on,” he insisted, leading us the few final steps from the field as we walked down the street for the council meeting.

CHAPTER 2

We were the last to arrive—Margo, Jaxon and I. Joshua gave me a questioning look, wondering where we'd been, as I sat across from him. I still didn't have on any shoes and now wasn't the time to explain what I'd been up to. The council got situated around the long oak table. I was the first to speak.

It had been seven months since we'd arrived in town. Most of it had been spent training for the uprising. I knew it was only a matter of time until we faced what we were preparing ourselves for. “We're getting closer to spring; we need to know when it's safe for me to go to Genesis to gather information on when the Governor's Ball will be held.”

“In due time, Olivia,” Chancellor Collins nodded slowly. “We need to discuss our plans for the day of the Governor's Ball.”

“Plans?” I repeated, confused. “What do you mean?”

Chancellor Collins glanced briefly at Jaxon before landing his gaze on me. “We're planning a strike on Genesis. The Governor's Mansion is not our only target. I think it would be beneficial to take out their medical center where children are conceived. It would put a huge dent in their system.”

“What?” My mouth dropped and my eyes widened in shock. “You're not serious!” There were innocent lives at stake.

The Chancellor answered somberly. “I'm dead serious.” He stared at me, showing no indication of joking around.

I couldn't believe his suggestion. I'd known for months I'd be going back to Genesis. A small part of me wanted to go back, in hopes of seeing my mother again. I knew it was selfish and I'd be stupid to try and find her, but even so, just a glimpse would satisfy me, to see her alive and happy. What the Chancellor suggested was insane. There was no reason at all to risk hundreds of lives. And for what purpose? “This is a stupid idea.” I stared at Chancellor Collins, refusing to back down. My eyes narrowed angrily as I crossed my arms defiantly. “I won't go in. I won't do it if this is your plan.”

The corners of the Chancellor's lips curved upwards in a smile. “You can rest assured, Olivia, we will get you out before we strike the mansion. You're too valuable to lose in this battle.”

I was appalled! “I'm not worried about my own life! I'm worried about everyone else's.” Was I not clear to Collins what was upsetting me? “You're going to kill innocent people and for what purpose?”

Jaxon spoke up, trying to intervene. “Our goal isn't to kill the people of Genesis. In fact, if the Governor's Ball is in the evening, as we're hoping, no one will be at the hospital.”

“Doctors and nurses will be there,” I reminded him. Glaring, I shook my head. “I can't believe you all are willing to go through with this plan!” I slammed my fist hard against the oak table.

Joshua's voice was soft, calm. “People don't get sick in Genesis, Olive. You know that. It's unlikely there will be any doctors or nurses working on a Saturday. The chances of civilians getting hurt is minimal. I'm not thrilled with the plan either, but you have to see their side.”

I couldn't believe Joshua was in agreement with the council! “You know these people; you're okay with watching them die?”

Joshua stared down at the wood and shook his head. “No,” he whispered. “But I think it's our best option. If we kill Craynor, another Governor will rise. We need to take out the system in order for the entire government to fall.”

Chancellor Collins’ voice was harsh as he spoke. “Is that not what you're here for: retribution?” His eyes were small and narrow, trying to remind me I left home for a reason, something I will never need a reminder of. I know what happened. I was there, I experienced it. I was forced to leave because I was different. Thrown in jail because I was born not from the “The Day of the Chosen” but by natural means. My existence was illegal.

“No,” I shook my head. “This isn't about getting even.” I couldn't believe him! Did he think I'd be okay with destroying my home? I accepted the losses of the Governor's Mansion. Those who would be there helping support the ball would unfortunately die. Their lives would mean something though. I couldn't in good conscience agree with the Chancellor's plan to attack the medical center.

Chancellor Collins stood up abruptly. “What would you prefer we do, hmm?” His tone was condescending and laced with anger as he paced the length of the gray-walled room. The window shades were open and cast a ray of sunshine through, which made me squint as the light stretched in and across the table.

Margo watched Chancellor Collins pace. “You should sit down. You'll wear a hole in the floor.” A moment passed and she sighed. “Look, Olivia and Joshua have a point. Our numbers are small. We may be capable of fighting but we can't stop the government and tear down the walls of all five Genesis towns and the other cities of Cabal on our own.” Margo shifted in her seat, turning her attention toward me. “You mentioned once about other cities near Haven?”

I nodded weakly. “Yes. I know of two additional nearby cities. They were part of the eastern rebel alliance.”

Chancellor Collins interrupted. “They were never part of our five cities.”

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. “Okay, but five plus at least two more cities, if they're both still standing, is seven. Seven cities that could help us!” I stood up, slamming my fist on the table. “I'm not here to destroy the current system. My goal is not to turn our world into chaos.” I made it clear. “I want people to have the right to choose their lives. To pick who they marry, to keep their children and to decide the life they wish to live!” I huffed and sat back down. “I want things to be right, just. Right now they're not. No one here can claim otherwise.” I paused, taking a moment to recompose myself. “I'm not suggesting we destroy the entire system, but rebuild it. Before we go ahead and take out the medical center in Genesis,” I shot daggers at Collins, “we need to know further about the infertility issues. Elsa, how far have you come?” I was not about to suggest wiping out humanity. It sounded to me like that was Chancellor Collins’ plan. I understood what was at stake.

Elsa sighed. Every week she was required to update the council on her findings. “Nothing.” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “If I had more time and more resources…” she trailed off.

Chancellor Collins scoffed at her request. “We have more than most cities and an advanced lab, better than what the government has access to.”

Elsa groaned, “That's not the point! I need more time. More scientists and doctors. It would help even more if there was another woman like Olivia who could conceive but I haven't found anything or anyone.”

I hesitated, tapping my fingers anxiously against the table. “I know of one other woman. She may be too old to conceive now but she was able to, eighteen years ago.”

Elsa's eyes locked on mine. “Your mother.” It was an obvious answer she'd ignored. “We could try and smuggle her out past Genesis' walls and bring her here.” She shifted in her seat, turning to face Chancellor Collins, awaiting his permission.

Collins eyes narrowed. “Absolutely not! You'll make do with Olivia. If you need more scans or further test samples she'll do whatever needs to be done.”

My mouth dropped in horror. “That was not part of the agreement!” When we had first begun the tests, Collins had agreed to do no harm to Joshua or myself. It had been months since we'd finished the trials; the town had learned who we were. They had promised the scans would be all I'd endure and they'd be painless. Thankfully, they were quick and easy, but I'd heard rumors aplenty and was more than slightly concerned at what Chancellor Collins would have me do.

“Things change, Olivia.” Chancellor Collins held little sorrow in his eyes. “You are different. We need to know why.”

Joshua spoke out, “We're all different, in case you've forgotten! You've made us that way, experimenting on us, doing some crazy procedure on our brains!”

Chancellor Collins was quickly losing his patience. “That procedure made you better! It made you successful! The Mindonsiphan had to be administered, now, during your teenage years. You weren't getting any younger! If we waited any longer the drug we administered would have likely killed you.”

Jaxon glanced at his watch and cleared his throat to get our attention. “I say we call a twenty minute break.” The room had been tense and there hadn't been any agreements since the moment the meeting had begun.

“Agreed,” I spoke up, stressed and agitated.

“Couldn't agree more,” Joshua muttered.

Maya, Hazel, Margo, Elsa, Cate, Aidan and Mason all murmured in agreement as Chancellor Collins finally resigned. “Fine! We'll resemble here again in twenty.” He huffed loudly as he left the room.

“I need some air,” I excused myself, pushing my chair back as it squealed against the floor. I stood up and made my way for the door before heading down the stairs and outside, glad for the warm sunlight and even more for the cool air. I moved to sit down, my back against the brick wall, the cold feeling good on my sticky skin.

“You okay?”

I glanced up, seeing Joshua standing over me. A moment later he found a space beside me to sit. “Not really,” I admitted. “I'm just about at wits’ end with Collins.”

Joshua nudged me with a smile. “I noticed. Can I make a suggestion?”

I nodded. “Go ahead.” I wasn't sure I was ready to hear it but I trusted Joshua, more than anyone else in this town.

“At this point I think we should consider Margo's suggestion. If you and I travel to the other two towns, and rally to get them to join the five cities, maybe we have a fighting chance.”

Elsa stepped outside, wrapping her arms around herself. “Listen, Olivia. You know I would never consider doing anything that would hurt you. The Chancellor is overwhelmed with what to do next.” She came to sit down on the other side of me. “I know he worried you, talking about doing whatever it takes for answers, but he's just stressed.”

“I'm sure that's it.” I wasn’t convinced.

Elsa sighed, “Jaxon was right. If we can meet the other rebel towns outside of our five cities, there might be something to it. It's possible they have their own technology and scientists. We need more than just ourselves as weapons. Didn't you once tell me Haven had a technology center? Perhaps they have a stash of weapons hidden there that we could use.”

Joshua nodded. “Yeah, it was pretty sophisticated, but neither of us knew much about what was inside. Now it's probably flattened with the rest of the town.”

“Maybe,” Elsa shrugged. “Or maybe not. You both left and didn't see the damage after the government came through. It's possible some rebels survived. Maybe they joined up at a nearby rebel camp.”

“What are you thinking, Elsa?” I could see her mind ticking away.

“I may be smart but I need another scientist or doctor on staff to help me sort through the data.”

Joshua frowned. “I thought there wasn't anything?”

Elsa sighed. “There is, and,” she paused. “There isn't. The more I think about it, the more I'm trying to understand the differences, but it all looks the same. I'm just not sure I'm looking at it the right way.” She saw our confused looks and continued. “I'm by no means a medical doctor, let alone a reproductive specialist. It's highly possible I just don't know what I'm looking for.”

“Joshua and I can take the car, drive back east towards Spade and Torv.” Though we didn't have the map in our possession, I suspected Collins had taken it the night we had been brought into the city and pulled from the vehicle at gunpoint.

“I don't think that's a good idea. If something were to happen to you…” Elsa glanced at Joshua, wanting him to back her up. “You're too important, Olivia.”

Whatever he was thinking, Joshua held his tongue.

I opened my mouth to object. “Elsa, I appreciate your concern but Joshua and I are capable of taking care of ourselves. We made it across the Gravelands on our own.”

“You were lucky,” she acknowledged. “Just, consider sending someone else in your place. Margo or even Cate. We know how much you like her.”

I rolled my eyes in disgust. Ever since Cate had played a nasty trick on me, stealing my clothes from the shower stall, I hadn't forgiven her. It was hard to forgive someone who had intentionally acted hurtful and didn't regret her actions. Though I was thankful to have heard her punishment for the month was cleaning the toilets of all the buildings. It had certainly kept her away from me while Joshua and I continued our ability training.

Mason poked his head out the front door. “Meeting starts in five minutes. You know the Chancellor hates when anyone is late.”

“We'll be right in,” I answered, pushing myself off the ground and dusting the dirt from my clothes.

Joshua grabbed my hand. “Wait a sec,” he whispered to me. Elsa turned around.

“I'll be right in,” I gestured for her to go inside. She rubbed her arms to keep warm and headed into the building. I turned around to face Joshua, waiting for him to tell me what was on his mind and so important it couldn't wait.

He leaned towards me, brushing a strand of red-blonde hair behind my ear. The dye hadn't been able to keep up with my growing locks of blonde.

“Joshua?” I asked, knowing we were needed upstairs in three minutes. I didn't see why what he wanted to discuss couldn't wait.

“I don't want to lose you.” His words were soft but held so much meaning behind them. I felt my heart constrict at his words.

“You won't.” I smiled, leaning in to plant a soft kiss to his cheek. “I know you're worried and probably thinking about what Elsa said but you and me—we can read each other's minds. That's important if we're going out there,” I reminded him. “If for a moment we can tell each other something that could save our lives, it's worth it.” He had to know I was right.

“It's not worth dying over,” he emphasized. “I won't lose you.”

“I know.” I smiled. “I'll be fine. The rebel alliance will be glad to see us. Trust me.” How could I have any doubts? We were stronger and tougher than we'd been last June when we'd come to Haven. Nothing could touch us. I wasn't worried.

He sighed, thinking it over. “Maybe.” I could tell he wasn't convinced but he was trying to appease me. That would have to do for now.

“Come on.” I grabbed his hand, leading him inside and up the staircase. We were the last to arrive and quietly headed towards the oak table, resuming the positions we had prior to the break.

Chancellor Collins met my eyes. “Now that we have everyone back, I believe we should take a vote on our next course of action. All those in favor of an alliance with the far outer cities, raise your hand.”

I lifted my arm, as did Joshua. Jaxon's arm shot up in the air, along with Elsa, Maya, Margo and Mason. “That's seven to four,” he remarked.

Hazel sighed, “Can I make a suggestion?” She wasn't one to speak often in the weekly meetings.

“Go on,” Collins gestured.

“I'm not opposed to sending scouts to recruit the farther cities. I do however have some concerns about them finding out where we're from, our abilities, and the fact we have Olivia here. I would love to think we could trust every rebel camp, but I think it's safe to say that not everyone believes in the same cause we do.” I wondered where this side of Hazel was coming from. She hardly ever voiced her opinion about politics and the government system.

Collins nodded slowly. “Exactly my thoughts. Many of the outermost cities prefer seclusion. They have formed their own small alliances between the towns, but prefer to shove their head in the sand when it comes to matters of right and wrong.”

I frowned. “You can't say that! You've never met them. You're making assumptions about people based on what?” I didn't understand where Chancellor Collins got his opinion on some of the rebel cities. He'd never been to Spade or Torv. He'd never set foot in Haven. He was willing to be allies with his local neighbors but not the rebels further away? It made no sense to me.

“On the contrary, I was from a town outside of Haven. I know their politics and I don't believe things have changed in fifty years.”

What town had he been from? What was he talking about? “Well it's too bad for you because our vote won,” I reminded him coldly. Maybe I was acting childish, but I was irritated with Collins. It was hard to let some things go, especially after he had suggested making a test subject out of me!

Collins nodded, knowing as much. We were a democracy. “Okay, okay.” He gestured for everyone to settle down. “Three of you will head east and scout out the rebel towns. I would like an alliance, but more importantly we keep our own information safe. Do you all understand me?” There were no interruptions. Collins had found one thing everyone could agree on. “No talk of the procedure or of Mindonsiphan. No indications that you have any abilities outside of the usual realm of what you are capable of. No discussion of our plans for infiltrating the government cities or the towns,” he clarified.

“Fair enough,” Jaxon responded. “What three are you sending?” I could tell he wanted to be one of the three to go. He was leaning forward, antsy in his seat, waiting for the news. Jaxon had always been a leader. Even in training exercises he held the group together and instilled teamwork. I wouldn't mind him coming along with me to the eastern rebel cities, as long as he wouldn't take Joshua's place.

The Chancellor took a long moment, thinking it over, “Jaxon you'll be leading the team with Margo and Mason.”

“What?” I objected, standing up. I was appalled. “I want to be on that team! I've been out east, I know what conditions await us. I can help! This isn't fair.”

“Life, child, is not always fair,” Collins remarked.

I rolled my eyes, disgusted with him. I was not a child. It wasn't fair he kept me from going, but I was grateful Joshua hadn't been sent off without me. Selfish perhaps, but the thought of something happening to him was too much for me to bear.

Chancellor Collins stood up. “When the time comes for us to take down the walls of Genesis, you will be invited to do your part,” he informed me. “Until then, we need you in good health and alive.”

He left the room and Joshua stood up with me, nodding towards the door for me to follow him. “You didn't say anything,” I urged, walking with him down the stairs and outside into the cool, brisk air.

I wrapped my arms around myself and Joshua buried his hands in his pants pockets. “What was I going to say? He already made up his mind. It's better to have an ally, Olive.”

“What's that supposed to mean?” I stopped walking, confused.

He pulled his hand from his pocket, grabbed my elbow, and led me down the road towards our home. “It means that sometimes you go along with ideas for the greater good and when the time comes to speak up and cause a ruckus, you do it then.”

“I don't agree with that line of thinking,” I remarked, pulling from his grasp as we headed into our quaint brick home.

Joshua closed the door behind us and grabbed firewood from the back porch, bringing it in and starting a fire in the wood-burning stove. “Of course you don't,” he sighed. “I don't disagree with everything going on around here.”

“I never said I did,” I responded. “I don't agree with being left behind when Jaxon, Margo, and Mason go out scouting the other towns. Do they know how to handle the vehicle, let alone follow a map?”

Joshua bent in front of the fireplace, tending to it, watching the flames grow slowly. “I'm sure they'll do fine.”

I heaved a heavy sigh as I sat down on the gray sofa, kicking my feet up with me. “I hope you're right. Besides, what are we supposed to do for the next few weeks while they're out making either friends or enemies?” I wanted to trust they could handle befriending another rebel town but I was concerned.

“Practice? Further train on our abilities? Maybe we could even enjoy some time just you and me.” Joshua stared at me as I closed my eyes and leant my head back on the sofa.

“Yeah, that'd be nice.”

“I'm serious.” He stood up. I didn't see him but I could hear his heavy footsteps in our home as he approached. Joshua stood in front of me, obstructing the firelight. I finally opened my eyes, feeling him standing over me. “We're supposed to be engaged, Olive, and you barely touch me.”

“That's not true!” I objected, reaching my hand out to his arm.

“That's not what I meant.” His eyes narrowed. I knew what he was talking about.

“I'm not ready to get pregnant, Joshua. Now isn't the time.” I still wasn't sure I ever wanted children, and to bring them up at a time when we were about to wage war on our government seemed a horrible idea.

“No one is suggesting now,” he emphasized. He didn't have to further elaborate. I knew what he meant. When we went to bed together at night, we went to sleep. Nothing happened between us except for a goodnight kiss. We were careful and Joshua probably thought we were too careful, but I didn't care. I loved him but I wasn't ready for our world to get thrown off its axis again. I felt comfortable, and settling into this new life, I wasn't ready for any big surprises.

“We'll work on it, okay?” I offered, moving my legs to let him sit on the sofa with me. Once he sat down, I laid my legs back down on him, smiling weakly as I felt his eyes on me.

“I love you, Olive. I just feel like you keep me at arm's length too often.”

I hated hurting Joshua. It was never my intention. I knew he was right though—I had been acting that way, not out of anger or because I loved him any less. “I guess I'm scared,” I admitted. “Afraid that if we get too close, I'll want to do some things with you that we can't.” I felt my cheeks blush in the glow from the fire.

He shifted closer, pulling me into his lap, and I felt my heart quicken. “At least we're engaged,” he tried to make light of the situation.

“We are,” I agreed, leaning closer, resting my forehead against his. “Were you upset today when Collins insisted we both stay in town when the others get to explore the eastern cities?”

Joshua laughed. “Not really. I'm glad for the quiet time. I'm sure they expect us to continue our training and you to help Elsa in the lab, which will be easier than traveling the Gravelands.”

“True.” I lifted my head, my lips gently touching his cheek. “I guess I was looking for an adventure.”

“You're such an adrenaline junkie,” he teased.

“Yes, that's me.” I laughed, rolling my eyes. “You know me so well.”

His hand reached out, stroking my cheek. His thumb grazed over the slight scratch. “What happened?” He asked. “And why weren't you wearing shoes at the council meeting?”

My eyes avoided his stare as I glanced at the fire. “You don't want to know.”

From the corner of my eye I caught Joshua's stare. I shifted, meeting his gaze. “I do,” he insisted.

“I decided to walk down to the river. I know it's cold outside but it's nice not to worry about carrying my shoes back after I get my feet wet.”

Joshua laughed, shaking his head. “It's January and freezing outside. Are you crazy?”

“I just might be,” I smiled. “On the way back, Margo decided it was time to move up to the next level of training. Which, I should warn you, is pretty damn tough.” His thumb moved over the slight scab on my cheek. I wondered how bad it looked. I could feel the slightest bit of pain and reached for his hand, moving it from my broken skin. “It looks worse than it is,” I insisted, not wanting to worry him.

“What do you mean, the next level of training?” Joshua asked, trying to understand my words. “The element of surprise,” I answered. At least that's what I thought Margo had attempted because she certainly scared me in showing up near the river. She must have followed me out of Shadow. “Just, watch your back, okay?”

Joshua leaned in, dropping a gentle kiss to my cheek. “I always do.”

CHAPTER 3

Joshua spent much of the morning helping Jaxon pack up the vehicle, explaining as much as he'd known about Haven in hopes of helping them on their journey to Torv and Spade.

I sat on the front step of the porch, watching. Maybe I was a little bitter at not being entrusted with the mission. I understood their reasons and motivations for making me stay but I didn't have to like it.

Mason swung a bag into the trunk of the car—the one we'd brought into town that night barely eight months ago. So much had happened in such a short time and it felt like it was only yesterday.

I stood in the gymnasium and felt a blast of cool air as Margo stalked in. “Jaxon, what are you doing in here?”

“Training Olivia,” he snapped. “We only have a few months to get her caught up to speed with what we know. Collins suggested I work on glamour training today. Otherwise, they'll see right through the charade.”

Margo sighed, walking up to me as she reached for a strand of my reddened hair. “Not enough berries in the world to cover your entire face. Do you think a few months is enough? A little stress and she'll fall apart.”

“I won't fall apart.” I was adamant. “I'm more than capable, I just need to be trained.” My voice was firm, sharp. If anyone else could pretend to look different, so could I.

Margo rolled her eyes. “I know you think you can change the world, Olivia, but it first starts in here.” She tapped my chest, pointing at my heart. I couldn't help but give her a peculiar look, confused. “Hair dye works for people who don't know what you look like. It won't be enough in Genesis.”

“I know.” I nodded in agreement. “That's why Jaxon promised to help.”

Jaxon cleared his throat. “Are you done, Margo? Or are you going to give us a hand?”

“Olivia isn't the only one who needs to sharpen her skills,” Margo quipped, staring pointedly at Jaxon. I had no idea what they were talking about and didn't even consider interrupting.

The corners of Jaxon's lips curved upwards smugly. “You think I'm not prepared? I've got it covered,” he assured Margo. “I'll prove it.” Jaxon's eyes landed on me, as did Margo's. I felt my pulse quicken and my cheeks flush. With one foot in front of the other, I stepped closer to Jaxon, invading his personal space, just a breath apart from him. My eyes refused to leave his and Jaxon's gaze never wavered. “Kiss me,” he murmured. The breath caught in my throat as my heart leapt in my chest. My thoughts clouded, my mind in a terrible fog as I inched closer, feeling his breath mingling with mine. My eyes closed as my hand reached out for his cheek, my fingers grazing the slight stubble forming on his jaw. Something was terribly wrong. Why was I doing this? I seemed to be cast under a spell, unable to think, unable to stop myself, even if I wanted to.

“Jaxon, enough!” Margo shouted and just as quickly Jaxon glanced away the spell broke. My eyes blinked once, twice—I was closer to Jaxon than I should have been. I cleared my throat uncomfortably, moving my hand off his warm flesh. My hand dropped down to my side and I took a step back.

“What just happened?” I asked, feeling as if I'd been dreaming: the thoughts were incredibly close but not quite easy to remember.

Jaxon laughed, raising an eyebrow at Margo. “Do you still think I need to work on my skills?”

Margo smiled, shaking her head in dismay. “Yes, you should have made her forget completely what you've just done.”

Jaxon stared at me, seriousness returning to his face. “You won't tell anyone about our training session today, will you?” Had I just tried to kiss Jaxon? What was I thinking? I was in love with Joshua!

“What did you do to me?” My eyes narrowed, frustrated and confused. I didn't have feelings for Jaxon, why had I just done that?

Margo laughed, “Jaxon, you're in for a world of trouble if Joshua finds out.”

He let out a heavy grunt. “I was training. Quit causing more trouble.” he shot a wicked glance at Margo before turning towards me. “I promise there are no lasting side effects. I was trying to practice compulsion. It's essentially pushing one single thought into another's mind.”

“You were brainwashing me!” I exclaimed. My eyes widened and stomach tensed.

“No.” Jaxon shook his head. “Maybe, I don't know. Brainwashing sounds so cruel,” he frowned. “It isn't a big deal. Think of it as hypnosis. It's not that big of a deal, unless I get it wrong,” he confessed. “It's how I'll be able to help you in Genesis—” Jaxon paused, his eyes looking somber. “I'm sorry if I crossed a line.”

We hadn't kissed. My lips had never touched his, and even if he compelled me to do something, I had to be stronger to stop him. I would vow to study and practice more, but perhaps without Jaxon being the one to train me. “You did cross a line.” My answer was short, curt. “Don't think I can forgive you for this, what you tried to do. It wasn't right.”

Jaxon nodded faintly. “I should have asked your permission.”

“Yes, you should have.” I was angry but with time that anger would fade. I knew what was at stake, the risks we all took for one another. I didn't appreciate what he'd done, trying to make me kiss him to show up Margo, but it hadn't happened and he'd apologized. I'd learn to get over it.

Jaxon shook hands with Joshua, exchanging words and opening the door for Margo. I couldn't tell what was said. I imagined Joshua probably wished them luck as he shut the car door behind them.

I gave the briefest of waves, watching as Jaxon started the vehicle and drove out of the town for Torv and Spade. I tried not to look disappointed that they left and I didn’t. It wasn't as though I was thrilled with the idea of traveling through the Gravelands again; I just wanted to be the one to explore the towns. We were, after all, the ones who told them about Torv and Spade. Standing up, I headed inside our home. The air outside was chilly, but I liked it here. I hadn't seen an ounce of snow this year, something I didn't miss from Genesis.

I pushed open the front door, glancing back to see Joshua heading in the opposite direction, further into town. I didn't ask what he was up to. Instead I shut the door behind me, stoking the fire as I tried to keep warm.

I paused, hearing someone knock on the door, wondering whom it could be. Joshua wouldn't have knocked and most of the others hardly came by to visit. Although it wasn't illegal like it had been back in Genesis, it was uncommon.

I pulled back the door, surprised to see Hazel staring back at me, a fruit platter in her hand. “I thought you might be hungry,” she offered. “I know you missed breakfast this morning so I snuck this out for you.” My stomach rumbled at the sight of food. I knew this morning there had been a farewell breakfast for the three traveling east. I hadn't wanted to go and pretended to sleep in instead. Joshua hadn't bothered to wake me. He knew me well enough to know the truth without words being spoken.

“I overslept,” I lied, giving the faintest smile. There was no sense in hurting anyone's feelings. “Thanks for bringing this, Hazel.” I took the plate from her, bringing it to the worn wooden table. I grabbed some silverware and took a seat. “How was it?”

“Breakfast? It was nice. Everyone missed you though.” She smiled weakly. “But I can understand why you hadn't wanted to go.”

I didn't think she could understand but I didn't say anything. I took a bite of a strawberry, thankful the town had invested in a greenhouse. “This is good,” I mumbled between bites. It had more flavor than anything I had tasted back in Genesis. It was fresh and ripe.

“I wanted to ask you,” she paused, giving me the faintest of smiles, “what it's like to be different.”

“Different?” I didn't understand her question. I took another bite of breakfast and glanced up at her.

“Yeah, you know,” she laughed. “Everyone knows you're special. I mean, of course you're like the rest of us here with the abilities from the Mindonsiphan—but the fact you could get pregnant—doesn't that make you feel different?”

“I don't feel any different,” I offered as best as I could in way of an explanation. “Though every day I wake up and I'm not in Genesis, I remember that I am. All my life I never suspected anything, and then in an instant, it all changed. It wasn't a good day either.”

“Being matched with Joshua wasn't good?” Hazel asked, misunderstanding me.

I laughed. “No, that was nice. It was what came after that frightened me,” I sighed. “Why are you asking about this?” I didn't know where this newfound curiosity came from.

Hazel smiled, her cheeks turning a shade of pink. “I'm jealous. I don't mean to be,” she quickly explained. “But the fact you could have a baby if you wanted to, it seems so unfair.”

I sighed, letting out a heavy breath. It was unfair. Everything about it. It wasn't even a burden I wanted. “Elsa's working hard on a cure.” It was all I could say, all I could offer. My eyes widened, suddenly hearing the loud soaring of a plane overhead. I froze at the table and Hazel's eyes also widened in horror.

“The fire!” She rushed towards the fireplace, closing the damper, directing the smoke back into the house.

“What are you doing?” I asked, appalled, as the town shook with the vibrations of the drones flying low above us.

“They'll see the smoke and know we're alive down here.” She hid beneath the kitchen table. I coughed as the room filled with smoke. I hoped the planes would leave soon or we'd likely die of smoke inhalation. I walked towards the bedroom, opening the door to allow the smoke to penetrate the entire house, not only the kitchen. It was our only option to buy us time. Coughing, I walked towards the window, seeing a fleet of drones circling the town.

“This isn't good,” I muttered, grabbing Hazel's arm as I dragged her from under the table.

“We can't go outside!” She cried and her body shook. I'd been through this before in Haven. It terrified me but I wasn't going to die, not today. I forcefully led her into the bathroom and turned on the water, hoping it would protect us. I shut the bathroom door tight behind us, wet several towels, and shoved them at the bottom of the door, hoping to block the smoke.

Hazel coughed violently and I felt my own lungs grow heavy as I wheezed, doing my best to catch my breath. It felt as though a tank crushed my lungs and I lost the ability to breathe.

I wanted to look outside but the bathroom window was frosted and didn't grant me the opportunity. I couldn't leave the bathroom and I refused to abandon Hazel. I had witnessed Jacqueline die: I wasn't going to allow that to happen again.

The planes circled overhead for several minutes. I didn't know how much time had passed before I felt the ground shake violently and heard a loud sound erupt, once, twice, and again until after the fifth time it stopped. I hoped they weren't bombing the town. I didn't move from the bathroom, sitting down with Hazel on the floor. I held her tight, feeling her body tremble in my arms.

“It'll be okay,” I whispered, trying to reassure her. “You did well,” I reminded her. “You probably saved our lives.” If she hadn't been quick to react with the damper, they would have sensed the smoke from the chimney and destroyed our home if not the entire town. Hazel shook with tears as I held her tight. “It's going to be okay,” I told her once again, realizing I no longer heard the planes overhead. I loosened my grasp. “Stay here, okay?” I told her. “I need to make sure everything is safe before we go outside.”

“Don't leave me in here,” Hazel pleaded with me.

“Fine,” I sighed, grabbing two additional towels and dousing them in water. I held one up to my face, hoping the smoke wouldn't penetrate.

Removing the towels from the bottom of the bathroom door, I slowly pulled it open. A wave of smoke hit us hard. I coughed into the towel, dropping lower to the floor, pulling Hazel down with me. “Crawl!” I commanded. The smoke was thicker at the ceiling and I hoped we had done right as we inched through the bedroom for the kitchen.

My eyes burned and blurred from the smoke. I felt Hazel tugging at the bottom of my shirt as she held me, following close behind me. Could she see anything or was that why she held on? My throat was raw as I struggled to breathe.

I crawled over the small bump in the room between the doors, feeling my way across the wood floor in the kitchen. It was too dark and thick with smoke to see anything. I gasped for air and struggled to breathe as I dropped the towel. It hadn't helped, not enough. My hands shook as I slowly moved closer to the door. I didn't know how much further I had to go. Even with the wide panel windows to my right, not an ounce of light could be seen.

I felt Hazel's grip loosen and I reached around, grabbing her hand. I wanted to tell her to keep going, not to give up. The words never found my lips. As I collapsed onto the floor, Josh! was my last conscious thought before I drifted into oblivion.

CHAPTER 4

I awoke with a start, my eyes blurred and my body twitching as I tried to remember where I was and instead felt the freezing cold grass against my back. The last thing I remembered was crawling out of the house with Hazel. I didn’t remember making it to the front door. Someone had found us. I breathed in, taking the oxygen into my lungs from a mask around my mouth.

“You're okay now.” I heard Cate's voice. She normally would have been the last person I wanted to see. My head turned slightly to see her staring back at me. “Lucky for you I came outside and saw all the smoke. What were you thinking?” I didn't answer. I tried to but my throat was parched. “Don't bother.” Cate held up a hand. “I know you were trying to be the hero but you could have gotten yourself killed. You and Hazel.” I glanced around, looking for her. “Don't worry, she'll be okay too,” Cate assured me.

I shifted on the grass, looking for Joshua. He ran towards me. “Olivia? What happened?” He knelt down, his hand stroking my cheek as I attempted to lift the mask from my lips.

“Don't,” Cate warned me. “You need it a little longer.” She turned towards Joshua, gesturing for him to follow her. My eyes still blurred, an effect intensified by distance as I tried to make out what they were saying. Were they talking about me?

Another minute later I felt his warm hand in mine. “You're going to be fine,” he assured me, giving it a squeeze. What happened in there? We didn't often share the telepathic bond anymore. It wasn't that we couldn't, it was more that we hadn't needed to. We were often together and if there had been anything that needed to be said aloud, we both felt comfortable doing so.

The drones, I answered. Even mentally it took a lot out of me. They were flying overhead and Hazel closed the damper. She thought it would keep them from seeing the smoke coming out the chimney. Except it had to back up into the house.

“You could have been killed.” He stared at me, his thumb stroking my cheek covered in dirt. I must have looked a mess.

Is Hazel okay? I asked, still not ready to sit up yet.

Joshua nodded. “Sydney is looking at her right now but she's about in the same condition you're in,” he told me. “I think they're going to transport you to the medical clinic for a few hours. Just to make sure you're okay.”

I didn't want to go but I knew Joshua was probably right. Will you come with me? I wanted even less to be alone.

“Of course.” Joshua nodded, giving my arm a squeeze.

Slowly I was beginning to feel better, and I reached up, wanting to take my mask off. “I did call for you,” I rasped, staring up at Josh.

“I barely heard you,” he admitted. “I was busy.” He looked sheepish in response and my hand moved over his arm.

“What were you doing?” I wanted to know what had been so important. Obviously the drones flying overhead wouldn't have made it possible for him to run back to the house to find me, but still…I didn't understand what he'd been up to.

He glanced at Chancellor Collins and I turned to see what was going on but missed the exchange. Joshua sighed. “Keeping the town safe.”

I wondered precisely what that meant. I didn't ask. I let Joshua put the oxygen mask back over my mouth and nose. I turned my head, seeing Chancellor Collins and Sydney carrying Hazel to the medical center.

I hoped they didn't plan on doing that with me. I could walk there. My legs weren't broken. I just had a horrible headache and terribly sore throat. I'd be okay. I probably didn't even need to go to the medical center. Slowly I moved to sit up and Joshua reacted. “What are you doing?”

“I want to walk on my own.” I pushed myself off the ground, grimacing from the instant headache. Joshua wrapped an arm around my waist as I pushed the oxygen mask off. “I'm okay.” I didn't feel steady on my feet but I hadn't hit my head. I felt capable of walking to the medical center. It wasn't that far away.

“For the record, I'm against this,” Joshua told me but didn't let go. He held one arm around my waist as he walked with me across the street. We had to walk half a block east towards the clinic but I knew I could do it. I swayed a little in his arms but finally Joshua pushed open the doors as we entered. Hazel was already lying on a bed.

Sydney came rushing towards us. “What are you doing walking?” She wrapped another arm around my waist, helping me to a bed.

“My legs aren't broken,” I remarked as I moved to lie down. The headache vanished.

“No, but you've inhaled a lot of smoke. You might be dizzy for a little while.” She grabbed a penlight, checking my pupil reaction.

“I'll be fine,” I rasped hoarsely as I gently tried to push her away.

Joshua sighed. “You don't sound fine,” he reminded me. “Olive, would you let her do her job, please?”

I put my arm down to my side and lay there motionless as she looked me over. She put a small device on my earlobe, glancing at the monitor. “What's that?” I asked, wanting to know what she was doing to me. It didn't hurt.

“Checking how much oxygen is in your blood,” Sydney remarked. She grabbed a vial along with a syringe, antiseptic wipe, and rubber band. I grimaced as she tightened the rubber band on my upper arm, preparing to draw blood. “We want to run a few blood tests,” she told me.

“Why?” I coughed, trying my best to hold still. “I'm fine,” I reiterated. I didn't like when she pierced the needle into my skin. I looked away, glancing at Joshua as he stood there with me the entire time.

“We need to run a CBC, metabolic profile, Carboxyhemoglobin and Methemoglobin. If that's okay with you.” There she was again, sounding like the Sydney I knew. Hating to be questioned and, even more importantly, just hating me.

“Whatever,” I muttered, closing my eyes, glad when she finished and put a small bandage on the broken skin to keep the bleeding at bay. “When can I go home?”

Joshua sighed, glancing at Sydney and then finally at me. “We're going to have to find another place for a few days,” he offered. “There's a lot of smoke damage to the house. We'll probably need to clean what we can and apply a fresh coat of paint to the inside walls.”

It wasn't something I looked forward to. “Where will we stay until the house is cleaned up?” My voice was hoarse but I was sounding a little more like myself.

Joshua smiled. “I'll worry about that. You get some rest, okay?”

I frowned, reaching for his hand. “Are you leaving?” I didn't want to seem like a wimp but I wasn't crazy about staying in the infirmary any longer than necessary.

Joshua leant down, dropping a kiss to my forehead. “For a few hours. You should rest,” he insisted. “I need to take care of a few things. I'll be back with lunch though, okay?”

I nodded, wondering what he needed to do that couldn't wait. I suspected the fact we couldn't stay in our house tonight may have been part of it but I didn't want to think about that at the moment. I closed my eyes, trying to get some rest while I heard Sydney bustling around the medical center, tending to Hazel and a few other patients I wasn't familiar with.

I slept a few hours and when I woke up Sydney was checking my vitals. “Everything okay?” I asked, as she scribbled down some notes. My voice was less raspy.

“Here,” she offered, grabbing an empty cup and filling it with water. I took it from her, sipping it slowly. My throat felt raw but the cool liquid seemed to go down okay.

“Thanks.” I put the cup beside my bed. “Can I go home?” I felt better.

“Yes, your blood work came back fine.” she smiled. I wondered if she was glad to be done with me. I moved to sit up, wanting the wires removed as I was ready to leave. “Olivia.” She stared at me seriously and I paused what I was doing, glancing up at her.

“Hazel wasn't thinking very clearly with what she did today. You both could have been killed. I know she was trying to protect you.” Her voice grew quieter so Hazel couldn't overhear our conversation. “But you're much too important for anything to happen to you.”

I sighed, glancing down at my arms and realizing how dirty I was from the smoke and ash. I chewed on my bottom lip before glancing back up at Sydney. “I wouldn't know what else to do. Hazel was quick on her feet and I know she was right. The smoke would have signaled the drones to attack us.” I defended Hazel. How could anyone suggest otherwise?

“I'm going to talk with the Chancellor but I'd like to put you and Joshua up in different housing.” She stared at me. “We have some facilities that are newer, a little more up-to-date. You wouldn't have the need for a wood-burning stove,” she acknowledged. “I'm just worried about you. If something were to happen…” Her voice trailed off.

“I know.” I didn't need her to spell it out for me. “Listen, I'm fine. I appreciate your concern but unless the drones fly over the town again soon, we're okay.”

Sydney sighed. “That's my point, Olivia. The drones come whenever the government sends them. We have little to no warning at all. If we'd have known we wouldn't have sent Jaxon, Margo, and Mason out to the Gravelands.”

My face paled. Had they been seen driving east? “You think they've been caught?” I asked, feeling my stomach sink.

“There's a meeting right now,” she admitted. “It's why Joshua has been gone for a while,” Sydney explained. “Listen, I know you want to help and do what's best for all of us but you have to sometimes do what's best for you first,” she told me seriously. “You are important and I know you realize that. You could have been killed today and you were lucky you weren't. Maybe Hazel in her split decision did what was right. I can't know for certain. I do know that if you ever become pregnant and a stunt like that happens,” she stared at me gravely, “it wouldn't end well for the baby.”

“I'm not pregnant,” I answered bluntly. “If that was one of the tests you ran, you should know that.”

“It wasn't,” Sydney remarked. “Joshua assured me when we brought you in that you weren't pregnant. You just…you need to be careful. Okay?”

“Fine.” I didn't like being told what to do. I understood her concern but it was my life. Besides, it wasn't as though Sydney had given a better suggestion for what Hazel and I could have done earlier that day. She just chided me like a child and I didn't appreciate it.

Sydney worked to remove the monitors I had been connected to. “Hold still,” she told me, finally letting me go. “Joshua will be here in a few minutes, if you can manage to wait.”

I didn't try and get up from the bed. My hands gripped the edges as I glanced over at Hazel across the room. “How are you doing, Hazel?” I asked, seeing her lying quietly.

“Okay,” she answered hoarsely. She sounded worse than I did. “I'm sorry, Olivia. I hadn't meant for any of this to happen.”

Grimacing, I pushed myself off the cot, walking over towards Hazel's bedside. “Don't listen to what anyone says.” I stared at her. “You did the right thing. You probably saved everyone's life in this town. They owe you,” I told her proudly.

Hazel reached for her cup, taking a sip of water. “I wish everyone agreed with you.” I patted her hand softly.

“It'll be okay,” I assured her. “We're safe now. The drones are gone. Nothing can touch us.” I wasn't going to let the government do what it had to Haven. Not ever again.

CHAPTER 5

“Olivia, what are you doing out of bed?” I heard Joshua's voice and turned around, glancing at the door.

“I'm fine. Sydney said I could go.” I glanced back in Sydney's direction as she tended to another patient, ignoring us. I didn't mind it. “Come on, take me home, Josh. Please.” I knew home wasn't going to be the place we'd spent the past several months making our own.

“Are you sure you're okay to walk? You're not dizzy?” Joshua asked.

“I'll be fine.” I didn't dwell on it. “So where to?” I asked, knowing we'd be in temporary housing for a while. I just hoped it didn't mean being put back into the recruit center.

Joshua led me out of the medical center and into the cold winter air. I wrapped my arms around myself and Joshua held an arm around me. I didn't complain: I was grateful for the additional body heat. “We have nicer accommodations,” he informed me as we walked down the road.

“Nicer?” I gave him a peculiar look, confused. What we had was already a step up from when we first came to Shadow.

“I spoke with the Chancellor,” Joshua explained. “He wants to make sure you're comfortable and that what happened, never happens again.” He held me close as I shivered from the breeze. “Cold?”

“No, I just like to freeze to death,” I smirked. “Where are you taking me?”

Joshua couldn't resist laughing. “You're freezing? You were going outside the other day without shoes on. You amaze me.” He leaned closer, dropping a kiss to the top of my head. We rounded the corner to another street, south of where we lived. I hadn't traveled much to this block of town. Mostly because it was housing for the recruits and a few other members of Shadow. Our house had been situated west of the main road. The council members all lived on the south side of Shadow. I never asked why. It hadn't crossed my mind. I had just been glad we had someplace to live. He pulled out a key from his pocket and led me to the front door of a two-story cottage. “This is home.”

“For a few weeks?” I guessed. “Until the house is fixed up?”

“No,” Joshua shook his head. “The Chancellor was serious, as am I. We're going to live here now, where it's safer.”

“How is this any safer?” It wasn't as though I didn't like our little home near the infirmary and the center of town. I just didn't see how moving a block south would protect us.

“Well for starters, our home is heated without the use of a wood-burning stove,” he informed me. “No chance of smoke inhalation, at least from that. I can't promise what'll happen if you get behind the stove and cook,” Joshua teased as he unlocked the front door, leading me inside.

I stepped in first, glancing around, surprised by the size of the home. “Wow,” I breathed, turning around to face Joshua. “We don't need anything this big.”

“Maybe not,” he shrugged. “But it's ours. Remember how Jaxon kept telling us if we passed the tests it was a lucrative job?” He leaned in and kissed me softly.

“Then why did they put us up in the other house if this is where the recruits live?” I didn't understand.

Joshua grimaced. “I suppose it's my fault. I told them I wanted the simplest place for us. That we didn't need anything except each other,” he confessed. “I missed Genesis and a part of me hoped that if we lived in simplicity it would remind me of that.” I stared at him, seeing something else flash across his eyes. “I'm sorry,” he breathed and I understood why. If we'd come here first, I never would have ended up in the infirmary.

I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I'm not mad at you,” I told him. “How could I be?” I mused, kissing his cheek before letting go. I took his hand, guiding him with me through the home for our own private tour. “This place, wow.” I shook my head in wonder, amazed that the home was furnished and stocked with food.

“I know.” he nodded as we walked from one room to the next. It was ours and the fact that we didn't have to share it with the other recruits made it even better. Together we walked upstairs, finding three bedrooms.

“Why so many rooms?” A part of me knew the answer and another part still felt compelled to ask. Joshua tugged my hand, pulling me into his embrace as he stared at me for a long moment.

“One day, we may want to start a family together.” He breathed against my skin. I leaned forward, resting my forehead against his. I wasn't ready yet and I didn't think Joshua was either, but just the fact we could have a family and could have two children of our own was something to be grateful for. I let out a nervous breath, pulling back as my hand stayed tight in his.

“Time to see our bedroom.” I smiled, pulling him with me. My eyes glanced over the room, still not believing this place was ours. Walking further in, my fingers brushed over the powder blue bedspread. I shifted to sit down, only now realizing how warm and toasty our home was. “How does the heat in this place work?” I asked, lying back on the mattress, staring up at the ceiling with a smile.

“Solar energy. There are panels on the roof actively working to produce solar heat or air in the summer,” Joshua explained. “It's part of the newer technology that Shadow uses. As is this,” he told me, walking over and pushing a button on the wall. The blinds slowly shut. “Vertical blinds.” He smiled. “They have complete black-out properties to ensure no drones or soldiers can see the lights on from outside. They automatically close at sundown unless we adjust the settings,” he assured me. “We'll finally have electricity at night again.”

“Wow.” I didn't know what to say. I pushed myself off the bed and glanced from room to room upstairs before heading back down to the main floor.

“I have a surprise for you,” he told me as we reached the bottom stair by the foyer. “Close your eyes,” he told me. I shut them and he grabbed my hand, leading me further into the house. “No peeking,” he insisted as we walked several feet before stopping. “You can open them.”

My eyes opened and, though the vertical blinds were still shut, Joshua had turned the lights on in the house. My eyes moved over the warm yellow painted walls towards the bookshelf.

“Like it?” I felt Joshua's breath at my neck.

“It's amazing,” I whispered, turning in every direction, seeing books lining the shelves and a plush red sofa to sit on. Joshua knew about my love of reading but I hadn't been spoiled with books before, never like this. “How did you manage it?” I asked, turning in his grasp, wrapping my arms around his neck. I knew it must have cost a fortune, considering how rare books were in Shadow.

“That would spoil the surprise, wouldn't it?” He kissed me softly and I pulled him to the sofa, sighing in comfort as we sat down together.

“It wouldn't for me.” I shook my head, staring at him. “I don't know how you did this, Joshua. All I can say is…”

He cut me off. “Wow?” He teased, leaning in and stealing another kiss.

“I was going to go with 'thank you,’” I remarked. “But yes, wow is another good word for it.” I reached out, resting my hand on his thigh. “Are you going to give me a hint how you managed to acquire all these books?” I could tell most of them had been read and some had quite a bit of age to them but I didn't care. New books were incredibly hard to come by.

Joshua grinned, staring at the shelf on the wall where the books were situated. “Let's just say I know how to make friends,” he teased.

“And I don't?” My jaw dropped in mock anger. My fingers reached out, tickling him.

Joshua laughed. “Are you sure you want to go there? Do you remember who won the last time we did this?”

My eyes narrowed and I dropped my hands. “Fine. Fine. Know that this isn't over yet,” I told him, standing up.

Joshua watched me and finally stood up to follow. “Where are you going?”

I glanced back over my shoulder at him as I headed into the kitchen. “I'm hungry,” I remarked. After all, I hadn't eaten much breakfast. “Then I'm taking a shower.” I was covered in grime and smoke. After lunch and a nice hot shower, I climbed onto the sofa, having grabbed a book from the shelf. It was on Greek mythology. I didn't know much about Greek history or its mythology. The cover looked old and worn, from more than a lifetime ago. I shouldn't have been surprised. Most books came from hundreds of years ago. Few of them had been reprinted. It was rare to find a press in any city. Genesis only allowed printing of sanctioned materials. I glanced at Joshua, wondering how he'd acquired so many used books.

“What are you reading?” Josh asked, climbing onto the sofa beside me.

“We're reading about Greek mythology,” I offered, opening the book. “I want to read it to you.”

Joshua laughed. “You know I'm not a little kid,” he teased. I nodded but didn't care. I wanted us to share something together. “Okay, go for it.” Joshua smiled. “What legend are we reading about today?”

“Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos.” I turned to the first chapter. “The three Moirai.”

“What does that mean?” Joshua asked.

I laughed, “Will you let me read or not?” He smiled but didn't answer. “The Moirai were responsible for every mortal from birth to death. Clotho spun the thread of life. Lachesis measured the thread and Atropos cut the thread, ending one's life. They’re destiny, if you would —though no human could blame the Moirai—for we are responsible for our own failures.”

“Free will.” Joshua nodded slowly. “Do you believe in destiny?” He stared at me curiously.

I glanced up at him, thinking about his question. “I don't know. I don't think our life is laid out for us. We have the right to make it, however we choose,” I answered. “Though the authorities in Cabal would disagree. We still have the ability to choose. We face consequences though, based on those choices, our actions.”

Joshua stared at me. “But the question is, do you believe in destiny? Do you believe that even with free will, some choices are still the same? Say, for instance, you and I were best friends as children and now, we're engaged.” Joshua smiled. “I'd say that's destiny.”

I disagreed. “What one might consider destiny could be completely chance, or rather chaos,” I rationalized. “It was men who decided we'd be matched together in marriage.”

Joshua considered my words. “How did those men decide though?” He pushed on. “Was it not destiny that brought us together? We were the same age, born in the same town. Soul mates.” He grinned, enjoying the banter between us.

I couldn't help but laugh. “You believe in soul mates?” I didn't. I couldn't. It wasn't that I thought there was anyone else out there for me. Joshua was all I ever wanted. It was more to do with the idea that only one person could be right for someone. I didn't buy into it.

“I'm guessing you don't.” his smile faded.

I shrugged, gesturing towards the antique book as he sat back and let me read to him.

Nearly an hour had passed, and I glanced over at Josh, closing the book in my arms. “You never did tell me how you managed all this.” Joshua took the book from me, putting it on the table beside us. “Let's just say, I owe someone a favor.”

“One heck of a favor,” I murmured. “Do you think you'll be able to pay him back for all the books?” There was no possible way we could afford it. Maybe one or two but not the fifty or so he had on the shelf. It was astonishing.

Joshua leaned in, kissing me. “When the war is over and the world is finally righted and just,” he grinned, “I've managed to secure myself a job.” I frowned, confused. “The printer in town would like me to come work for him.”

“As payback for the books?” I guessed. I had no idea there was a book printer in Shadow!

Joshua laughed. “No. I reprinted all these for him. These are the originals but the newer copies are in his store.” My jaw must have dropped. I couldn't believe it! We'd been here a few months, but still, how had Joshua found the time to reprint dozens of books? It was a mystery to me. “Don't look so surprised,” he laughed. “We all have special abilities now.”

“Yours is book printing?” Every day I learned something more about Joshua. I didn't care about his special abilities or talents that the Mindonsiphan had done to us. What mattered to me was deep down who he was, that he would do this for me.

There was a knock at our front door and Joshua glanced back at me as he stood up. “You rest here. I'll see who it is.”

“Okay.” I nodded, putting my feet up on the sofa. Joshua headed for the door. I couldn't see who it was from where I sat. I waited patiently, surprised to see our council members coming inside, all of them. “Hey guys?” I noticed everyone but Hazel and figured she was resting at home.

“Sorry for the interruption,” Cate announced. “We wanted to hold a meeting and since you shouldn't be out of bed, we thought we'd bring the meeting to you.” She took a seat on the sofa beside me. Of all the people in the council, she was the last one I wanted to sit next to. I knew I should have been thankful she came to my rescue, but I didn't want to have to owe her anything.

“Meeting?” I asked, glancing at the Chancellor. “Why today?” It wasn't our usual meeting time. “What's going on?” I asked. I moved my legs to sit up and Joshua grabbed a seat beside me.

Elsa grabbed a seat on the floor, making herself at home. “We had a visitor this afternoon after the drones flew overhead. There's no word yet about Jaxon, Margo, and Mason but Thena was hit.”

“Thena?” I asked.

Cate sighed shifting uncomfortably on the sofa. She picked at her fingernails, staring down at her lap. “Yes, that's where Mason and I come from. One of the five cities.”

“Oh.” I slowly began to understand. “Who was the visitor? How did they get here? I thought no one knew where we were.” I didn't entirely understand what was going on.

Chancellor Collins grabbed a seat on the chair opposite us. “Taron is a member of Thena's high council. All council members have a vague understanding of Shadow’s location. We don't hand them a map per se, but we do tell them how to get here. Should the need ever arise.”

I glanced at Joshua, remembering the night months ago when we were recruits. We had snuck out and caught Chancellor Collins conversing with a stranger at night, from a car. We had learned the stranger was my uncle, my father’s younger brother who lived in Fora. I still hadn't visited him. I didn't know if I ever would or even, if the time came, what I'd say. That hadn't bothered me nearly as much as the fact he had come into town and left without hesitation. I was beginning to understand how. Perhaps, my uncle had been a member of Fora's high council. “Where is Taron?” I asked, glancing at Chancellor Collins.

“Right now he's at the recruits’ center.” Chancellor Collins remarked, “I'm not crazy about keeping him there permanently. After we clean up your old living quarters, we may let him stay in your old home.”

I nodded, unsure how to feel about our home belonging to a stranger. I knew it wasn't our home anymore. The house we sat in was where we belonged. I glanced at Cate. “Do you know Taron?”

Cate sighed. Her eyes were red and I wondered if she'd been crying earlier. “Yeah, everyone knows him.”

The Chancellor folded his hands together over his lap. “I've been considering all our options this afternoon, but I think it's in everyone's best interest if we devise a search and rescue mission for Thena. I want to send Cate and Aidan to retrieve any survivors from the site.”

I glanced at Cate, realizing now why she was so upset. It wasn't just her old home that was destroyed but the people she loved and cared about. Her family lived in Thena, and they were likely dead. “Aidan?” I scoffed. “Why can't you send me?” I wanted to help. I was tired of training and practicing for what? To sit around when help was actually needed.

“Out of the question.” Collins shot me a pointed look. “You know you can't go.”

“I'm fine!” I rolled my eyes. “This,” I gestured to the fact I was cooped up on the couch, “isn't permanent. I can get around okay. Besides, Cate needs me.”

“I need you?” She repeated, catching my stare. Her eyes were red and slightly swollen and she held her breath, refusing to cry in front of us.

“Yes,” I was adamant, “I can help.”

Chancellor Collins glanced at Aidan. He hadn't said a word, giving no indication of whether he wanted to travel to Thena or not. “What do you feel up to, Aidan?”

Aidan shuffled his feet as he leaned against the wall. “I'd rather not go into the Gravelands, if I have a choice.” He lifted his head, his gaze locking on me. Was he actually trying to help me out? Or was he doing this because of his own fears? I didn't care the reason; it was a chance for me to be a part of something bigger.

Cate sniffled and wiped a few stray tears with the back of her hand. “Someone has to come with me.”

“Someone will, I will,” I repeated forcefully, staring at Collins as I pushed myself into a sitting position on the sofa. “I'd like to come, to help those in Thena and be better prepared for whatever awaits us in the Gravelands.”

Maya heaved a sigh and finally spoke up. “There are others with more training, but I think it would be good for Olivia to gain a little freedom. Besides, if we're expecting her to fight, she should know what she's fighting for.”

Was she seriously batting for me? “You can count on me.” My eyes lit up from excitement. “What about sending Sydney too?” I wasn't trying to suggest Sydney could replace me, not after Maya offered me exactly what I wanted. However, neither of us was a doctor.

Collins sighed, “We can't risk Sydney being gone. She's too valuable to the community right now. Cate's been trained as a nurse,” he informed me. “She had training back in Thena, and she spent time interning with Sydney. She's plenty qualified.” His gaze turned towards the other council members. “Does anyone have any objections?”

Joshua cleared his throat, “I do.” I elbowed him hard in the ribs to shut up. He didn't so much as look at me as he stared at Collins. “If Olivia is going, I want to go with her.” I breathed a sigh of relief. At least he wasn't fighting the decision.

Collins ran a hand across his forehead, clearly frustrated. “You can't, Joshua. I need you here. There are things you're responsible for and the entire community needs your help. Besides, her safety is dependent on you being in Shadow.”

“How is that possible?” I scoffed. I hated that they wanted to separate us. It was like Haven all over again. Except I knew this was my choice, wanting to go to Thena. No one had imposed the decision on me.

“Olivia's right,” Joshua acknowledged. “I go where she goes, we're a team.”

“Team or not,” Collins gritted his teeth, trying his best to keep under control, “Shadow may be under attack if Joshua leaves.”

Josh squeezed my hand and gently let go. I glanced at him, wondering what he was thinking. “Collins is right,” he sighed.

“What do you mean, right?” I didn't understand what they were talking about.

“The drone that flew overhead—we managed to bring it down,” Joshua explained. “I managed to bring it down. Actually, I brought down all five drones.” He clarified. “Collins thinks I may be able to interface with the system.”

“Really?” I couldn't believe Joshua hadn't told me the minute he'd found out.

“It's all theoretical,” Collins cleared his throat, “but we need Joshua to help us understand the inner-workings of the drones and possibly even fly them again.”

My mouth hit the floor. “What?” I couldn't believe what Collins was suggesting. “What makes you think Joshua is capable of that?”

The Chancellor answered matter-of-factly. “He's the one that brought them down. He's also turned off the drones so that the government can't locate the downed planes. All in a matter of minutes.”

I let the information sink in. “So you have to stay here, while I go to Thena?” I wasn't crazy about leaving Joshua behind. We were a team, always looking out for one another.

“I'd rather not,” he glared at Collins, “but he's right. I might be able to protect you better from Shadow. If I can rewire the system and get the radar to be functional, I'll know if another drone is coming.”

“Don't you worry they'll come after us? They're going to want their missing fleet.” I asked.

Collins answered me, “We have it covered.”

“How?” I couldn't understand how they were calm when just a few hours ago we were under attack. “What if they send soldiers on foot?”

“Relax.” Joshua rested a hand on my thigh. “I promise, you're safe here.”

“And if I go to Thena? Will Cate and I be safe on the way?” I glanced at Cate. Her eyes were red but the few tears had dried. I knew she wanted to go and someone needed to search for survivors, but if it was a trap and the government was planning on sending more drones, we needed to be prepared.

“That's why I want to rewire the radar,” Joshua reminded me. “I'll do everything in my power to keep you both safe,” Joshua assured me. I didn't know how he intended on keeping us safe but I trusted him.

CHAPTER 6

As soon as dawn broke, Cate was at my front door. I gave Joshua a goodbye kiss and headed for the vehicle parked on the street. Seeing the familiar van sent a chill down my spine. It was the same vehicle we'd driven in when we were recruits and had been required to undergo Mindonsiphan. It made my stomach somersault. I was glad I’d skipped breakfast, because I thought I might vomit.

“I brought some food and water,” Cate told me as I climbed into the van. Cate started the vehicle and together we headed out of Shadow. The last time I was out of the city, I'd been on the run. I sat in the front seat, glancing out the window, hoping no drones would circle the skies again today. “Don't look so worried,” Cate remarked. “I won't leave you out on the side of the road.”

“I wasn't worried,” I answered, shifting to look at her. At least, I hadn't been worried about that. I didn't know what to say. She was the last person I wanted to travel with. The trip by car would only take a few hours. Any more and I couldn't bear it.

The further we drove from Shadow, the dryer the land grew, the earth becoming caked and cracked. Cate rolled down her window and I felt the cool air pummel us through the open window. I reached for the heat, turning it up a notch.

“Don't tell me you're cold.” Cate shot me a glare before she returned her attention on the road.

“It's the middle of January and you have the window open.” I shivered as I pushed the vents towards me. If she wanted to freeze herself to death, that was her business.

Cate rolled her eyes. “It's the desert.”

“Doesn't make it any less cold in winter,” I retorted.

“Actually it does.” She pushed the middle vent that had been pointed towards her away. I relished the additional heat as I cranked it up further. Maybe it wasn't as cold as Genesis in winter, but with the window down while driving, I was freezing.

“Whatever,” I mumbled beneath my breath. There was no pleasing Cate.

“Do you mind?” Cate shot me another glare. “I can hear you when you mutter under your breath.”

I didn't answer her. There was no point in giving her the satisfaction. She wanted a fight and I wouldn't give her one.

I ignored the clock, paying little attention to what time we left Shadow. The awkward silence stretched on for minutes.

“So your family lives in Thena?” I asked, trying my best to kill the tension. I knew she must have been stressed thinking about them.

“Yeah.” Cate's answer was short and curt.

“Both of your parents?” I asked, trying to ease it out of her.

She shot me a look before turning her attention back to the road. “And my baby sister.”

I opened my mouth to ask how she had a sister and then shut it. Things weren't the same in the rebel cities. Families could have more than one child but they were never their own biological children. Both of the girls had to have been taken from a Genesis city at some time in their lives. “How old is your sister?” I asked.

“Do you actually care?” Cate retorted.

“I wouldn't ask if I didn't,” I admitted.

Cate sighed, waiting a long moment before finally deciding to answer. “The last time I saw her she was six. She'd be nine now.”

“You've been in Shadow for three years?” Maybe we shared some things in common, being away from our home and the people we grew up around.

Cate sighed, her hands tensely griping the steering wheel as we grew closer to Thena. “Yeah, sounds about right. I always planned on coming home to visit but you know the rules,” she huffed. “Collins never saw a reason for me to go home back to Thena. Mason on the other hand, he could go back whenever he liked.” Her words were laced with anger and hatred. “He got to go home so we could trade but no, not me.” Her cheeks reddened. “It's not fair!” She slammed her fist angrily on the steering wheel.

“No,” I whispered, “it's not.” I didn't know what else to say to Cate. We'd be in Thena soon enough. Hopefully her family and her sister were still alive.

We crested the hill and I could see the ruins of what was once the town. Fragments of broken stone lay strewn along the path as we drove closer. I gasped in astonishment. This was new for me—when Joshua and I had escaped Haven, we'd never witnessed what remained.

“Hang on,” Cate instructed as she drove us into Thena past the rubble and through the destruction. The streets were a mess, littered with debris. I felt the vehicle jolt as she entered town, pulling to an abrupt stop. Not a single building remained standing. The smoke had cleared but the damage hadn't vanished. I stepped out from the van, glancing around, unsure where to start. “This way,” she told me as we climbed across the street through the devastation. I glanced down, realizing that what we were pushing aside to get through town was parts of homes and buildings. It was unsettling.

“Hello?” I called out, listening for survivors. I wasn't sure how to find anyone in this mess. Cate led me further into town. Her destination: her family. I couldn't blame her. I'd do the same thing. Perhaps Cate had more of a heart than I originally thought.

“Come on, Olivia. We don't have much time and a lot of area to cover.” Wearing jeans and a gray t-shirt, I climbed through the street and followed Cate until she stood in the middle of what was once her home. “Mom! Dad!” she called, searching through broken cement and stone.

I pushed aside what I could, digging beneath the surface. “Hello? Anyone?” I called, hoping if someone was alive I'd hear them answer me. I moved around from what used to be house to house as Cate continued to pull off the debris from her home and search for her family. I gasped as I found a female body, her skin pale and blue. She was ice cold. I felt for a pulse but it was much too late to help her. I didn't tell Cate. I glanced back as I saw her crying from a distance. There was no sense in upsetting her further.

I kept walking further across the street as I searched every home that once stood. It seemed an impossible task to find anyone left alive. It'd only been twenty-four hours. I'd gone longer without food and water when Joshua and I had driven across the Gravelands. This was worse. These people had died from what the government had purposefully done. It wasn't from starvation. I pulled my sweatshirt tighter and zipped it. If anyone had survived I wasn't sure how. It was a cool morning and it had been an even chillier night.

Pushing aside rubble, I heard the faintest whimper. “Hello?” I called aloud, digging deeper for the sound. My fingers carefully pushed aside the broken glass panel from a window along with two pieces of heavy stone as I listened for the soft sound again. It was someone crying. “I'm coming for you.” I answered. “Cate!” I called, hoping she'd hear me and would come help.

My eyes widened in shock as I unburied and saw a small space, where I found a little girl still alive. She shook and cried but was physically unharmed, which was surprising, given the circumstances. “It's okay,” I assured her, lifting her into my arms. “Cate!” I called, feeling the little girl shiver. I unzipped my sweatshirt, then wrapped it around her body as Cate came towards me. Her face looked red but she hid her tears.

Cate cleared her throat. “Let me look her over.” She held out her arms but the little girl tightened her hold, shaking her head no defiantly.

“Okay, okay.” I rubbed her back. “We're just going to take you to the van. Get you something to eat and drink,” I assured her. We walked the half-mile back to the vehicle over the rubble. Once inside I sat her down and grabbed a bottle of water, opening it for her. Cate grabbed some snack food while I left the little girl momentarily alone. “There could be other survivors,” I told Cate. “We need to keep searching. You should stay with her though.”

Cate gave me a look. “What if you need help?” I knew she was right, but I couldn't fathom leaving the little girl alone for even a few minutes. She was young.

Cate walked back into the van, bending down to the girl’s height. “What's your name?” she asked. I stood by the door, seeing her wide blue eyes staring past Cate towards me. She pointed at me and then sipped her water quietly.

Cate sighed, stepping out of the van as I climbed into the seat beside the little girl. “Are they good?” I asked watching as she ate some crackers. She nodded enthusiastically. She handed me a cracker, offering me one.

“Thanks.” I took it from her fingers and popped it into my mouth. “I'm Olivia,” I told her. She handed me her empty water bottle and I grabbed another from the bag behind me, opening it. I offered it to her, watching as she drank another sip. Already she looked better.

“I'm Adelaide,” she told me with bright eyes.

“How old are you?” I asked as she played with the hem of my sweatshirt she wore.

“Six,” she whispered. She was small for her age but incredibly bright. I could see that already.

“That's Cate.” I pointed towards the window. “We're both going to search and see if we can find more people buried under the rubble. Can you promise me you'll stay in the van?”

Adelaide nodded as she sipped her water. “I promise.”

“Are you hurt at all?” I asked her, knowing it should have been the first question, but other than looking dirty she seemed unharmed. Adelaide shook her head no. “Okay good.” I smiled reassuringly, giving her a hug. “We'll be back soon. You stay here.” I grabbed another bag of crackers. “If you get hungry,” I said, handing them to her, “these are for you.”

“Thanks, Olivia.” Adelaide answered.

I climbed out of the van, heading with Cate as we searched the rest of the streets through Thena, hoping Adelaide wasn't the last survivor.

CHAPTER 7

Cate and I headed back to Shadow with Adelaide in the backseat. Behind her lay two other survivors, barely breathing. Cate managed to stabilize them to get them back to town. I didn’t know how long they'd last. I hadn't even gotten their names. We'd been careful to distract Adelaide and not to let her see the badly injured bodies we transported. The last thing I wanted was to give the child nightmares.

The five-hour drive felt like an eternity. We reached Shadow at night and though I was worried about barreling into town with our headlights glaring, I also knew we had little choice.

The moment we crested into town, everyone came outside to see us, including Taron. A part of me hoped that he was Adelaide's father but I knew the chances were slim. Cate would have mentioned it, if that had been the case. We stopped in front of the medical center and Sydney came rushing outside. “You're back already?” I wasn't sure what she expected. How long were we supposed to be gone?

“We brought three survivors with us. A young girl and two patients in critical condition,” I told Sydney. I helped a sleeping Adelaide out as Chancellor Collins and Sydney worked to get the two injured into the infirmary.

“Olivia?” I heard Joshua's voice through the crowd and saw as he moved to the front, coming to wrap his arms around me. He stopped, seeing the small girl in my arms. “Is she…okay?”

“She's fine. Just asleep,” I assured him. “She got lucky.” I felt her shift in my arms. “Shhh, go back to sleep.” I patted her back. I glanced around; everyone was dispersing. Collins had gone into the infirmary to help Sydney.

“Come on, it's late. We'll take her back with us,” Joshua offered, freeing up my arms as he carried her home for me. “In the morning we'll figure out what to do.” She didn't wake up again. I nodded, knowing he was right. She deserved a family—her family—if they remained alive. I opened the front door and Joshua carried Adelaide upstairs and into the spare bedroom. I was thankful for the twin-size mattress. Though the room was rather plain of decoration, it was perfect. Joshua laid her down in bed and I tucked her in as well. Tomorrow, Adelaide would need a shower and fresh change of clothes, but at least she'd be well rested and cared for.

I closed her door, heading for our bedroom. “How was it?” Joshua asked me as I shut the door and stripped down for bed. I didn't care that Joshua watched as I changed into my pajamas. I was much too tired to care or to walk into another room. At least the lights were off and the darkness hid my curves.

“Tiring,” I breathed, finding the mattress and lying down, closing my eyes. “I searched for hours and we only found three people.”

Joshua knew as much by the van we'd brought back from Thena. “At least you found three people. Three who wouldn't have survived without you being there,” he reminded me, trying to be the optimist he always was.

I nodded weakly. “I'm not sure the two adults even have much of a chance of making it through to morning.”

Joshua stripped down to his boxers, climbing into bed beside me. “You remember the medical center: their technology is superior to anything I've ever seen.” I knew he was right. I'd seen what they did to us and what they'd done for Joshua's injured foot. “If these people have any chance, you gave it to them,” he assured me. “Besides, you saved that little girl.”

“Adelaide,” I told him. “Her name. I saved Adelaide.”

I felt his breath as he kissed my cheek. “You saved Adelaide.” He affirmed, wrapping an arm around my waist. “You did amazing, Olive.”

CHAPTER 8

Waking up early the next morning, I heard the soft patter of footsteps against the floorboards. “Olivia?” The sweetest and softest voice pulled me from slumber as I rolled onto my back, glancing at the open bedroom door.

Adelaide stood in the doorjamb watching me with bright, curious eyes. “Hey sweetie.” I smiled, sitting up in bed. I glanced at Joshua and climbed off the mattress, careful not to wake him. “How about we get you some breakfast?” I whispered, reaching out for her hand as I led her out of the bedroom.

Together we descended the stairs and walked into the kitchen. I wasn't sure what we had to eat. Most days Josh and I ate in the cafeteria with the other members of town. It wasn't that we couldn't make our own meals, it was just easier. The new home we had acquired had been stocked full of groceries but I'd hardly spent any time cooking. I wasn't entirely sure how. Besides, we were busy with training. If not for the cafeteria we'd probably miss a day or two of eating. I glanced through the fridge, found some yogurt, and grabbed a few berries, mixing it together in a cup for Adelaide to eat. I didn’t know what she liked but I figured I'd find out soon enough. Adelaide climbed onto the chair, though she was scooted out much too far. Walking over, I pushed her chair in. “I'm hungry,” Adelaide announced.

“Good, because I made you some yogurt.” Adelaide grimaced as I pushed the cup in front of her along with a spoon. She dipped the spoon in, watching the milky liquid fall back into the cup. “This looks gross. It looks like snot!” She giggled.

I glanced back towards the stairs, wondering if Joshua would have any better an idea of what to feed Adelaide. “How about we get you showered, changed, and to the cafeteria where you can pick out whatever you want to eat for breakfast?”

Adelaide nodded eagerly, hopping down off the chair. I led her back upstairs and grabbed her a t-shirt of mine before I turned on the shower, leaving her alone to clean up while I checked on Joshua. I knew I'd need to find her clothes that fit, but at least the oversized shirt would be clean.

Heading into my own bedroom, I leaned down, pressing a kiss to Joshua's forehead and feeling him stir on the bed. “Hey, sleepyhead.” I grinned, running my thumb across his cheek. “Adelaide's in the shower. I'm going to take her to breakfast when she's done. Do you want to join us?” Joshua shifted on the bed, his eyes heavy as he slowly awoke.

“There's nothing to eat here?” He asked sitting up in bed. He ran a hand through his tousled hair.

“I tried to feed her yogurt,” I laughed, finding a change of clothes in the dresser for myself. “That didn't go over too well.” I took my clothes with me into the bathroom. “If she's looking for me, let her know I'll be right out.”

I didn't hear Joshua's answer. I jumped in the shower and tried to be fast, not wanting Adelaide to wait too long. I knew we'd brought her in last night and she hadn't been awake when she met Joshua. I didn't want to upset her. Finishing my shower, I dried off and got dressed, coming out of the bathroom to see Joshua still on the bed. He was lying back down but he hadn't quite fallen asleep. “Hey,” Joshua yawned, glancing at me. “No sign of her yet.”

I ran a towel through my hair before heading out into the hall. “Adelaide?” I knocked on the bathroom door, hearing the shower still running. The moment I knocked she turned the tap off. I waited outside in the hallway as I heard her tiny feet pattering around. A few minutes later she opened the bathroom door, my t-shirt much too big on her.

“I promise we'll get you clothes that fit as soon as we can,” I assured her. “How about you and me grab some breakfast while we let Joshua sleep a little longer?”

Adelaide nodded in response. I grabbed a hairbrush, combing through her long dark locks and drying her hair before taking her hand. I led her to the foyer, grabbed my coat and wrapped her in it before putting on our shoes and stepping outside.

Adelaide shivered as the door opened and the cold gust of air assaulted us. I wore a long-sleeved shirt and sweatshirt. Not enough for this cold morning in Shadow. Quickly, we walked through town and north towards the recruit center. It housed the cafeteria along with the training facilities for the town. I waved at Chancellor Collins, seeing him as he opened the door and we walked into the warm cafeteria together.

“Hello, there.” He smiled warmly at Adelaide. “I bet you're hungry.” Adelaide glanced up at me with wide curious eyes, not saying a word.

“Breakfast at home wasn't too successful,” I admitted, leading her towards the cafeteria line. Adelaide pointed at the breakfast items she wanted—most seemed out of reach—and I piled them onto a plate, glad to see she had an appetite. “How are the others?” I asked, curious about the two we'd brought in from Thena. I knew they hadn't been well and didn't expect an overnight recovery but was hopeful. Collins shook his head no and I didn't ask anything more. I didn't have to, already knowing the answer from his grave expression. Even the best of Shadow's technology couldn't save everyone.

I grabbed breakfast for myself, carrying it over along with Adelaide's to a table where we could sit down. Cate already sat at the table and although we'd never been much for friends, I sat down with her. I knew Adelaide had met her the previous day and at least it would be one more familiar face.

“Good morning.” Cate smiled at Adelaide.

Adelaide took a few sips of milk before glancing at Cate. “You drove the van yesterday.”

Cate laughed. “That's right. You have a good memory.” She turned her attention towards me. “Where's Joshua?”

I eyed the door, not sure why I expected to see him. “Still in bed.” I smiled.

Adelaide tugged on my sleeve. “Maybe we can bring him back something to eat?”

Cate smiled, averting her gaze.

“I bet he'd like that,” I agreed, helping Adelaide out of her coat. I glanced back towards Cate, worried about her. I knew she was happy we'd found Adelaide but a part of her obviously had hoped to find her own family. After we saw the damage of Thena, there was no chance we'd left any survivors behind. I knew what it felt to lose someone you cared about. Although I didn't know what to say. Nothing would ease the pain. It never did.

Adelaide kept eyeing Cate's strawberry sitting perched at the edge of her plate. Cate reached out, offering it to her. “Go ahead.” She handed Adelaide the fruit, watching her eyes widen as she plucked it from her fingers and brought it to her lips. Adelaide's lips curved into a smile, which seemed to bring a tiny smile to Cate's lips.

“Stay here, okay?” I told Adelaide as I stood up, heading towards the Chancellor. She nodded eagerly and climbed onto her knees to lean closer to Cate. Walking across the room, I gave him a brief nod. “We need to talk.”

“I know.” He stared at Adelaide and his look changed to something I couldn't quite recognize. He didn't say anything and I glanced at her small frame and dark hair as she giggled, talking to Cate.

“What's the procedure for bringing an abandoned child into this city?” I asked. I didn't know who Adelaide would live with. I wasn't even sure how she felt about all that had transpired. No one had asked her. I knew it wasn't easy: she'd been through an ordeal but she didn't let it show. Even at six she was stronger than anyone I'd ever met.

Collins glanced past me, watching Adelaide curiously. “We'll have a lottery to determine who will win the child.”

“Absolutely not!” My eyes narrowed, appalled by his suggestion. “Children aren't prizes to be won!” I couldn't believe him. “You're not serious?”

A faint smile broke out on his face. “I was kidding, Olivia. In all seriousness, Adelaide is the first child we've had brought into Shadow. We don't exactly have a procedure for this sort of thing. Besides, the town is a training camp, not a playground.” He paused, thinking of what to do. “I'll bring some clothes to the recruit center. She can stay with Taron tonight.”

“I'm not comfortable leaving her with a stranger,” I admitted, glancing back at Adelaide across the cafeteria. It was clear to me Taron didn't know her or at least didn't care enough about her. He hadn't come over to see who the sleeping girl was I brought back from Thena. He also hadn't come over in the cafeteria as he grabbed himself a plate of eggs after standing in line. Now he walked to a table across the room, refusing to acknowledge Adelaide.

The Chancellor answered. “She can stay with you, if you'd prefer?”

“Do you think that's best?” I remarked. What did I know about raising a child? I was barely eighteen and had enough trouble remembering to eat three meals a day! How would I look after someone else?

The Chancellor glanced past me towards Cate, watching them interact. “She seems to be taking a liking to Cate,” he suggested.

I didn't know what to do. Adelaide was so young, still a child. I wanted what was best for her and I wasn't sure what that was. I couldn't imagine choosing a random family in Shadow to take care of Adelaide. How would I know they were best suited for her? Maybe it was selfish of me to even consider raising a child since I could have one if I desired, but I wanted what was best for Adelaide. She deserved that much.

“Olivia!” Adelaide climbed off the bench and ran over towards me, throwing her arms around me for a hug. I rubbed her back. “Hey sweetie,” I smiled, bending down to her level.

“I'm bored,” she announced. “Can we go home?” I wondered what she thought home meant. There was no going back to Thena. I didn't want to tell her that.

“Sure.” I offered her a faint smile, seeing the Chancellor looking quite pleased with himself. I didn't understand why. Had he wanted me to look after Adelaide all along? I couldn't see the benefit in it. I stood up, taking her hand, and walked over to the empty tray of food. I cleaned up Adelaide's breakfast before helping her into my coat again. I grabbed my breakfast, taking it with me back to the house.

We walked back home, not wasting a moment as the cold air only made my arms tremble. I had to be careful not to drop our tray of food. Adelaide might have eaten but I'd barely touched my meal, and I carried enough for Joshua to eat too.

Unlocking the front door, I saw that Joshua had already dressed and come down the stairs. “You're back soon,” he commented, smiling as he saw Adelaide standing beside me. “Hi.” He grinned and offered out his hand. “I'm Joshua.”

Adelaide slipped behind my legs, poking her head out to the side to see him. Evidently she was shy. I handed Joshua our breakfast, letting him take it to the kitchen as I helped Adelaide out of my coat. I hoped someone would soon bring the girl clothes that fit. Together, we walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a seat at the table to eat breakfast as Adelaide ran into the living room, grabbing a book from the shelf. None had pictures but she stared at the pages. I wasn't sure if she was old enough to read but it kept her occupied for a while.

“She's cute,” Joshua mused, getting a better look at her as he sat with me for breakfast.

“Apparently, she's ours,” I remarked, eyeing him. I didn't know how he'd feel about us looking after a child. I wasn't entirely comfortable with the idea but I wasn't going to let her be given to a family at random.

“Well, she has taken a liking to you.” Josh nodded slowly. “What's Collins think about all of it?”

I took a bite of breakfast, trying to get it down. I wasn't entirely hungry but knew I needed to eat something. “He mentioned a lottery.” My fork picked at my food on the plate. “I shot that idea down.”

“Good.” Joshua rolled his eyes. “He wasn't serious?” he asked me.

“No. Adelaide's the first child to come here though, so they don’t exactly have a set of rules to follow. He mentioned Taron but you were there yesterday. Taron didn't so much as come up to us to see who the little girl was. I can't just hand her over to him.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, hanging my head slightly, eyes closed, trying to think. “Are we ready to be parents?”

Joshua laughed softly. “To Adelaide? I don't know. Maybe we could handle it. I mean she's what, four?” he guessed. “I'm not crazy about having a child here. It's a huge risk considering everything we've been through,” he acknowledged. “But she's also a person who needs a family and parents who will love her. I see the way you are with her and I can't imagine anyone doing a better job, Olivia.”

“She's six,” I corrected him. “And I'm eighteen, barely an adult,” I remarked. “I can't be anyone's mother.” The thought still terrified me.

“Well that settles it.” Joshua smiled. “If she's six then it's much easier.” He tried to make light of the situation. “Any word about the other two survivors from Thena?”

I sighed and put my fork down, having lost my appetite completely. “Not good news,” I remarked, glancing back at Adelaide. She sat on the sofa, turning the page of a novel she seemed to be reading.

I felt Joshua's hand come to rest atop mine. “We'll look after her,” he assured me. “Between the two of us, we can handle it.” I wasn't sure we could. We spent most days training, preparing for an uprising. What would we do with Adelaide when we went off to war? I couldn't stay home and be a mother, raise a child and live my life on the sidelines. I knew it was probably the most selfish feeling in the world but I didn’t feel ready to give it all up just yet. “Relax.” He squeezed my hand. “We can teach her basic skills training. She'll be prepared for whatever awaits us.” I hoped it could be that easy.

CHAPTER 9

Only a few days had passed since Adelaide had come into our home. The community of Shadow had come together to help in any way it could. Adelaide was the youngest of Shadow. It was rare a child came into the town and everyone wanted to be a part of her upbringing. Some had stitched clothes for Adelaide to wear. Others had sewn together stuffed animals for Adelaide so she could have companions. I felt terrible knowing Adelaide would have no friends her own age to play with. Shadow had no swing sets or playgrounds like Genesis had provided. The only school that existed was the recruit center, training in weaponry and survival skills. As important as they were for Adelaide, there was so much more for her to learn about our world and about what was going on in it.

Aidan brought books about our history and about the history of the world to teach Adelaide. I wasn't sure how much to share with such a young child. Incredibly bright, she was still a child. Shouldn't she be allowed some freedoms until she grew older? Freedom from fear, for instance. Although I knew she'd never have such a luxury. Her family had died. Her home had been destroyed. We were lucky the drones hadn't come back but I knew one day they would, and I would protect her like I had Hazel, no matter the cost.

“Olivia, do we have to do this again?” Adelaide whined as she lifted the Bo Staff in her arms. Aidan had crafted it himself, making sure it was the perfect size for Adelaide. It was light but sturdy. I didn't want to hand her anything she could injure herself with. We were trying to train her to defend herself. Joshua and I had seen soldiers come in on foot while in Haven. It was possible with time they'd travel as far west as Shadow. We needed to be ready.

“Yes.” I smiled. “We can take a break first,” I offered as she shook her head no.

“Let's get on with it.”

I laughed hearing her words and helped her practice. We spent twenty minutes at it before I heard a familiar voice. “Need a hand?” Hazel asked. I was glad to see she was doing better since our last encounter.

“Just showing Adelaide how to use the Bo Staff.” I glanced behind me as Hazel came into the training facility.

“I hear Aidan's making her a set of nunchucks next.” Hazel grabbed a Bo Staff, gesturing for Adelaide to try with her.

I put mine down and walked towards the wall, grabbing a cup of water. “You're not serious?” Aidan hadn't mentioned it to me. Probably because he knew I'd be against it.

Hazel laughed and her eyes widened as Adelaide seemed to be quick on her feet and even quicker with her arms using the weapon in hand. “You're good,” she commented to Adelaide. “She might actually be ready for it. Can you believe that? She hasn't even been enhanced and she's brilliant.”

My eyes widened as I stalked to the center of the room, stopping their interaction. “Enhanced?” I shook my head. “You will not do that to my daughter!”

Hazel's voice dropped. “She's not technically your daughter.” It was a slap in the face. Something I knew but I treated Adelaide as if she were, because to me she was family. Nothing would change that. Not even one person’s opinion would make me think less of Adelaide. Hazel sighed, knowing she'd hit a nerve. “I'm sorry.” She put the Bo Staff down and Adelaide used it to her advantage, managing to knock Hazel on her back. Adelaide put a foot on Hazel's chest, keeping her pinned down.

“Don't ever say that to Olivia again,” Adelaide demanded with a fierce intensity. “She saved my life and took me in. More than I can say about you.” She waited a moment before she moved her stick away along with her foot.

A part of me knew I should have reprimanded Adelaide for her actions. I didn't though. Hazel rolled over, stood up, and walked out.

CHAPTER 10

The next two days I let Maya teach Adelaide self-defense. I thought it was best if I took a step back: I still had so much to learn. Heading over to the gymnasium, I opened the heavy metal door, hearing a loud creak. “Adelaide?” I called. The lights were off, the room empty. I walked further inside, flipping on the electricity as I had a look around. “Adelaide?” I tried again, hoping I'd find her. She was supposed to stay with Maya until I came to pick her up. I couldn't believe she'd just up and disappear. Heading out of the gymnasium, I searched the recruit training facility. The cafeteria was empty, as were the sleeping quarters. “Adelaide?” My feet pattered quicker against the hall as I checked every corner and crevice, including the bathroom. She was nowhere in sight. I knew she had to be somewhere. Shadow wasn't that big of a town and I could trust all the residents. Where could she have disappeared to? I headed back the way I came, through the gymnasium, shutting off the lights as I stepped outside and shivered. The wind whistled and I glanced up, glad the skies were clear of any drones. “Adelaide?” I tried again, walking along the crunched path where vehicles had traveled between the recruit center and town. It took no time at all to spot Maya talking to Collins. “Hey!” I jogged over towards her. “Have you seen Adelaide?” I caught my breath, feeling my heart slam into my chest. “She wasn't in the gymnasium.”

“Oh, I told her she was done for today.” Maya shrugged, as if it were no big deal to let a six-year-old run free in town.

“Where'd she go?” I glanced around, running a hand through my hair.

Maya turned around on her heels, having a look around. “I can't remember. Did you check home?”

“I just came from there.” I shook my head. “She's not at the recruit center; I don't know where she'd be without me. It's not like there's a playground around here.” I knew it was a cheap shot but it was the truth. Adelaide had only what was made specifically for her, the town wasn't set up for kids.

Collins glanced at Maya. “How about I help you look for her?” he offered. I knew he was trying to be helpful but I didn't think he'd have any more ideas than I did where to look for her. “Did you try Cate's house?”

My stomach flopped. “No.” I knew I should be relieved. If she was visiting Cate and considered her a friend, at least she'd be safe. I felt a twinge of jealousy at the thought that Adelaide would prefer Cate over me. No, I couldn't think that way.

“Let's try there first,” the Chancellor suggested, offering a warm smile as he gently took my elbow, leading me away from Maya.

I heard it first: the loud high-pitched scream of a child. It was Adelaide. No doubt in my mind. I took off running in the direction of the sound, west. Her screams didn't diminish in the slightest. “Adelaide!” I called, hearing the ear-piecing scream of a child. She sounded afraid. My heart pounded and my nerves wrestled with me. There was nothing I had to be frightened of. Adelaide was okay, she was screaming, right? That had to be a good sign?

“Olivia!” Her voice answered me with another shrill scream as I tore through tall grasses, running towards the stream where I'd been just before our last council meeting. I could hear Collins lag behind me, trailing in my footsteps. He wasn't far but he wasn't as fast either.

“I'm coming,” I answered, my knees lifting higher as I stopped dead in my tracks, finding a bloody corpse. I glanced up, seeing Adelaide bent over the body, her clothes covered in blood. Her cheeks flushed and eyes filled with tears.

“He's dead!” She wailed as I bent down to pick her up, trying my best to shield her from what she'd seen, though I knew it was too late.

I could hear Collins’ muttered curse as he finally caught up, seeing the disfigured corpse. “This isn't good,” he rasped, glancing from me to the little girl. “Take her home, get her cleaned up. We're having an emergency meeting this afternoon,” he announced. “There's an outlaw near Shadow.”

I carried Adelaide all the way back to town and home. I locked the doors, something we'd never done, and helped her trembling body up the stairs and into the shower. I turned on the faucet, making sure it wasn't too hot before leaving the bathroom while she stripped down to shower and wash the blood away. Glancing down at my own clothes, caked in blood from carrying Adelaide, I sighed and took a quick shower of my own.

It wasn't long before Adelaide was downstairs, curled up on the sofa, snuggling into a pillow I'd brought down for her. Her eyes were heavy and after the morning’s events, she was exhausted. I heard a knock on the door and quietly walked to the front, having a look before opening it to Joshua. “Hey,” I smiled weakly, throwing my arms around him.

I felt his warm embrace and closed my eyes for the briefest of moments. “I heard what happened,” he whispered. I nodded faintly, pulling back to secure the lock on the door behind him as he took off his coat.

“Adelaide's asleep on the couch right now. She's showered and cleaned up. Collins is planning on having an emergency council meeting this afternoon.”

Joshua nodded. “I know. I ran into him outside. In about an hour, everyone's getting together to figure out how to handle this situation.” I studied his features, his face hardened.

“What is it?” I asked.

“I'm not thrilled with leaving Adelaide on her own while we're at the meeting. How long do you think she'll sleep?” Joshua asked, glancing towards the living room.

I had no idea. I shook my head. “Maybe we could ask Taron to watch her? Just while we're at the council meeting.” He wasn't my first choice to look after Adelaide but my first six or seven options were all involved with the council.

Joshua nodded slowly. “That could work. It'll only be an hour. Hopefully, Adelaide won't even wake up while we're gone.”

I left Joshua with Adelaide while I ran down Taron and asked him to keep an eye on her for a little while. He seemed a little hesitant to be around a child, but after I assured him she'd likely sleep the entire time, he agreed to it. Joshua and I locked up the house as we headed together for the council meeting. I reached for his hand, giving it a tentative squeeze.

“Nervous?” He asked, glancing down at our adjoined hands.

“I'm not sure nervous is the right word. Stressed? Yes.” I nodded vigorously. “I don't think I'll sleep until we find whoever killed that man out by the river.”

Joshua glanced at me as we headed inside. “Do you know what Adelaide was doing out there on her own?”

I shook my head no. It didn't seem a good time to ask her either. Walking into the council room, I took my respective seat at the table. Joshua sat beside me, our hands no longer entwined as I tapped my fingers over the wooden surface, a nervous habit I couldn't consider breaking at a time like this.

Chancellor Collins stepped into the room last and took a seat at the head of the table. “Thank you all for meeting on such short notice.” He looked frazzled, dismayed by what had occurred only a few short hours ago. “By now, most of you know we have a killer just outside of our town, an outlaw. It worries me that not only one man but two have found our town. We would have suspected the two were working together, except one was brutally murdered.”

Cate frowned, her face looking slightly disgusted. “It doesn't mean they still weren't working together. Maybe one of them turned on the other?”

Collins nodded. “It's a possibility, but the body was mutilated.” He cleared his throat trying to keep himself composed. “I can't fathom how we were found or even if we were. This man we found was on the outreach of town. Our community was barely visible but it's possible we've been spotted.”

Aidan spoke up, “Do you think the government is coming to destroy us?”

Collins sighed, “I don't believe that's the case, at this point. We know there are outlaws, men who were banished from cities in Cabal. It's not unfeasible to think one may have found his way to Shadow.”

Joshua's face was hard. “But there were two men, Chancellor.”

Collins agreed. “Yes, and that's why we need to take action, to ensure no more will follow. We need to send a message, a strong one, and protect our town.”

“How?” I asked, feeling as though I already knew the answer.

The Chancellor cleared his throat. “We're going to send a team out to hunt down and kill whoever's out there. Do I have any objections?”

The room was eerily silent.

“Good,” Collins continued. “I need two sets of patrols. One to head west and the other to protect Shadow. The last thing we need to do is send our best soldiers away from town, leaving ourselves vulnerable.” His eyes landed on Joshua and myself. “We're down two members already. I'm not crazy about putting either of you on patrol but we need the extra manpower right now.”

“I'm fine with it.” I knew it would be a good first assignment. There'd be plenty of council members to back me up and it would involve real hands-on fighting, not training. There was something to be said about truly experiencing a situation and not just planning for one. I could feel the anticipation bubbling beneath my skin, itching to tear its way out.

Collins glanced at Joshua, waiting for his answer.

“I'd prefer to be on patrol in Shadow, if I get a choice.” His answer surprised me.

“We can do that,” Collins quickly agreed. “Olivia, Cate, Aidan, and Maya: I want you to go west and track the outlaw. Joshua, Elsa, Hazel, and I will stay and keep Shadow safe.”

I glanced at Joshua, seeing the steely look on his face. He didn't look pleased that Collins had chosen me to accompany the others beyond the town’s border. “What are our instructions if we find the outlaw?” I needed to know we had permission to kill him, if necessary.

“We don't take prisoners, Olivia,” Collins remarked. “It's evident that whoever is out there is a brutal, merciless killer. Do whatever is necessary to protect yourselves, each other, and this town. Come back with the body and we'll burn it. Dead or alive.”

Joshua looked slightly pale. I ignored him. For once, I couldn't disagree with Collins’ decision. I'd seen the deceased in the grass just outside of town. Adelaide had been covered in blood; I hadn't even asked her if she'd witnessed what happened. Now, I wish I had. Our town was bathed in the shadows, kept in secret from outsiders. I wasn't always in agreement with their methods but this time I didn't stray from Collins’ decision. I'd seen what one outlaw was capable of and didn't want havoc wreaked on Shadow.

The four of us wasted no time in strapping on gear and heading out together just past the edge of town. The few times I'd ventured west, it was always alone and without telling anyone where I was going. It felt strange, particularly with Cate at my side, Maya leading the pack and Aidan in the rear. Maya was the most skilled of the four of us, having been our instructor during training, and also an incredibly skilled tracker. I directed her to where the body had been. The grass was brown and dead, smashed to the ground and coated in red. Clearly, the body had been here. I hoped Collins and the others had provided a proper burial.

Cate glanced around, shifting the bow she carried over her shoulder uncomfortably, letting out a sigh as she shuffled her feet. I couldn't tell if she didn't like being out here away from Shadow or the fact that a crazed outlaw killing people was on the loose. “Which way?” She sounded bored, distracted.

Maya examined the dormant winter grass, noting footprints leading north. “This way.” She gestured.

“Any idea how far he could have gotten?” I asked, patting my hip, feeling the dagger sheathed at my side. In all my training, I'd succeeded best at hand-to-hand combat. I had no idea why. I was smaller in size than most of the guys and had far less experience fighting. It didn't matter though: something with the Mindonsiphan had made me special. It had enhanced my ability to fight, or so Maya had once explained to me.

“Not everyone can be like Cate with a bow,” Maya quipped as she handed me a set of daggers. “Rumor has it you're pretty good against the guys in a brawl.”

“Am I?” I hadn't thought about it. I wasn't bad at blocking, but there were other things I was bad with; for instance, I could not start a fire if my life depended on it. Jaxon could make fire with his hands. I couldn't even make fire with two sticks or stones, or whatever you were supposed to start a fire with. Some talents couldn't be achieved, not that I cared.

“Come here.” Maya gestured me to come closer. “I want you to give me everything you've got.” She wanted me to fight her. I wasn't ready for it. I'd been here three months and spent every waking hour training with the different council members. No longer was I supposed to refer to them as recruits. They weren't recruits and neither was I. It felt strange, different, but I got used to it.

“You want me to fight you?” It wasn't that I thought I had a chance in hell I'd win, I just didn't think she'd be interested in going up against me. Maya was the best instructor. Out of all the council, she'd had the most training and the most experience in years. I had learned to expect a win against the boys.

Maya smiled, “I've heard things: I want to see them for myself. I'll start easy, I promise,” she offered.

I wanted to scoff at her, and tell her she didn't need to go easy on me. The reality was I hated hand-to-hand combat. It was tough, especially when I was paired against Jaxon or Aidan. Both boys were twice my size and had much greater physical strength because of it. I hadn't lost against either of them in two weeks though. I'd gotten quicker with my movements. I wasn't great at offense but I had a strong and mean defense.

Standing in the gymnasium, I could see the floor was covered with blue padding for today's exercise. I stepped closer to Maya, albeit reluctantly; I didn't hesitate. Her hand came out at me and I blocked her attempt at a hit. Had I not, she'd have certainly slammed me in the face. She did the same motion with her left hand, and again another block. She moved quicker and I matched her movements just as quickly. “Break,” she called and I stopped. She grabbed some water and I did the same, downing it before we got ready to continue. “I want you to use this,” she told me, handing me a dull blade. It wouldn't kill a bug, except for maybe the handle if you squashed it. “Get the hang of the weight and feel,” she informed me.

“I've used one before.” I took it from her, having a look at it. It didn't feel any different than the daggers I'd practiced throwing at a target.

Maya nodded knowingly. “I'm aware, but this one is made especially for you. We have a dagger the exact same weight and size, just sharp enough to kill. Use that one successfully today and you can have a real one.”

I didn’t know if she was serious or not. My mouth hung agape as she came at me. I had to react quickly and spun out of the way only to find her holding her own training dagger, her hand at my stomach. She'd have gutted me if this had been a real fight.

“Try again,” Maya insisted.

This time I was prepared for her movements. I knew the way she fought. She came up like she had before, her fist preparing to smack me in the face. I didn't let it. I blocked her blow and used my legs to trip her down onto the ground. I wasted no time in pinning her, the training blade at her throat.

“Good.” She smiled up at me. “Seems the boys are right about you; we should have given you the dagger sooner.”

Maya kept her head trained down, watching the path. Every so often she'd glance up, making sure she didn’t miss something important, I had to assume. Or perhaps she kept an eye out for the outlaw. “He could be a few hours ahead of us, on foot.” She glanced back at me before she continued tracking the trail he'd left. “There are no towns nearby and I'm positive he spotted our town. He probably headed far enough north to make camp, rest for the day, and I'm guessing tonight he'll head into Shadow when we least expect it.”

Aidan laughed darkly. “Sure, let him step into town. It'll be the last step he ever takes.”

Cate slowed down, walking alongside Aidan. “Never took you for the violent type.” I could hear the cheer in her voice. “Guess it makes sense: you did try and take off Joshua's head.”

Aidan's jaw dropped on the floor. “That was completely planned,” he justified his actions, though I wasn't sure if it was more to me than anyone else. “Collins and Maya put me up to it. This is different.” Aidan reiterated, “This crazy lunatic is out here killing people. We were lucky it wasn't someone from Shadow, which begs the question, who was it and how did two people find us?”

Maya held up a hand, telling us all silently to remain quiet and stop walking. We did as instructed and waited for her hand to come down and for her to speak first. “He's not far from here. I can smell the campfire.”

I took a deep breath in, but couldn't smell anything but fresh air. I lowered my voice, careful that wherever he was, he couldn't hear us, especially if it was a trap. “What's our plan?”

Cate's eyes narrowed. “You heard Collins: we kill him.”

I shifted awkwardly on my feet. I knew disagreeing would cause an uproar but I had to give my opinion before we went and killed someone. What if they were innocent and had killed in self-defense? I wanted to believe it but the body had been hacked to pieces and would likely give me nightmares. “Shouldn't we make sure he hasn't told anyone else about our town?”

Cate laughed. “So we torture and then kill him, I'm game for that.”

Maya shot Cate a look to shut up. “We will survey the scene first and make sure he's alone. Olivia's right, we need to know we're safe and the only way to do that is to gather information before we kill him.”

Aidan shook his head no in obvious disagreement. “The minute you show up carrying a weapon and threatening his life, he's going to tell you whatever story he thinks you want to hear. Outlaws may be criminals but they're not all stupid.”

Cate slowly nodded. “Aidan makes a good point. The guy made it as far as Shadow, he can't be a complete idiot to survive the Gravelands this long. We interrogate him, then kill him.”

“We're not killing anyone!” I interrupted them, louder than I should have.

Aidan clamped a hand over my mouth to shut me up. “You're going to get us all killed. Be quiet,” he hissed. I nodded once to tell him I understood as he removed his hand from my mouth. “Collins’ word is law. He wants the guy dead. We can bring him back but he'll be burned alive in Shadow. Wouldn't it be kinder if we did it for him?” Aidan stared at me.

I don't know why I wanted this outlaw to be innocent. Maybe because in some strange way, wasn't I an outlaw? I was cast out of society and the Governor in Genesis would have me dead if he could. I wasn't a killer or a thief. I'd never hurt anyone and didn't have it in me to kill, even if I wanted to protect Adelaide and Joshua. I wasn't a murderer. “I don't have an answer, Aidan,” I whispered, “I don't know.” I was at a loss for words.

Maya shot me a look. “Good,” she said, happy I was keeping quiet. “We're going to surround his camp. He's about one klick north,” she explained. “Aidan, I want you to go around the camp, set up north. Cate, head east and keep an eye on him. If he so much as heads for any one of us, I need you to use that bow and arrow for more than just target practice.”

“I got it.” Cate grinned. She seemed as if she'd waited her whole life for this moment.

“I'm going to head west, which means you,” she stared at me, “stay on this path but don't make any noise. You're going to have to find a position to take cover. The last thing you need is to be the first one arriving. It's going to take time for each of us to get ready.” Again, she stared at me. “Give us ten minutes: that will be plenty of time. I'll run the risk of being seen first. Aidan, you sweep down from the north when he sees me and attack him. Cate, you're in charge of shooting the outlaw if things go sour.”

The others jogged off as quietly as they could. I approached the camp, keeping my distance, careful not to be seen. I unsheathed my dagger, gripping the handle tightly, prepared at any moment for an attack. I hoped beyond anything the outlaw hadn't spotted me, but I couldn't be sure. I needed to be cautious and wait for their signal. The further north we traveled away from Shadow, the more stray trees had rooted into the ground. Most were scraggily in size, but I managed to hide behind one, careful not to be seen as I saw the glow of the campfire in the distance.

I wasn't sure how much time passed. It definitely didn't feel like ten minutes when I heard the first shot ring out, my body freezing in position. I'd heard that sound before, a gunshot like the one in Haven when the government murdered Scarlet. My grip tightened on the dagger. I couldn't be afraid to move, to fight. Maya was the first to show herself. The bullet whizzed right past her. I blinked twice, unsure if the shot had been off or she'd dodged it. I knew we were capable of things most couldn't achieve. I couldn't be scared or afraid. I was trained for this moment: I needed to act out of bravery, not fear. I moved away from behind the tree, my eyes widening in shock as the man with the gun came barreling towards me.

“Stop right there!” I screamed, my voice echoing into the large expanse of open land. “Don't come any closer!” I tried again but he kept moving. He wasn't running anymore, as he turned in all directions, seeing the others surrounding him. They were closing in fast.

“I won't miss the next time,” the outlaw threatened, showing me his pistol.

“I'm sure you won't,” I answered. “Neither will we.” I nodded towards Cate as she held the bow in perfect position.

“I never miss a shot,” Cate chimed. “I definitely won't miss your head,” she boasted.

He held his hands up in surrender, then slowly lowered his gun to the ground. Cate stepped closer, keeping the perfect aim while Aidan walked up behind the stranger, kicking the gun out of the way, letting Maya pick it up. Aidan swept his foot beneath the outlaw's legs, causing them to buckle and to force the man face down into the grass. “Tell us who else you're in contact with,” Aidan seethed, his mouth low beside the stranger’s ear. I wasn't sure if he was going to bite his ear or just make him eat dirt. Either way, Aidan looked pissed. I kept my dagger positioned and ready, should the need arise.

The outlaw sneered, grunting as he tried to wrestle Aidan off him. “I'm not telling you anything.” He bucked his hips, forcing Aidan's body to smash against the ground as he unintentionally let go. The outlaw rushed for Maya as she pulled the trigger on the gun and Cate released the arrow, both hitting the stranger before his body shuddered and he collapsed to the ground. “It's not over,” he rasped, blood bubbling in his mouth as he wheezed.

“Oh, I'd say it's over,” Cate quipped. “You're done killing people, that's for sure.” She secured another arrow while I helped Aidan up off the ground.

“Are you okay?” I asked, watching as he slowly stood up.

Aidan dusted the dirt off himself. “Yeah, just had the wind knocked out of me.” He glanced at Maya. “Let's carry him back to Collins.”

“Dead man walking.” Cate smiled, clearly in a good mood. I couldn't quite tell why.

The corners of Aidan's lips turned upwards into a smile. Cate had managed to coax it out of him, though I didn't quite understand their fascination with death. “More like carrying. Dead man carrying, soon to be dead man burning,” he quipped.

I rolled my eyes, not understanding their humor at all. Maya noticed and said, “What's to get?” She shrugged. “They're trying to find a way to cope with what we had to do. No one's happy about killing an outlaw, but we have to protect our town and its people.” Maya secured the gun to the back of her pants. “We look out for one another. We're the closest thing to family anyone in this world has,” Maya reminded me, as Cate and Aidan carried the dead outlaw back to town.

CHAPTER 11

After the outlaw had been killed and brought into Shadow, Collins ordered a burning just past the border. I didn't attend. I had no need to. I stayed back with Adelaide, making sure she was all right. During the day, she seemed upbeat and her usual cheerful self. Nighttime was difficult. The first few nights were plagued with nightmares. I'd wake up to the sound of screams from her bedroom and dry her tears. I'd sing to her, cuddle with her and even tell her stories of make believe princes and princesses until she finally fell back to sleep.

With time, it got easier. Adelaide was resilient. She would show me the pages of a book and ask me to read it to her, pointing to the letters, wanting to learn to read. The nightmares eased but I wasn't sure if they would ever completely disappear. Adelaide sat in the living room, reading a book, when there was a knock at the door. “I'll get it!” she offered, jumping off the couch. She ran for the door, pulling it back as I came down the stairs with laundry, trying to see who it was. “Auntie Maddie!” She squealed with delight. I put down the laundry basket and descended the stairs as I saw Adelaide's arms around the woman and her face buried in her neck.

Seeing the woman more closely, I realized she was one of the women we'd rescued from Thena. By Collins’ gesture, I had sworn she'd died the day after we brought her to Shadow, but perhaps I'd been wrong. When we brought her in, she was barely conscious but breathing. It seemed Shadow's technology was far superior to anything I'd ever witnessed. Perhaps it just took time for such a recovery.

“Hi.” The older woman smiled, still holding Adelaide in her arms. She hadn't moved to get down. “I'm Madeline.” She offered me her free hand.

I shook it with a brief nod. “I'm Olivia,” I offered, smiling weakly in return.

“I remember,” Madeline nodded. “You saved us back in Thena. I wanted to come here and thank you personally.”

Adelaide put her feet back on the ground with a thud as she glanced between us. “Olivia?” Her voice was soft and timid, almost afraid to ask and yet needing to say what was on her mind. “Can I live with my Auntie Maddie?”

I nodded slowly. “That's up to Madeline,” I acknowledged. I wasn't sure what she felt up to now or in the future. Nearly two weeks ago she'd almost died. She looked to be in perfect health, but I couldn't be sure.

“I would love to have you come live with me, Adelaide,” Madeline smiled. “And anytime you want to come visit Olivia, I'm sure she'd like that too.”

“Can I?” Adelaide asked, glancing back towards me. “Can I come over and see you?”

“Of course.” I bent down to give the girl a hug. I glanced at Madeline. “Where are you staying?” I wanted to make sure Adelaide would be comfortable and well cared for.

“Chancellor Collins is putting me up in a house at the end of this block.” She gestured towards the left. “He's offered to assign someone to tutor Adelaide with schoolwork,” Madeline admitted. “He seems nice. Incredibly helpful. I hoped you might continue teaching her some basic self-defense after school? I heard she's pretty good with a Bo Staff.”

I smiled faintly, relieved she wasn't upset for what we'd already taught her. “Of course,” I nodded. “Come in.” I gestured, realizing I was being rude. “Everyone's been so supportive in providing us clothes and toys. You should take it all home with you,” I encouraged, walking up the stairs and hearing Adelaide's soft patter right behind me.

Between the three of us, we piled the clothes and toys together, and walked down the block to their new home. It wasn't much to carry but certainly much more than Adelaide had come to Shadow with. Helping Adelaide unpack in her new home, I already felt my heart tug, realizing I would miss her. Even though she was only a few yards away, it was still difficult knowing I wouldn't be the one tucking her into bed and keeping her safe. I had to trust that Madeline would do a decent job and in some ways it worried me.

Finally finishing unpacking, I headed for the door. Adelaide gave me the biggest hug. “Can I say goodbye to Joshua later?” she asked me. He hadn't been around that morning and I nodded, giving her a hug in return.

“Of course. I bet I'll see you both tonight at dinner.” I smiled, knowing we almost always ate in the cafeteria and I'd likely see Adelaide and Madeline in there if they joined us.

Adelaide grinned, waving as I walked outside. “I hope so!” She smiled, continuing to wave. “Bye Olivia!”

Already I missed her. I bit down on my bottom lip, trying to keep myself from crying. It was stupid. She was fine. She had a family that loved her. She didn't need me. It still hurt though. Watching her return home to a family she was a part of, I never expected. “Goodbye,” I whispered but the door had already closed behind me and I was halfway back home.

By the time I reached the front door, I was surprised to see Joshua inside. “What are you doing back already?” I wiped at the stray tear, not wanting him to see me upset.

“Taking a break from work,” he remarked. “Where's Adelaide? What's wrong?” He walked towards me, wrapping his arms around me as I moved my head to his neck, pulling him tight.

“She's with her family,” I whispered, trying to be happy. It wasn't easy.

“What do you mean, Olive?” His voice sounded wary. He pulled back, trying to stare at me.

“Her aunt, apparently she was one of the people I rescued from Thena. She's alive and fine.” I wiped the tears with the back of my hand. “I should be happy, I know,” I acknowledged. “Adelaide wanted to go home with her. I couldn't say no. I mean, she is her family. Besides, at least we can still visit her. She lives just down the street.” I tried to make light of the situation. I felt Joshua pull me towards the sofa as he sat down, bringing me onto his lap.

Joshua stared at me curiously. “Why didn't you mention this to me sooner?”

“Mention what?” My tears had dried but my heart was heavy. I rested my forehead against his, staring into his eyes.

I felt his hands moving down and across my back. “That her aunt was one of the people you rescued from Thena. Besides, I thought they both died?”

“Me too,” I sighed, leaning in and kissing him softly. Every ounce of me ached. I wanted to feel needed. I needed to feel loved. My lips moved over his hungrily and my fingers slid down his torso, finding the edge of his shirt and working my fingers beneath the material.

Joshua pulled back, resting a hand over mine. “Not like this, Olive,” he told me, shaking his head.

I nodded, knowing he was right. “Adelaide didn't see who we rescued. She couldn't have known her aunt was here. Besides—” I let out a heavy sigh, resting my forehead against his again. This time I closed my eyes. “She didn't exactly have any papers on her. There was no way to know who she was. Adelaide has her family back. She deserves to be happy,” I remarked.

I felt the pad of his thumb stroke my cheek as my eyes fluttered open. “So do you,” Joshua whispered. “Maybe it's better this way.” He tried to make sense of all that had happened. “We can't bring her with us across the country fighting the government. She needs a family here that can protect her.”

“I could have been that family,” I whispered. I knew Joshua was right. Shadow was going to expect something of me. They hadn't treated us with Mindonsiphan merely for fun. There were expectations we had to meet. A war was coming and they needed us to fight in it. We were trained soldiers and soon we'd be ready.

He kissed me softly, quieting me as we shifted on the sofa. I found the plush material against my back as he propped himself above me. My fingers reached his cheek, staring up at him. “You never told me why you were home early.” I needed a distraction.

“It doesn't matter.” He leaned down, kissing the pain away. “One day we'll start our own family,” he whispered between kisses. His warm breath tickled my skin and I felt my body flush as his lips found their way down to my neck.

“Josh,” I moaned as my palms moved across his back, pulling at his shirt, wanting to feel his skin, needing to feel more.

Our kisses were hot and fierce and finally Joshua pulled back, gasping for air. I didn't have to ask him why he stopped. We weren't like other couples. Maybe sex wasn't talked about, but it was only because there were no consequences of such actions for other people. We weren't so lucky. I couldn't risk getting pregnant. I didn't know what it would take, once or a hundred times, but we couldn't fall into our desires. Not now, not yet. It wasn't time.

As disappointed as I was that Joshua pulled away, I respected his decision and knew he was right. We needed to wait.

CHAPTER 12

It had been more than a month since Jaxon, Mason, and Margo left the rebel city in search of the outlying rebel cities of Torv and Spade. In just a few weeks so much had happened. We'd had a drone fly over our city and attack our allies. We'd managed a search and rescue mission with just two members of Shadow leading it and we'd saved three lives. If that wasn't enough excitement in Shadow, an outlaw had nearly found his way into town and another had been murdered just a few klicks from our home. After all that happened, I always kept my ear trained for drones. We never knew when our skies would turn deadly. Our lives seemed always to be at risk. It had become a familiar though unsettling feeling.

Today, Joshua, Hazel, and I trained. Hazel knew most of the aggressive moves. She hardly took it easy on us. It was tough training with Hazel but it was imperative we were skilled and could adapt to any situation. Besides, my understanding of the Mindonsiphan was you use it or lose it. If you didn't continue training and using your abilities for six months, the process would remain forever dormant. I wondered if it was true. Neither of us took the chance, spending nearly every waking hour practicing and studying our craft.

“So, when do we start using swords?” I joked, blocking Josh's blow with my right arm and slipping my leg beneath his, knocking him flat on his back.

Joshua grunted as he picked himself up. “I don't want to be around you with a sword.”

“Oh, come on!” I laughed. “I have a dagger. It's just a smaller version.” The smile never left my face as I motioned for him to come closer. I waited for him to approach me, expected an arm, and raised mine to block only to feel myself flat on my back, my feet pulled out from under me.

“All's fair in love and war, dear,” Joshua teased, offering me a hand to help me to my feet. “For the record, I never fight you with your dagger. In case you haven't noticed.”

“Scared?” I taunted him. Joshua laughed. “No, I just don't have a death wish.” I didn't argue. “You want to go again?” he asked.

“Give me a few to recover?” I still felt out of breath as he'd caught me off guard, knocking the wind out of me. I went to grab some water, surprised when I heard all the commotion outside. I couldn't quite make out what was going on. I jogged out of the gymnasium into the hallway, making a sharp right where the panel window lit the halls. I wiped the dirt and grime away with my hand, getting a better look.

“What do you see?” Joshua asked, coming to stand beside me. I hadn't heard him follow me out of the gymnasium.

“Looks like they're back,” I said, seeing the vehicle with Mason and a few others I didn't recognize. “Where's Margo and Jaxon?” I felt even more confused seeing visitors they'd brought with them. “Are they allowed to do that?” I glanced at Joshua and saw Hazel was already outside. She must have used the gymnasium exit to see what was going on.

I eyed Joshua, my stomach flip-flopping in confusion. “I thought visitors weren't allowed?” Though I knew we'd rescued our allies from Thena, it still felt like a different situation not knowing the people of Torv and Spade and knowing even less if we could trust them. “Should we go out there?” I asked Joshua as Hazel approached the new guests. Why had they brought back people from the rebel cities? Would the Chancellor have been against it? It was a huge risk to the town and its people.

I didn't waste another minute waiting for an answer as I moved away from the window and headed for the main door, curious as to what was going on. “Where's Margo and Jaxon?” I asked as we slowly moved towards the vehicle. My stomach tensed and I felt the color drain from my face as I saw a small urn in the backseat. Someone hadn't survived.

Mason's face was pale, somber as he let out a heavy sigh. “We ran into an ambush. Margo and I drove to Spade while Jaxon was discussing particulars with the high council.” His eyes glassed over, holding back his tears as he trained his stare down on the ground in front of him. “We didn't even come close to reaching the front gate before we were attacked. Guards stood at their posts and without so much as a warning shot, arrows started whizzing by our heads. Three pierced Margo's chest. I turned the vehicle around and high-tailed it out of there. No sense in both of us coming back in urns.” I could see the pain behind his eyes as he did his best to act tough, unaffected. “I drove her back to Torv for help but it was too late. By the time we got there,” he shook his head, “she'd already bled out too much. They couldn't save her.”

I moved closer, wrapping my arms around Mason, giving him a hug. “I'm so sorry,” I whispered, knowing it must have been awful to witness such a horrific event. Just hearing about it made me want to cry. Margo had been a good friend during training: she challenged me and made me stronger. She'd been one of the few recruits I could actually rely on. I paused, almost afraid to ask. “And Jaxon?”

“He stayed in Torv for the time being. He felt he'd be more help there than in Shadow.” Mason finally caught my stare. “I think he wasn't ready to say goodbye to Margo.”

I nodded faintly, understanding. No one was ready and driving back would have made it all the more real. “I'm not sure any of us are ready,” I whispered, pulling back as I chewed my bottom lip. I felt Joshua's hand find mine and I glanced at him with a weak smile. He didn't have to say it: he was grateful we hadn't been the ones to go.

Mason turned to look back at the three he'd brought with him. None of them said a word. His attention didn't stay on them for long as he cleared his throat, trying to sound calm. “This afternoon I think we should have a ceremony to remember her by.”

“Of course,” Joshua agreed. “That would be nice.”

Three unfamiliar faces stood outside the car. One woman and two men. Neither had introduced themselves to us. They seemed awkward and uncomfortable. The woman waited until we were done talking. “I'm Chloe, and this is Beckett and Asher,” she introduced them. “We're from Torv.”

“Nice to meet you.” I smiled politely, shaking their hands.

“We're sorry for your loss,” Chloe offered, giving a sad smile. I wondered if she'd met Margo at all in Torv. Mason swallowed the lump in his throat. “Chloe is a reproductive specialist. We invited her to Shadow to help Elsa in the lab.” I nodded, slowly beginning to understand why she'd been given an invitation.

“And Beckett and Asher?” I asked. I wasn't afraid of digging where I didn't belong.

Mason glanced at the two young men he'd brought along. They looked to be in their mid-twenties, not much older. “They're engineers. They study electronics and have hacked the power grid twice. With some tech we've found over the years through the Gravelands, I was hoping they might be able help us anticipate Cabal's next attack.”

Joshua grinned. “Oh we can do better than that since you've been gone.” He patted Mason's shoulder. “I'm happy to have their assistance.”

From the far end of the street, Elsa approached.

“You guys are back!” She smiled, throwing her arms around Mason. “You look good. I see you got a little sun, even in the middle of winter.” She must have been joking. They both looked pale and her face whitened when she saw the urn in the backseat. “Oh no.” The cheerful grin quickly faded. “Who—” She paused, unable to find the words as they caught in her throat.

Mason's brow furrowed as he tried to keep his emotions in check. “Jaxon's back in Torv. Margo—” He let out a heavy sigh as he reached for the urn from the backseat. “Didn't make it.” Mason didn't have to say anything more. Carrying the urn, he walked across the caked dirt towards Chancellor Collins’ office.

Elsa sighed, shifting on her feet. I could see the pain behind her eyes as she tried to focus. “We haven't properly met.” Elsa held out her hand as she introduced herself. “I'm Elsa.”

“Chloe.” She smiled weakly, shaking her hand. “I'm here to help go over your research with you,” Chloe admitted. “The boys told me back in Torv that a woman named Olivia is here. She's the last woman we've found capable of bearing a child.”

“That we know of,” I acknowledged. It was possible there were others out there like me, right? I was surprised they'd confided in these strangers about who I was, but I had to trust them. They wouldn't betray me, would they?

Chloe smiled weakly. “In Torv we've managed to help impregnate women without the government's knowledge. We've been at it for decades but there have been some complications…” Her words trailed off and she sighed. “The process does something to the mothers, causing hemorrhaging in seventy percent of cases and is almost always fatal for those mothers.”

“That's terrible,” I gasped. I couldn't imagine a woman signing up and knowingly risking her life in order to have a child.

Chloe frowned. “We've tried every inoculation and therapy we could think of to increase the chance of a successful pregnancy. The reality is we can't figure out where we're going wrong and we have no idea how the government has zero percent mortality.”

Elsa nodded. “We haven't even begun to look at DNA. Most of the tests and comparisons we've made in the lab are between reproductive scans that show no physical differences between Olivia and the women who can't conceive.”

“Well I'm here to help in any way I can,” Chloe offered. “I'm sure you have a lot of data that needs analyzing. I was hoping,” she glanced from Elsa to me, “that in return you might join me back in Torv to help with the pregnant women.”

Elsa paused, considering Chloe's request. “We'd be happy to try. Olivia would be a lifesaver if she came along.”

Chloe raised an eyebrow. “You're Olivia?” she asked, astonished. I hadn't properly introduced myself, and I shifted uncomfortably on my feet. I felt as though I was being scrutinized for not saying so sooner.

“I am,” I finally admitted, not entirely comfortable with this woman knowing who I was. I also didn't know how I could be of any help in Torv. Did they want me to join them as a human specimen that could offer a blood sample or a lab test at any time? I was more than just my genetics. Besides, there was no possible way I could help a dying woman in labor. The thought alone was terrifying and saddening that a mother would purposely give a child life knowing she wouldn't be there for her baby.

Elsa glanced at Joshua and then at me. She made sure Chloe couldn't hear the exchange. It was the first time she'd ever said anything to me without so much as moving her lips. Mindonsiphan? It was a single word, simple, and conveying so much it sent a shudder down my spine. I had no idea what she meant. Of course I knew what the procedure was and what Joshua and I had gone through, but in no way did I understand, or could even fathom, how my coming along would help. Mindonsiphan was administered to teenagers during rapid growth. I doubted the pregnant women were in their teens. Obviously, there were lots of changes going on with the pregnant women, but it seemed unlikely it would be safe for the baby. What did she think I could do to help? My training was in combat, not aiding in a labor.

Chloe glanced around oblivious to the silent conversation. “Do you mind showing me to my quarters? I could use a shower.”

Elsa led her towards the recruits’ building where Joshua and I had stayed when we'd first come into town. “I'll see you both later.” I waved goodbye and grabbed Joshua's hand, walking with him towards our home.

“That was interesting,” he whispered to me, keeping his voice down as we walked further from the city center towards home. Everyone from Torv had disappeared. I knew Mason had gone to see Chancellor Collins, but I hadn't paid much attention to the two strangers. I wondered where they had gone off to.

“I suppose it was.”

Joshua stopped walking and turned to stare at me. Feeling his hand jolted me back slightly when he stopped. I turned around. “What?” I was confused as to why he stopped moving.

“You don't find it odd that they're expecting us to help cure women who are dying?”

“I find everything here odd,” I remarked. “Shadow is nothing like I expected heading west would be.”

Joshua smiled. “What'd you think? It'd be like heading into the sunset together, living happily ever after?”

I raised a curious eyebrow. “I thought you'd never read any romance novels.”

He grinned, pulling me with him towards our home. “I never said that.” We'd lived in our new home for a few weeks with books lining the shelves. I shouldn't have been surprised he would have picked up one or two by now.

“Of course not.” I rolled my eyes, smiling as we headed inside our warm home. I curled up on the sofa, grabbing a book, and felt Joshua sliding in beside me, grabbing a blanket for us to share together.

Just before sunset the town of Shadow gathered to pay respects to Margo. The last funeral I'd witnessed had been my father’s. Many had died in Haven but none had been properly buried after the devastation. Same for Thena.

The sun had yet to set. It was perched in the sky, hanging in a delicate balance just above the water. I'd never walked this far south of Shadow. The journey on foot took over an hour and I knew we'd be walking back in the dark tonight. I didn't care. It was for Margo. She deserved a proper goodbye.

Standing before the beautiful lake, the sun falling over the horizon lit up the sky with shades of gold and red. The warm light spread across my cheeks as I felt the first tear. I listened as Chancellor Collins spoke first. He offered more than just condolences but a speech of respect and honor. “She was one of us,” Collins spoke. “A soldier who fell on the battlefield in a time of war we had not waged upon ourselves. We must remember that even those who fight against our enemy may not be our friend.” I was glad Chloe, Beckett, and Asher hadn't been invited to the funeral. I wasn't sure how they'd take to Collins’ speech. He continued, “We pay our respects to Margo. We hail her as one of the great warriors. One of the first to accept Shadow as her home, and one of the last we ever wanted to say goodbye to. Margo was a good friend to many of us here, and an even better companion for most. Her infectious smile lit up a room. Her eagerness drove us all to succeed, to want to be better and do better. Not once did she ever give up. Not once did she ever doubt what we could do together, as a community. For her we lay down our lives. For her we seek justice and retribution towards a common enemy. Her death will not be in vain.”

He opened the urn as I reached for Joshua's hand. The wind whispered as the sun further set slowly below the horizon. “Goodbye,” I breathed, swallowing the pain as her ashes danced in the wind, offering her freedom.

Lying in bed that night, with my back to Joshua and his arm wrapped around me, I slid my hand into his. “Do you ever miss Genesis?” I asked quietly, unsure if he heard me. Today had been a trying day. With the funeral and the new members of Torv, I missed the familiar. It was nice to have Joshua's arms around me.

A moment passed before I could feel him shift against me. “I miss my parents,” he admitted. “You miss your mom, don't you?” I felt his breath tickle the back of my neck. He knew me too well.

“A lot,” I sighed. “Sometimes I wonder how she's doing without me there.” I knew from Rebecca that she was okay. I didn't know how much of that was truth, and how much had been to ease my mind while in Haven.

A quiet moment passed and I was certain Joshua didn't know what to say. “It's okay to miss her.”

“I know.” I wiped the corner of my eye before it had time to slip down my cheek. “I just wish she could have come with us.” I sighed, giving a soft laugh. “Maybe that's a terrible idea. She would have slowed us down or, worse, died in Haven. I should be relieved I know she's still alive.” As soon as I said it, I grimaced. “I'm sorry.”

“Don't be.” Joshua squeezed my hand. I knew he had to wonder if his mother had made it out alive before the attack on Haven. He'd never voiced his concerns but the fear had to be there. Watching his sister, Jacqueline, vanish in the smoke must not have been a happy memory for him either. Though he'd hardly known her, she was still his flesh and blood, his sister.

“I love you,” I breathed, rolling around to face him as I stayed curled in his embrace. His eyes were closed and I could feel the agony and pain radiating off him. Though he said nothing, I knew he hurt inside. I wanted desperately to take that pain away, make him feel better, but I didn't know how. Slowly I leaned in, dropping soft kisses to his cheek and his eyes. “It's okay,” I breathed, feeling his tears, pulling him tighter to me as my hands traveled along his back, holding him against me.

I knew nothing I could say or do would erase the pain he felt and the concern that had edged itself into him when we'd left Haven. All I could do was be there for him as we held on to hope that perhaps his mother was still alive.

CHAPTER 13

Early the next morning, I joined Elsa and Chloe in the science center. It wasn't my favorite place to go, considering they'd administered the Mindonsiphan to us there as recruits. But I wasn't afraid. After all that we'd been through, somehow, I felt stronger.

Joshua spent the morning with Mason, training out in the hanger. I had no idea what they were up to but figured if I needed to know, they'd invite me out there.

Sitting across from the girls, Chloe unboxed several instruments she'd brought with her. “What are those?” I asked curiously.

Chloe smiled, glancing at me. “They're hormone testing kits. We want to verify that you are something special.”

Her words made me uneasy. Did I want to know? Was it better not knowing? Although everyone assumed I was different, if I wasn't this would put an end to it. “How will this help?” I didn't understand the relevance.

“It may not.” Chloe was honest, brutally so. “It might not make any difference at all, but our doctors and scientists have been studying the human body and reproduction for generations. I have to believe you're different.”

“And if I'm not?” I muttered beneath my breath.

“Then I guess we're no worse off than before I got here.” Chloe smiled weakly. “I was like you once, young, curious; I lived in Genesis.”

That took me by surprise. “You did?”

Chloe's face was hard, the smile faded. “About fifteen years ago I was an assistant on a genetics team in Genesis. I suspect there was genetic engineering going on along with implantation. I didn't stay around long enough to be fully entrusted with information.”

“Why did you leave?” I couldn't fathom a reason she would want to leave and go through the hell Joshua and I had endured.

Chloe sighed, “I was from a different Genesis town, Genesis Beta. The rules were much the same where you grew up,” Chloe explained. “I had just turned twenty-one and already had a daughter. When my name was called at ‘The Day of the Chosen’ for the lottery, I was devastated that I would have to conceive a second child who would be given to the government. That night, before going to the medical center to begin the process, I fled with my daughter.”

“What about your husband?” I asked.

“He died protecting us,” she answered solemnly.

“I'm sorry,” I whispered, knowing it wasn't my fault but still feeling terrible for Chloe.

“Don't be.” She shook her head. “It was awful,” she admitted. “But my daughter, Zarrah, knows freedom. Something I could never have given her without his help.” She turned her attention to the kit, pulling the tubes out. “I'm going to need a blood sample from you, if that's okay.”

“Yeah, sure.” I nodded, watching as Elsa grabbed a vial and needle along with a rubber band to draw blood. I turned away. Elsa was good though: I barely felt the needle as she pricked me. I couldn't say the same about Sydney when she'd taken my blood. A moment later she filled the vial and gave me a small cloth to hold against my broken skin.

“Do you need my help with anything?” I offered, wanting to be of assistance. I still didn't fully understand what they were doing with my blood but if it could help save lives, I was willing to try anything.

Chloe glanced at me. “We'll run the tests. It may be a few hours before we have any results. You're free to go.”

“I'll be outside if you need me.” I gestured, heading out of the building and into the cool winter air. The weather here was much more bearable considering I'd lived in Genesis most of my life. The winters in Genesis were brutal and matched in intensity by its scorching summers. My mother used to tell me the intense weather was a result of our destruction on the planet hundreds of years ago, and that we were paying the price for it. Shadow hardly seemed affected in the same way and I wondered how that could be possible.

Stepping out into the cool winter air, I wrapped my arms around myself as I glanced around. I saw Chancellor Collins coming my way and he gave me a brief wave and called out to me, “Olivia.” With a heavy sigh I walked over, approaching him. I had no idea what he wanted. “How are you doing?” he asked as I stood before him. He stood tall, looming over me as I kept my arms around my body.

“Okay, I guess.”

“I wanted to talk to you about Torv and the guests we brought into town.”

I raised an eyebrow. “You told me once, we don't have guests here.”

“Usually, we don't,” he acknowledged with a weak nod. “But obviously times change. We brought in Adelaide, Madeline, Taron, and Preston from Thena. Come with me.” He gestured, escorting me into the building I was all too familiar with. It was where we held our weekly meetings and where our test of honesty had taken place. To this day I still felt a chill as I stepped into the foyer.

I followed him inside and into his office. I glanced around at the furniture, nearly untouched. The couch I'd sat on hadn't moved an inch. I'm not sure why I thought it would have. I walked over towards the sunlight, staring out the dirty window. “Why am I here?” I asked.

Chancellor Collins sighed. “I wanted your opinion on our newest recruits.”

“Is that what you're calling them?” I scoffed. “They are staying where Joshua and I stayed.” I nodded slowly. “Do you plan on doing the same procedure—Mindonsiphan—and requiring them to undergo the same training that we had?” I was appalled at the notion that they brought back a handful of allies only to kidnap and torment them.

“Hardly.” Chancellor Collins shook his head. “I hoped you could provide some insight, seeing as how you've met Chloe?”

I shrugged. “She seems all right.” I didn't know what he expected. I wasn't capable of reading someone's mind. I could only share thoughts; it was completely different. “Chloe seems plenty knowledgeable.”

The Chancellor took a seat as I remained by the window. “They are an interesting community, Torv. Just hours on foot from the government, yet untouched.”

“You don't trust them?” I asked. “If that's the case then why did you let them come here?” It made no sense to me.

The Chancellor sat in his chair, his hands folded together as he considered his words. “I trust they believe they're doing what is in the best interest of the rebel alliance back east.”

I walked from the window towards the couch, plopping myself down. “You think they have different motives?” I tried to make sense of this new information.

“I can't be certain about any of their motives without further information from their own council. Yet, not a single member from their council was willing to join them on the trip here. I find that bewildering.” He paused for a long moment. “Did you hear the news?”

“What news?” He stared at me for a long moment, only making me ache with anticipation. “What?” I asked again, hating the games. “If you know something,” I demanded, expecting an answer in return.

“I know quite a lot, Olivia. I'm just not sure you're ready for it.” He paused, thinking another long hard minute about it. “Mason relayed some news to me,” Collins admitted. “I'm not sure what to make of it, if anything. We had agreed not to discuss who you were with the council or anyone in Torv but Jaxon went against better judgment.” I wondered if Collins was worried for me; he looked puzzled by the news, as was I. “He met with the council at Torv, trying to negotiate a deal between our towns, an alliance if you will. In their talks, it seems as though someone in Torv already knows you.”

“Knows me?” I frowned. “That can't be possible.” I didn't know anyone from the rebel alliance in Torv.

His eyes pierced through mine as he let out a soft breath. “Perhaps there were some survivors in Haven.”

“That's what you've heard? There were people who lived through the attack?” I felt guilty for abandoning the city, running away with Joshua when they needed our help. Perhaps his mother was still alive. My heart quickened at the thought.

Collins sighed, “I don't know, Olivia. I wasn't there. I can only relay what I've been told. My best guess is that someone survived. Torv has been looking for you. I can only assume it's because there are survivors from Haven.” Collins laughed softly and as he leaned closer, he rested a hand on my back. “Don't look so upset.”

“How can I not be upset? They're looking for me and now they know where I am!” I didn't feel safe. I wasn't sure why but I had the sneaking suspicion they wanted me as a guinea pig. I hoped I was wrong, but the fact they were impregnating women and not entirely successful in their attempts made me think otherwise.

“Elsa asked that you join her and Chloe on a return trip to Torv in the coming weeks. They have several pregnant women in their town and from what I hear, they need all the medical help and expertise they can get. I think you should join them.”

“I'm not a doctor.” A soft sigh slipped past my lips. My mind was in a fog. “I don't know how I can help.”

He didn't answer my question, not directly. “I think it'd be good for you. Believe it or not, Olivia, I've been on your side since we first met.”

That got my attention. I glanced up, giving him a disbelieving look. “Yeah, right,” I muttered. I remembered when we'd first met and he put a gun to me. After that, he'd forced me to train with the other recruits, drugged me with Mindonsiphan, and lied to me at every opportunity. Somehow, I felt like Chancellor Collins only looked after himself.

In the evening, as we headed for bed, I was glad to see Joshua again. “So how was your day?” I asked, sitting in the darkness of our bedroom at the edge of the mattress while Joshua stripped down to his boxers for bed.

“Good.” he smiled, pulling back the covers before he climbed under the sheets. “Missed you though,” he admitted, gesturing for me to join him.

Lying in my pajamas, I shifted back on the bed, slipping my feet under the warm blankets. “I had an interesting day.” I let the words hang in the air, wondering which part to tell Joshua first.

Joshua sat up in bed, waiting for me to further elaborate. “You going to make me guess?”

I rolled my eyes, smiling as I gently pushed him onto his back, lying down beside him. My eyes met his as I traced a warm path with my finger down and across his chest. “Chancellor Collins wants me to go to Torv. The thing is,” I paused, unsure I believed it. “It seems they already knew who I was before Jaxon, Mason, and Margo showed up.”

“Hmm?” He frowned, his brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of what I told him. “Any chance someone had survived the attack on Haven and relayed the news to Torv? Then again,” he mused, “you'd think they wouldn't want you to come to Torv because you'd be putting their town at risk.”

“Exactly my thoughts.” I shifted onto my back, staring up at the ceiling, trying to wrap my brain around all of it. “Who would know about me? Let alone the fact I survived the attack?”

“Maybe they didn't know you survived. It's possible they assumed you were dead until these three new people show up from a town they've never heard of.” He rolled onto his side, draping a leg over mine as he pulled me closer. “If I told you I didn't want you to go…” His words trailed off.

It wasn't that I wanted to go to Torv. I wasn't a fan of danger, but I didn't like sitting on the sidelines either. I wanted to be a part of something bigger. “I haven't decided what I'm going to do yet.” As it was we were running out of time. The Governor's Ball was in the spring and I needed to be in Genesis before the party to know the exact date and time.

“Maybe I can help convince you to stay.” He smiled, pulling me closer in his embrace.

My fingers slipped beneath his shirt and traced a path along the hem of his boxers, grazing his skin. “You could come with me,” I offered with an eager grin. “This time don't let Collins tell you no.”

“You think it will work?” His eyes momentarily closed.

“Too tired?” I teased, leaning on my elbows as I dropped a kiss to his eyelids, the tip of his nose, and then his mouth. “If you give him a reason he can't refuse, then he'll have to let you accompany me to Torv.”

Joshua's eyes fluttered open. “What reason would that be?”

“Tell him you can't live without me.” I beamed.

CHAPTER 14

Nearly a week had passed since the guests from Torv had arrived. Joshua and I decided to go for a run, before showering and getting dressed for our weekly meeting. I knew Chancellor Collins would insist on sending Elsa, Chloe, and me to Torv. The pregnant women weren't getting any less pregnant and I knew soon enough some of them would give birth. I didn't want to imagine what it was like or even witness the nature of it. I'd heard stories, enough of them as a child to know it was painful. I didn't want to be around it, but I also knew Elsa had requested I come along.

Once dressed, Joshua and I headed towards the council room where we always met for our weekly update. I hadn't spent much time with the members of Torv aside from having met Chloe. I knew two others had come along, Beckett and Asher. Joshua had trained with Beckett and Asher in hand-to-hand combat in the gymnasium. I spent those early mornings in skills training with Maya. She'd taught me how to tie a knot and how to get out of them. She was also on hand when I worked with Adelaide to teach her self-defense. She got along better with Adelaide than Hazel, and Maya had many more years of training and experience. As much as I wanted to be Adelaide's guide, it was best to let someone who knew what she was doing instruct her. I never once told Adelaide about the Mindonsiphan and hoped when she came of age we'd live in a free world where she'd never have the need for it.

Joshua led me to the long oak table where I took a seat, and he did the same beside me. One by one, the council members joined us over the next few minutes: Cate, Mason, Elsa, Maya, Hazel, Aidan, and lastly Chancellor Collins.

“Let me start this week,” Chancellor Collins began, “with anyone who has new information they'd like to share with the council.”

Elsa raised her hand to speak first. “Chloe has been a huge asset to our medical and science team. I know she'll return soon to Torv but I'd like to invite her to stay on staff permanently.”

“Is that even an option?” I asked, perturbed. I glanced around the table, waiting for someone else to question it as well.

Chancellor Collins glanced at me briefly with a hint of warning in his eyes. “We'll consider your request, Elsa. What have you found this week, anything?”

Elsa nodded eagerly. “We've been breaking apart the different hormones pregnant women have, infertile women have, and then what Olivia has.”

I felt all eyes on me. I hated when discussions involved my reproduction. It felt invasive, like they were dissecting me.

“Continue,” the Chancellor answered, wanting to know what breakthrough they'd had.

“It's Chloe's theory, but we think women no longer have the ability to ovulate and for that reason can't conceive children. The old-world terminology for the condition was anovulation. Now we know there are a few medications that induce ovulation but none of them have been successful. We're hoping we can synthesize a new hormone.” Everyone stared at Elsa, confused. “I believe with the right tools and help it can be reversed. At least the women who want to conceive can have the chance if they have hormone injections. In fact, we think giving the proper injections to the pregnant women in Torv might lower the chances of hemorrhaging while in labor. It's risky; please don't underestimate how dangerous the experimental hormone injection we're suggesting doing is. I just don't see another option.”

Maya spoke up, “No one has discussed using Mindonsiphan to heal these women. I think it's something we should talk about.”

I glanced at Joshua, wondering if he knew what Maya was talking about. Elsa had briefly mentioned it before but hadn't brought it up again. We both knew about the procedure; we'd experienced it nearly a year ago against our will.

Hazel answered, “Using Mindonsiphan is a temporary fix, a Band-Aid. Nothing more, nothing less. Maybe we could save a mother or two but one of us would always have to be there.”

Cate chimed in. “Do we know how Torv has managed to carry out any successful pregnancies? We've studied for years and have been unable to get a single woman pregnant.”

“Cate's right,” Mason nodded. “I hate to admit it but what does Torv know that they haven't shared? Didn't you guys say Chloe was from one of the Genesis projects? Are you sure she can be trusted?”

The room erupted in loud chatter and Chancellor Collins raised his hands. “That's enough!” His voice echoed against the walls and everyone grew quiet. “We trust Torv with our knowledge; I'm sure in the same way they entrust us with theirs.”

Elsa spoke out, “I trust Chloe, and I'm confident she and her town of Torv have no ill will towards us at all. They've been nothing but nice, helpful, and forthcoming with information when I've asked questions. I don't know about the rest of you.” Her eyes narrowed looking at each of us one by one. “But she seems to be exactly what she is.”

Somehow I knew what she meant. We, in Shadow, were harboring secrets of the Mindonsiphan, of our abilities, of what it had done to us and allowed us to do. There was no way we could share that knowledge without endangering ourselves, or the entire town's population.

Chancellor Collins cleared his throat. “On the matter of sending Chloe, Elsa, and Olivia to Torv, I am in favor. Is there anyone opposed?”

Joshua raised his hand. “I'd like to come with and see Torv, offer any assistance that I may on the trip.”

Chancellor Collins sighed, knowing that sending Joshua without me or vice versa was a disaster waiting to happen. “You two are inseparable,” he remarked. “Fine, you'll join them. Is there anyone else who would like to tag along?”

No one raised a hand.

Chancellor Collins nodded. “Good, now that's settled. Olivia, you and Jaxon will travel from Torv to Genesis after you help Chloe and Elsa with the pregnant women. I see no reason to bring you all the way back to Shadow when you're most of the way there already.”

I didn't see any reason to disagree. I knew Joshua wasn't happy with my decision to return to Genesis, even if I was glamoured and pretending to be someone else. It had to be done though. “Okay,” I answered.

“Joshua and Elsa, you both will return back to Shadow when Olivia travels to Genesis. How far have you come with the drones? Will you be ready in time to use them to attack the Governor's mansion?”

Joshua stared at Collins, no hint of humor on his face. “I was ready yesterday.”

“Good,” Collins smiled, “that's what I like to hear. You will be responsible for manning the five drones. Can you handle all of them on your own or will you require additional help?” Even though Collins was asking, I suspected there wasn't anyone else capable of manning the drones.

“I've got it covered,” Joshua assured the Chancellor. “Anything else?”

“It will only take you a few hours to travel to Genesis by plane. The rebel soldiers will need a head start. Can you handle your duties alone in Shadow?”

“I told you, I've got it covered. I've already done a test run with the drones. Obviously I can't test the bombs but I can fly from here to Genesis undetected.”

“When did you test the drones?” Hazel asked. She was as perplexed as I felt.

“Yesterday, and again this morning. I assure you,” he glanced from Hazel to Chancellor Collins, “if I didn't know what I was doing, Cabal soldiers would be all over Shadow by now.”

A soft murmur of chatter erupted throughout the room. Collins held up his hands to hush everyone. “Very well. On the matter of clothing,” he glanced at Aidan, “we're running low on supplies. I think it's time you took a short trip home to Fora. I feel confident they can provide us with enough cotton and materials to run our production through summer. In return we'll send food with you from our orchards. We have more than enough in the greenhouse.”

Aidan nodded. “I'll leave first thing in the morning.” It was too late today to head out and back before nightfall.

The Chancellor glanced around. “Is there any other order of business we haven’t discussed?” No one called to attention any other ideas or problems. “Then we will meet again the same time next week for those who will be here. Our meeting is adjourned.”

I stood up, following Joshua down the stairs and outside. “You want to come to Torv with us?” I wasn't surprised but wanted to make sure the decision was entirely his.

“You want me there, don't you?” Joshua stared at me.

“Of course!” I couldn't believe he'd ask me that. I wrapped my arm around his waist, resting my head on his shoulder as we walked together down the main dirt road. “It goes without saying. I just wonder if you're going because you want to or you think you're doing it to support me.”

“What's the difference?” Joshua shrugged. “I want to be there for you, and the two of us together, we're unstoppable.” He smiled. “You want me to come along, don't you?” he asked, giving me that boyish look that melted my heart and made my stomach flop.

I laughed. “Of course I do. I just know you've been busy lately, but if you have it all handled,” I insisted, “I'm happy for your company.”

He leaned in, brushing his lips against mine. “Are you ready for another adventure on the road?” I laughed nervously, unsure what to anticipate. I wasn't thrilled with having to help a woman deliver a baby, and had even less confidence on how I could keep her from dying.

He kissed my forehead once more before taking my hand as we walked back to our home. “After Haven getting destroyed the last time,” he shook his head, “this trip should be a breeze.”

CHAPTER 15

We piled into the vehicle, Joshua in the backseat with me and Chloe up front beside Elsa, who drove us towards Torv. We had packed enough food and water in the trunk for the journey east. The top was down and sunlight streamed in as we headed east, glaring as Elsa struggled to see the road ahead.

I was thankful to have Joshua in the back to myself. My hand rested on his thigh as I kept my lips sealed.

I'm glad you're here. I thought to him, knowing only he could hear my thoughts. It was nice to be able to talk without Chloe listening. I still didn't trust her, and it wasn't as though Elsa needed to hear us conversing either.

Nowhere else for me to be. Joshua smiled at me. He squeezed my hand. We doing this the whole trip?

I laughed under my breath, glad the wind was loud as I tried to stop myself from laughing aloud. I wanted to ask you something, for only us to hear.

Joshua shifted and sat facing forward, his eyes on the road in front of us, pretending nothing was transpiring. He didn't want Chloe to suspect anything, especially if we both started laughing for no apparent reason. This better be good, he teased me.

It always is, I thought to him. Do you think we'll find the need to use our abilities in Torv?

Joshua glanced at me. I hope it doesn't come to that. In fact I'm pretty sure we should be careful not to stand out. If anyone suspected what we're capable of, I'd hate to think what they'd do to us.

I swallowed the knot in my stomach. You think someone would intentionally hurt us? I didn't want to consider Joshua might be right.

Promise me no matter what you won't use your special talents. Joshua stared at me, waiting for an answer.

I shifted anxiously in the backseat. I didn't intend on doing anything, but things happen. When my emotions ran high, I tended to react. Joshua knew that about me. I could see the concern in his eyes. I'll be careful, I reassured him. I just had to keep reminding myself that I couldn't show my abilities. In Shadow I'd gotten used to it; often I felt as though it had become a part of me. I had to watch myself around strangers. Our abilities were one of our biggest defenses in fighting the government and were an even greater offense.

Good. Joshua smiled. He leaned closer, moving his hand from mine as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. His lips tickled my ear. “We should both probably behave,” he whispered.

I laughed, turning my head as our mouths brushed against each other. “This is behaving?” I raised an eye and saw the look in Joshua's eyes.

“It is,” Josh nodded. My hand moved to rest on Joshua's thigh. “Now look who is misbehaving,” he teased me.

“Au contraire!” I laughed. “I am behaving quite well considering being locked in the backseat with you for days on end.”

Joshua removed his arm from around my shoulders and crossed them defiantly. “I'm bored.” He sighed loudly, making sure Chloe and Elsa could hear. “And Olivia is being mean.” His voice was dripping with sarcasm.

“Seriously?” I knocked his leg hard. “How old are you?”

Elsa laughed. “Do you kids need to be separated back there?”

“Please!” Joshua groaned, teasing me.

Chloe turned around, raising an eye and watching us curiously. “So are you two…?” Her words trailed off.

Elsa glanced at Chloe. “They're engaged. Two of the biggest kids imaginable, but they are sweet together, and no,” she glanced at Joshua in the rearview mirror. “You're sitting back there with your fiancée.”

I laughed, slugging his shoulder. “See! You get to sit with me for the entire trip.”

Joshua groaned. “It's torture back here.”

I patted his thigh and felt his fingers lace with mine. At least it helped pass some of the time.

As night began to fall, we stopped the car and ate a quick dinner that we'd packed before switching seats in the vehicle. Joshua drove and I sat in the front seat with him as Elsa and Chloe slept in the back.

“You know where we're going?” I knew we were to head east, but I didn't want us getting lost on the way.

“I got us to Shadow,” Joshua reminded me with a smug grin. “I think I can handle the map, considering I drew it.”

“Okay. Okay.” I held up my hands in mock surrender. “You win.” We continued to head east as we drove further into the desert. I was grateful it was late March and the weather hadn't warmed up enough to make this trip unbearable. “Let me know when you get tired,” I offered.

“Why, so you can tease me some more?” Joshua glanced at me. “I'm okay for a while. It's dark, you should try and get a few hours of sleep.” I felt his hand on my arm and knew he wasn't joking.

I nodded weakly. “Thanks.” I tried to get comfortable in my seat before I shut my eyes. It wasn't long until I drifted to sleep.

CHAPTER 16

We drove nonstop, except for the occasional bathroom break and to switch drivers. Solar energy powered the vehicle throughout the night. I read about it once in a textbook back in Genesis. Fossil fuels had grown near extinct and with wars breaking out over the last remaining oil wells, the government demanded production of energy-efficient, solar and wind powered vehicles. I remembered the solar symbol and saw it etched on the dashboard.

I was sore beyond belief, cramped up in the car for nearly thirty hours. It felt like thirty years. As we drew closer to Torv, I could see the city stretch out in front of us. The air here had grown warmer, humid. I peered out the side, taking in the sight of the town.

We drove through the main city iron gates: they stood two stories tall and surrounded the entire town. “So this is Torv?” I mused. It reminded me of Haven, which had been situated a few hours north.

Chloe beamed proudly. “Home sweet home.”

We drove through the tall gates and further into the cobblestone-paved streets. My eyes moved over the buildings. The town looked lavish in comparison to everything else I'd seen. The buildings looked well-kept and lights shown through their windows as they used electricity to light their town.

It wasn't that Shadow didn't use electricity, but it was used sparingly. Generators ran the older parts of town and the newer homes in Shadow operated using solar technology with blackout capabilities for the windows. The city center never had been upgraded. Seeing Torv, it reminded me of Haven and I felt my stomach somersault. My fingers gripped Joshua's arm, digging into his flesh, unable to stop myself.

“This is…” My mouth was agape as we turned the corner and the buildings grew taller. Neon lights flashed and pulsed for the local theater. “Wow.” I didn't know what else to say. I'd never seen an actual theater with movies or actors. I'd read about it in a fantasy novel but I'd never experienced it. Torv was lavish, even more so than Haven had been. “How many people live here?”

Chloe thought about it for a moment. “Not sure. We're not a particularly small town,” she confessed, “but we always have enough for everyone.”

We pulled to the corner of the street, parked the car, and piled out. I couldn't believe how humid and warm it was outside. Joshua pulled open the trunk and we grabbed our bags. Chloe grabbed her testing kits as we followed her inside, and I was thankful for air conditioning. I couldn't imagine how the weather was in the summer here if it was warm already! We walked down the corridor as I slowed to take it all in. The carpet was plush and pale. The walls were freshly painted in a light blue with white trim boards that stretched from ceiling to floor. My feet sunk into the cushioned carpeting; I was surprised by luxury wasted on the ground. I stood with my bag in hand as we approached the elevator. I'd never been in one but remembered them from Haven. “How many floors are there?” I asked as Chloe pushed the arrow to head up.

“Eighty-seven,” she boasted proudly, as if she had anything to do with its construction. I stifled a laugh.

“How do you run this place with electricity? Our generators would never keep up.” The doors slowly creaked open and Chloe stepped in first, followed by Elsa and then Joshua and myself. The elevator looked well-kept and I grabbed the railing inside as the doors closed. Chloe pressed the button for floor forty-seven. My ears popped as I felt us being catapulted faster and higher, watching the numbers rushing past, until we slowed to a stop at our floor.

Chloe gave me a funny look as if I was an idiot for not knowing the answer. “The entire building runs on solar energy. There are panels on the roof. Much like your homes back in Shadow.” Chloe was either observant or someone had explained to her how we'd run our town. Either way I wasn't impressed by her knowledge. Instead, it made my stomach somersault, wondering what else she'd figured out about us.

Chloe and Elsa stepped out onto the forty-seventh floor and Joshua followed behind her. I took a minute to glance around before I heard a sudden ding and jumped out past the closing doors. I didn't want to be left behind.

“Where are we going?” I questioned, walking cautiously down the long corridor. I had no idea what awaited us in Torv.

Chloe didn't so much as glance back at me. “Just follow me.” She knew where she was heading and kept the pace as we walked past closed doors. My eyes scanned over the plaques on the doors. They looked new considering the age of the building. I wondered who these people were, and why there was a room with their names attached. Was it a hospital of some kind? I was aware Chloe would take us by to see the pregnant women, but I had hoped for a quick shower and change of clothes first.

We rounded a corner—I could only presume we had been in the other side of the building—as a huge window to my left overlooked the city of Torv. “Wow,” I gasped. It was beautiful here. Past the city walls I couldn't see another town in sight. I wondered how they kept the government from interfering in their way of life.

“Quite the view?” Chloe smiled. “We're almost there.” She pushed open a door on the right side of the hallway. “My lab is in here,” she explained, leaving the door open. I hesitated for only a moment before stepping inside the white, sterile room. One long metal table was situated in the center. White cabinets covered the walls.

“What's all that?” I couldn't help but feel curious. The only lab I'd been in was Elsa's back in Shadow. Machines and electronic devices I didn't recognize littered the metal counter. Slowly I approached, my fingers grazing over one such device with a slight hole at the top.

“That's a microscope.” Chloe laughed softly. “It helps you examine incredibly small things by making it so you can see them.”

Elsa came up beside me, resting a hand on my shoulder. “We have one of those, it just isn't in my lab.”

“We do?” I glanced from Elsa to Chloe, giving a faint smile. “Of course we do.” I shouldn't expect any less of our town. Even though it's not nearly as fancy, Shadow is technologically superior to most cities. Was Torv more advanced than Shadow? I couldn't know for certain but the fact they were becoming somewhat successful in impregnating women made me think it was possible. “So what else do you do in here?” I smiled weakly at Chloe as I decided it was best to keep my hands off the equipment. She hadn't scolded me yet but I didn't like feeling talked down to either. It wasn't my fault I didn't know what a microscope was!

Chloe offered a warm smile. “Well, in here I do the lab tests and analyze samples but our scientists can determine the genetics that make up a person.”

I nodded, pretending I knew what Chloe was talking about.

“The building blocks of humans,” Chloe elaborated, glancing at Elsa. “Remember how I told you I used to work in Genesis Beta?”

Elsa's faint smile disappeared at the mention of Genesis. “Yes, I remember.”

Chloe continued, “I'm not on the genetics team but our research has indicated that scientists in Genesis are choosing genes for a child. It's how they're eradicating diseases and keeping the majority healthy.”

“Is it safe?” I didn't fully understand what Chloe said.

Chloe sighed, thinking it over. “Messing with natural selection probably isn't safe but what exactly is natural when children are created in a lab?”

I didn't answer her. I had no idea what she was talking about! Joshua stepped into the room and I glanced at him, hoping he'd offer some insight or something to keep Chloe from asking me twenty questions. I hated school, was glad to be done with it, and right now I felt like she was the professor and I was supposed to know the right answer. Well, I didn't.

Joshua cleared his throat. “What about other genetic factors? Things like hair color and eye color?” I turned towards Joshua, wondering what he was thinking.

Chloe gestured for us to follow her as she closed and locked the lab. “It's not unreasonable to think they could choose any genetic traits they wanted. We have to agree that the government determines the sex of newborns. It's the only way the marriage ceremonies work perfectly. To be quite honest, I suspect the arrangement in the marriage ceremonies and the lottery itself are rigged. It's the only explanation on how they can ensure one hundred percent accuracy in impregnating women and having a zero percent mortality rate.”

I just stared at Chloe, confused.

Elsa chimed in. “If you're right, Chloe, and you could find proof, that type of knowledge could bring the entire system down. More women would know the risks before they married and whether or not their partner was a good match.”

I shuddered at the thought that matches would be determined based on whether a child could be born. Although according to Chloe that might have already been the case. I chewed my bottom lip. “Suppose you're both right,” I countered. “Then why do scientists need to intervene at all?”

Chloe smiled weakly. “Because right now, as far as we can tell, women can't conceive naturally and the human race would become extinct without intervention. Our hope is that one day, scientists won't have to get involved.”

I nodded faintly, turning towards the panel window and examining the city below. The view was breathtaking. I'd never seen anything quite so beautiful in my life.

“Impressive,” Joshua murmured and I turned seeing his gaze on me.

“That's an understatement.” I nodded. In the short time we'd stayed in Haven, I never ventured this high up in any of the buildings. The view was spectacular.

“Will we have time to shower?” I didn't know where we would be expected next but I knew from the open vehicle and the thirty-hour drive I stunk.

Chloe nodded, shoving the key into her pocket as she led us back around the way we came and to the elevator again. “Yes. Right now I'm going to take you to your rooms on the twenty-eighth floor. You'll each be provided a key for your sleeping quarters. You'll have your own bathroom and shower.” As we approached the elevator I noticed not one but two buttons now and pushed the bottom one, assuming it was to go down. A few moments later, the elevator dinged and we stepped inside. This time I pressed the button for floor twenty-eight and held on as the elevator descended. It felt less intense than it had rushing up forty-seven floors. Stepping off the elevator, the floor looked entirely different. Instead of a narrow hallway there was a giant room with several sofas and tables. “What's this place?” I asked.

“The recreation room. It's where we have games and books for everyone to gather in the evening and relax.” Chloe gestured for us to follow, and we walked through the space and down to the left. Chloe was leading us through a hallway once again. “Every bedroom here has a window,” she explained. “The rooms on the left will be where your sleeping quarters are. Across the hall are the bathrooms and showers. Your bedroom key will give you access to your private bathroom and shower. Although they're not attached, they are exclusively for you while you're in Torv.”

She handed Joshua a key first and then one to me before giving Elsa the final key. She showed us to our rooms, one next to the other. “Thank you.” I took the key from her and went for the door, sliding the key in before turning the lock.

I hadn't gotten the door open before I heard his familiar voice. “You guys are here!” Jaxon's voice echoed in the hall. I turned around, throwing my arms around him in greeting.

“We are.” I smiled through tired eyes. Staring at him, I could see the worn expression and knew why he hadn't returned home. “How are you holding up?” I asked, taking a step back as Joshua came out of his room.

“Taking it all in.” Jaxon caught sight of Joshua and chuckled. “Did the whole town decide to come for a visit?” He gave Josh a quick hug and then Elsa when she popped out of her room last.

“Something like that,” Elsa chimed, squeezing Jaxon tight. “We missed you back at home.”

Jaxon nodded, unable to voice anything for the moment.

Chloe smiled weakly at Jaxon, clearly recognizing him. “We should probably let them shower and get cleaned up. I need to let the council know we're here and then I have a little work to do in the lab.”

“I'll see you in a bit?” I asked Jaxon, hoping he wouldn't be a stranger. I didn't know what he'd been up to in Torv. Elsa and I were here to help the pregnant women and Joshua was along for moral support. The fact Jaxon had stayed in Torv—I questioned whether he'd ever return home.

“Yeah, get showered, you guys stink,” he joked trying to make light of the situation. “I'll catch up with you at dinner.”

“Okay.” I pushed open my door and stepped into my room. I was astounded once again by the view. Situated a few levels lower, our rooms faced a different side of the building but the sight was still just as beautiful as before. I dropped my bag on the floor, slipped out of my shoes, and stood mesmerized by the fact I could see for miles from a building. It was surreal.

After a few minutes, I pulled my bag from the floor and dug out a fresh change of clothes: black cotton pants and a dark blue shirt, both handmade in Shadow. Tossing my open pack onto the floor, I made sure I held the key before leaving my room behind. I locked the door, taking my clothes with me across the hall to the bathroom.

Stepping into the bathroom, the light flipped on automatically. I turned in a circle, wondering how it knew someone had entered. I locked the door behind me, hung my clean pants and shirt on a hook, and walked towards the shower. I started the spray, turned it on, and waited for the water to heat up. I could hear the shower running on both sides of the walls and knew Joshua and Elsa were getting cleaned up too.

I stripped down and jumped under the hot spray, washing the grime from my skin. My muscles were tired and sore. A yawn escaped past my lips as I lathered my hair with shampoo and scrubbed the grime and filth from my skin. I smelled of sweat and the outdoors. It wasn't a pleasant aroma and certainly not a great way to make a first impression on the people of Torv.

Finishing my shower, I found a soft, oversized towel and dried off before slipping into the clothes I'd brought along. I brushed my hair and opened the bathroom door to see Joshua's bedroom door open. “Josh?” I called, knowing he must have been done.

He poked his head out of his bedroom, smiling when he saw me. “Wow. You look…” he didn't finish his sentence.

“What?” I asked, shaking my head, a smile edging at the corner of my lips. I raised an eyebrow and waited for him to continue.

His cheeks reddened slightly, and he stepped out from the small bedroom. “You smell amazing,” he breathed, wrapping his arms around my waist.

I laughed, burying my face in his neck. “So do you.” My hands roamed the length of his back as I felt my body relaxing into his. “I'm beat.” I didn't want to move, too tired and feeling as though if I did move I'd fall on my face from exhaustion.

“Let's try and nap for a while. At least until someone wakes us up.” He suggested. He led me towards his room and I didn't object. It was exactly the same except that his bag was on his floor instead of my pack. Joshua pulled back the covers of the twin-size mattress. “It'll be cozy,” he teased as I slipped in and rested on my side. Joshua curled in behind me, wrapping an arm around my waist. I was relieved the bed was pushed against a wall so I knew I wouldn't fall out. If anyone fell out of bed, it'd be Joshua. It was probably why he held me so tight. My eyes closed when my head hit the pillow.

“Thanks,” I whispered, feeling the world swaying around me behind closed lids.

He didn't answer me, not in words. I felt a soft warm kiss to my neck and a moment later drifted to sleep in his arms.

CHAPTER 17

I awoke with a start, hearing a loud banging against the door. I groaned in protest and felt Joshua's hold loosen as he stood up from the bed and went to the door.

“I can't find Olivia!” Chloe was in a panic. “She's not answering her door.”

“I'm right here,” I yawned, as Joshua pulled the door back further so she could see me.

“Oh,” Chloe's cheeks reddened from the implication of what she thought we'd been doing.

I shook my head, rubbed my eyes, and smiled. “It's okay. I was just getting some sleep. What do you need?”

Chloe nodded, trying to regain her thoughts and remember why she had come looking for me in the first place. “Oh right. The high council is waiting to meet you. After, we'll go down and have dinner.”

“Right.” I smiled weakly, trying to pretend that I was excited and interested, but all I could think about was the comfortable mattress with Joshua's warm arms around me as I slept. “Can you give us a few minutes, and we'll be right there?”

“Great, I'll meet you in the lobby.” Chloe backed up from the door and Joshua closed it as he turned to face me. I was still seated on the bed, my legs curled beneath the blankets. The thought of leaving the warm mattress unsettled me.

“It's time to get up.” He smiled, reaching for me as I groaned in protest.

“I don't want to pretend to like these people. I just want to sleep,” I mumbled, falling back onto the bed and pulling Joshua atop me as his arms had been around my body.

He laughed and I could feel his hands buried under my back. “Is this how you plan on spending the rest of the evening?” I felt his kisses fall across my cheeks and forehead, doing his best to wake me.

I shifted restlessly, laughing as I tried to pull away, but he kept his hands tight around me, not letting me escape. “Joshua!” I squealed, feeling his breath tickling my skin.

He relaxed against me, and I finally let my eyes stay open, feeling more awake than I had when Chloe first showed up. “Come on.” He kissed my cheek. “Time to get up.”

I lifted my back from the mattress to let his hands free, which did me no favors as he then moved his hands to mine, pulling me from the bed. I groaned in protest but followed him out of bed. “I'm up,” I answered, though I wasn't entirely awake. “So, it's almost dinner time?” I asked, trying to make sense of day and night. I knew when we arrived it couldn't have been more than eleven in the morning. I hadn't accounted for the time change or the nap we'd taken. The sun had long since set and the stars lit up the night sky. Glancing out the window, I saw the city lights as they stretched on in Torv. It was amazing. I grabbed my room key. “I need to get my shoes.”

“Wait and I'll go with you.” He slipped on his shoes and grabbed his key, locking up the room behind him. I opened my door and turned on the light, finding my shoes on the floor. I hadn't even remembered slipping them off I'd been so tired, but I knew I must have done so. I slid them on and together we headed down to the elevator. Joshua pushed the down button and we waited a moment before the elevator doors opened.

Together, we descended to the lobby. Stepping out, I glanced around, catching sight of Chloe and Elsa waiting for us. I wondered how this meeting in Torv would go. The last high council I'd met out east in Haven and it hadn't ended well for anyone.

“Thanks for getting ready fast.” Chloe gestured for us all to follow her outside. We walked to the end of the road and two blocks north. My eyes scanned the streets, taking in everything surrounding us. Torv was huge! There was no other way to describe the city. It was bustling with people and made Haven look inferior. I pushed down such thoughts as I felt Joshua's hand in mine. I glanced at him, giving him a faint smile.

Together, we followed Chloe inside the old brick building. It was tall, approximately six stories, but nothing like the place where we stayed. It looked much older than the rest of the town. Ivy climbed the outside walls, and I wondered why they hadn't worked to remove it. We were led into the main foyer and walked across the hardwood floor to another room. Chloe knocked before continuing into the room. “Douglas.” She nodded once. “I've brought the three from Shadow—Olivia, Joshua, and Elsa—to help us with the pregnancies.” She introduced each of us to him.

Douglas was a tall, heavyset, balding man. He sat at the head of the table, wrapped in exotic red robes and presumably clothing underneath. He acted in charge as he tapped his fingers against the table. “Come in, come in.” He gestured for us to come closer. I didn't particularly want to be here. I tried not to seem affected though, watching as he sized us up and down. “We appreciate your help in the matter. As such—” I felt his eyes lock solely on me. “If what they say is true about you, Olivia, I feel it necessary to keep an armed guard with you at all times. Your head will not be my responsibility.” I didn't quite know what that meant. Did he think people in Torv would harm me? I knew Margo had been shot but it had been outside of Spade. They hadn't so much as been given acceptance into the town before they'd been fired upon.

“Mr. Douglas—” I smiled weakly, unsure how to address him. “I'm not concerned for my safety unless your men can't control themselves.” I felt plenty capable of looking after myself, and considering the Mindonsiphan, I had little doubt anyone would be capable of hurting me.

He nodded curtly. “Although you may put such little value on your own life, or the responsibility of carrying a child, I cannot do the same while you are in our home of Torv. Once you leave the city walls, you are free to go wherever and do whatever. While in Torv, I ask that you please have the guard, Kelvin, with you at all times, and accept this as an offer of peace.”

I didn't quite know how peace and armed guard fit into the same sentence, but I nodded all the same. There was no point in arguing. I reached over, holding Joshua's hand. I still didn't quite understand how they knew about me but bringing it up now seemed like a terrible idea. If they suspected we didn't trust them, things could get a whole lot worse. “Let it be known that Joshua and I are together.” I didn't care what they thought. “Understand that having a guard to protect me is your responsibility, but separating us is not an option.”

Douglas laughed. “We have no intention of dictating your life for you, child.” His voice was condescending, but I ignored him. “We merely wish to make sure your destiny isn't chosen for you while you're here.”

Joshua squeezed my hand and spoke up. “Can you tell us how you've come to help women in Torv conceive?” So far we hadn't been given any real details and we had been more than just a little curious.

Elsa nodded, stepping forward. “Perhaps the procedure you've used is in part the reason for the high number of deaths. If we know what we're getting ourselves involved with, maybe we can offer more assistance.”

Douglas eyed Chloe. “How far have you come?”

Chloe sighed. “Elsa and I have developed an experimental hormone. We hope to administer it during labor to save the mother's life.”

“That is good news.” He clapped his hands together. His gruff voice echoed through the room. “I can assure you the procedure we performed on the mothers was safe and no more challenging than that of two hundred years ago when some families couldn't conceive: IVF, or in vitro fertilization,” he explained. “In most cases the implanted egg will take. It's not until the final trimester when the woman is in labor that they die. We can't fathom why.”

I spoke up, remembering the discussion in the lab just a short time ago. “The government demands of its people marriage at eighteen. There's always one man and one woman, the perfect number of pregnancies, always healthy and always ready for the government's wishes.” A hint of annoyance rose in my voice. “Is it not the government that determines a child's sex? Whether a baby is a boy or a girl? Could it not be the government tampering with our genes? The government determining who is right for one another to live by and have a child with if they deem necessary?” I laughed darkly. “Our government, a sick and twisted system, tells us what is right and what is just.” I shook my head in defiance. “I say they are wrong. I say they do this on purpose. They keep us infertile. They want us weak. They wish us to denounce ourselves and fail at will.”

Joshua coughed softly and nudged me as Elsa spoke out. “Olivia is right. The government always has the perfect number of boys and girls. Yes, the chances of a boy should be fifty-fifty but the odds that every year each is exact is unheard of. We all know they choose the sex of the child. It fits their system. Why couldn't they choose other traits: hair color, eye color, or perhaps something much more important, like reproductive ability? This isn't by accident,” she affirmed. “Maybe once the Red Plague was an accident, a misfortune, but our current system is no longer that today.”

The room erupted in loud chatter. Then Douglas raised his hand to quiet everyone. Clearly he was the man in charge of the council. “We accept your theory.” He nodded, understanding where we came from. “It still doesn't change the fact that we're all here. If certain genes are gone, or turned off, how do we fix it?”

“They're not all gone.” I stepped forward. “We all know my mother conceived me naturally. We don't know how that was possible. Perhaps her mother or grandmother hadn't been inoculated or it had been faulty. Perhaps she has a new gene that is dominant and allows me to give birth to a child. I'm not a scientist,” I reminded the high council. “I'm a girl, thrown into this mess by mere chance.”

Douglas laughed, glancing at his council members. “Chance?” He shook his head and then stopped laughing, staring hard at me. “Nothing, child, was by chance.” I wondered why the sudden dark look appeared in his eyes. I couldn't quite read his expression and felt my stomach somersault. I wanted to look at Joshua but I couldn't. Did I say something wrong?

He didn't answer me. He didn't have time. Douglas stared at me. “Child, you have no idea what the rebel alliance in Torv has done for you. Your father—” Speaking about him made the room spin. “He secured your future long before you were born. Chance hardly plays into your life. Your marriage ceremony, your job placement—all decisions made by the high council and interjected into the government's systems.”

“How?” Joshua spoke up. I didn't blame him for questioning what they said. It did, after all, involve him as well.

Douglas smiled. “You would be curious, wouldn't you?” He didn't seem entirely surprised. “Joshua, your family and Olivia's were close. Much too close long before you were born. If marriage had been a choice, I believe your parents, Rebecca and Gavin, would have wed. That's neither here nor there.” He brushed his hands together. “When Olivia was conceived, it happened to be the same lottery Rebecca had won that winter. Gavin knew who he could trust. There weren't many in Genesis willing to help.” He paused momentarily. “Rebecca didn't come to us. Let me tell you that. We came to her when she became a member of the high council of Haven. She'd known two other rebels in Genesis, but her allegiance and what she promised to do proved her beyond a doubt as one of us.”

“She helped forge my papers?” I guessed.

Douglas shook his head no. “There were doctors who were involved in the papers and ‘The Day of the Chosen’ aspect of it. Rebecca was important, because she made sure your match in the system was to Joshua.” I didn't quite understand the severity of what was being said and what had been done.

“Why did they need us to be matched together?” I asked, confused and glancing at Joshua.

“In time you would learn the truth,” Douglas reminded me. “You needed someone strong and loyal by your side. The Governor would not take lightly to the news and betrayal within his system.”

Slowly it began to make sense. I wondered if all the times we'd played together, if it had been to ensure we would become friends. I couldn't ask that. His hand had dropped from mine. I didn't blame him.

“Is there anything else?” I asked uncomfortably.

“We appreciate you coming here. Stay safe,” Douglas answered curtly.

Chloe opened the doors, and the three of us followed behind her, back outside and down the street with an armed guard in tow. It felt odd to be followed. I tried to pretend he wasn't behind us, but I couldn’t ignore the sound of his heavy boots.

“Where's dinner?” I ask half-heartedly. I didn't feel hungry but I knew we needed to eat. It was dark, late, and we hadn't eaten much since arriving in Torv.

“Floor twenty-two in our building,” Chloe explained as she led us once again into the foyer, and then the elevator. I didn't know what to say. Joshua hadn't said much. He'd been wrapped up in this for far longer than he'd realized. I wondered if he was angry with me, though I didn't feel it was my fault.

We all crammed into the elevator, and Joshua pushed the button for floor twenty-two. I reached for his hand, glad he didn’t pull away. Already so much was going on. I couldn't lose his support right now. The doors opened, and Joshua and I stepped out together, glancing around and wondering precisely where to go. Chloe stepped out behind us, and I moved to the side, letting her lead us into the cafeteria. Elsa stood behind us, and I glanced back to see our armed bodyguard still following us. I wondered what it would take to lose him.

This was definitely going to be awkward. If I didn't feel like we'd stand out from not being known around here, I was certain everyone would notice the six-foot man carrying a gun in to dinner.

Stepping out, I saw a rush of commotion through clear glass panels. Opposite us was a cafeteria with hundreds of people sitting down, eating, and talking candidly. “Come on,” Chloe insisted, leading us through the open archway. I felt Joshua fall just a few steps behind. Upon walking through the open door, the sound seemed to increase tenfold. It was rather overwhelming. “Grab a tray,” Chloe instructed as she maneuvered us through the crowd towards the line for food.

The three of us each grabbed a tray, and I glanced at him silently. This is pure chaos. I couldn't believe how many people were in the cafeteria. How were there so many people unaccounted for in Cabal? Had they all left, escaped at some point? We stood in line with Chloe, grabbing our food as we followed her to a table, where Jaxon already sat.

“Hey.” I smiled, grateful for one more face I recognized.

“I see you found the food,” Jaxon teased, noting the heaping pile of beef and mashed potatoes on my tray. I pulled up alongside Jaxon and Joshua, having a seat on the bench. Elsa sat beside Joshua as the table seemed to extend on forever. The cafeteria was huge! Chloe sat across from me and as I grabbed a roll, my eyes landed on the guard. He hadn't budged an inch. I could feel his shadow towering over me.

“You can sit down,” I offered, hoping he would oblige. He made me nervous.

“Have to do my job, ma'am,” he insisted.

I felt eyes surrounding us as whispers erupted even through the loud chaos of the cafeteria. “I'm sure you do, and you are, but you must be hungry.” I gestured. “Get yourself something to eat. I won't send you home.” I knew he just tried to do as he was told. “You can keep an eye on me while you eat,” I insisted.

The guard gave me a relieved smile and headed to the line, cutting in front of other people. I imagined having a gun on him kept people from complaining. “So does this place feed the entire town?” I still couldn't believe how large the cafeteria was in Torv. Where did all these people come from?

“Just the residents who live here,” Chloe answered. She didn't seem to think it was any big deal. All of Shadow had a population of maybe fifty people. I knew the other cities nearby were larger, but I never imagined Torv being so densely populated. “I suppose it takes some getting used to.” She gestured over to a young girl who couldn't have been any older than I was. “Zarrah, have a seat.” She made room at the table. “This is my daughter, Zarrah. Zarrah, this is Jaxon, Olivia, Joshua, and Elsa.”

Zarrah smiled faintly, giving us a weak nod. She had the same dark hair and eyes as her mother. “Glad you're back, Mom.” She kissed her cheek. “Dad wants to know if you're planning on leaving for Shadow again.”

Chloe glanced at me before returning her attention to Zarrah. “Tell him, he can ask me himself.”

Zarrah sighed, “He said he couldn't do that right now, since you've got company.” She gestured towards us.

“It's okay. If you need to go speak with your husband,” I said, “we can wait here or he can come over. We'll make room,” I offered, trying my best to be polite. I didn't quite feel it appropriate to ask any personal questions, certainly not with her daughter at the table.

Joshua nudged me under the table, his knee intentionally brushing mine.

What? I asked without moving my lips.

I don't want you to panic but I think I see your father. Joshua hadn't stopped staring towards the right, in the direction Zarrah had come from. I shifted, catching where Joshua's gaze was, and looked over, seeing an older gentleman with the blackest hair and the brownest eyes staring over at us. Even more than a decade later, he'd barely changed.

I shook my head no, in denial. It couldn't be him. He was dead. I was certain he was dead. My mother had buried him, at least I thought she had. I could still remember the funeral as though it were yesterday. Could he have another brother? I sat frozen as he slowly walked closer, and the room seemed to spin with his movements. As he approached I saw how tall he was, just as my father had been, slightly over six-foot. The resemblance was more than uncanny. I didn't want it to be my father; knowing he was alive meant the worst thing possible. He wasn't the man I believed in all those years. One hand held my fork, the other reached down, gripping Joshua's thigh as I tried not to tremble. I was not ready for this.

I'm not going anywhere. I was thankful that I could hear his thoughts, know he spoke the truth and that it was something only we shared together. I gave the faintest of nods and quickly averted my eyes, but it was too late. He now stood to the right of Zarrah and fast approached us.

My breath caught in my throat, and I dropped my fork. It would have clashed loudly had the room not been pure chaos. Each moment seemed to last a lifetime and all I could think was what I would say to a man I thought had died more than a decade ago.

His eyes never left mine and even as I tried to look away, I could feel his intense gaze. He stopped and paused as he reached Chloe, dropping a kiss to the top of her head. She turned around surprised and then relieved. “Oh good, you're here.” Chloe turned back towards us. “This is my husband, Gavin.” Staring up at him, I felt a chill course through my body as I stared into his eyes. They were darker than I remembered.

“I know,” I nodded. My eyes narrowed, and my hand grabbed the fork, stabbing the meat on my plate before shoving it into my mouth.

Zarrah frowned, glancing at her father, and then at me. “What does she mean, she knows?” Zarrah questioned, half forgetting I sat across from them.

Gavin sighed, resting his hands on his wife's shoulders as he stood behind her. “Olivia is my daughter.”

“Was,” I corrected him, refusing to look up at him. “I wouldn't call us related anymore. You died when I was five.”

“Olive.” His voice was soft, tentative. It made my blood boil.

“Don't!” I screamed, my voice piercing through the noise and above it. Slowly, people turned from their seats, curious what caused the commotion. “Don't ever call me that,” I warned him. “We are nothing, you and I. We're certainly not family.” I spat at the idea, disgusted.

“We are family, whether you want to see it or not,” Gavin answered calmly. He was a little too calm, considering he hadn't seen me, his daughter, in more than ten years. I was shocked! “You owe me a thank you.” He stared at me. I avoided his gaze. “Both of you together, that's my doing,” he boasted, proud of his accomplishments. “I know you're angry, I get that, Olivia, but, if it weren't for me, you'd be dead or married to some Levi guy.” My face paled and I lost my appetite.

Joshua cleared his throat. “What are you talking about?” This involved him as much as me.

Gavin smiled. “I thought you'd want to know, Josh. You were a good kid, your mom and I best friends when we were younger. She knew my predicament. Eventually, I'd have to get Olivia out of Genesis and who better to trust than a friend. Seems fitting that you both became friends, didn't even have to force it.” He looked smug.

Joshua's face turned red as he stood up, jumping up and over the table, throwing a punch at Gavin's face. Gavin didn't have time to move. It landed square on his jaw. “You're a coward!” he spat, “leaving your wife and daughter behind. Don't pretend you know her or anything about us.” Joshua's voice was laced with anger and hatred as he threw another punch at Gavin only to find his arms being restrained by the guard that was supposed to protect me.

I stood up, no longer hungry and wanting nothing more than to be far from Torv and even farther from Gavin. I couldn't watch the fight and didn't want Gavin to see the tears that were threatening my eyes. My heart ached as I headed for the nearest exit out of the cafeteria which seemed to be miles away. I was turned around. Finding a door, I pushed it open, realizing I was in a back stairwell. “Just great!” I screamed, slamming my hands against the wall in frustration. Swallowing the building anger, I ran up the stairs, one flight at a time until I felt myself out of breath. Then I walked the remainder to our floor. Pushing the door open, I headed through the long corridor and around the corner only to see the guard hovering in front of Joshua's door.

“I'm going to have to report you.”

“So do it!” I could hear Joshua's retort as I slowly walked down the length of the hall towards his room. “Gavin is a jerk.”

“He is,” I breathed, knowing it was true. I approached the open door, giving a knock.

“I was wondering where you've been.” Joshua gave me a weak smile. “Seems I'm under house arrest.” He gestured towards the guard standing outside the room.

“Fighting isn't condoned in Torv,” Kelvin answered. “I'd have ignored it if it wasn't in front of the entire cafeteria. My hands are tied.”

“So what does that mean?” I asked, coming to sit on the bed beside Joshua.

“In most circumstances, you break the rules and you’re sent into the militia.”

“Okay.” That surprised me. “Joshua isn't a citizen of Torv though,” I reminded the guard, “so does that mean he'll be sent home?” I hoped that was what it meant. I didn't want him to be forced to join Torv's military.

“In all likelihood, yes.”

I leaned in, brushing my lips over Joshua's as my fingers played in the nape of his neck. “So I guess our vacation to Torv will be cut short.”

“No,” Joshua sighed as he pulled back slightly before leaning in, taking another taste. “You came here for a reason, you should finish what's been started.”

“You mean kill Gavin?” I joked.

“Well, at the very least beat him to a pulp.” He smiled between kisses. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I whispered against his lips.

“Do you think it's true?” He sighed, closing his eyes as he leaned his forehead against mine.

“Which part?” I asked. “That he kept me from marrying Levi Keller?” I blanched at the thought. “I should be so grateful.” I smiled as Joshua's eyes shined. “Doesn't mean I'm forgiving him.”

“He doesn't deserve your forgiveness. Not for what he did, leaving you, making you believe he was dead. All he knows are lies.”

I was there when his casket was lowered into the ground. I grieved for him. The man I believed a hero was not the same man I had met just minutes ago.

“I want to go home.”

“All in due time,” he whispered against my ear before pulling back. “You know after this you and Jaxon are going to Genesis.” I didn't answer right away; it was something I wasn't ready to talk about. “I could come with you.”

“That's not part of the plan.” I smiled, knowing in my heart it was what I wanted. My feet dangled off the bed as I brushed my shoulder against his. “Our risk would increase tenfold if you came with us.”

“You don't trust me?” Joshua was surprised.

“No!” I laughed, shaking my head. “Quite the opposite. I don't trust myself,” I clarified. “With you and me back in Genesis, it'll be like old times. We can't act like we know each other. It's going to be tough enough getting me inside the walls without rousing suspicion.”

“Jaxon's taking care of it.”

“That makes me nervous.” I laughed anxiously. “Besides, you have your part and I have mine.”

I felt his lips graze my cheek as he pulled me back against the mattress.

We shouldn't be talking about this where they can hear us. I'm not sure we can trust them yet. With Kelvin standing guard and reporting on Joshua's behavior, we couldn't take any chances that they'd learn our plans.

I felt his lips set fire to my heart as he kissed a path across my neck and down to my stomach. My fingers tangled in his hair, and I pulled him up to my level. We're not doing this with the door open. I grinned.

Actually, we were. Joshua laughed, pulling back slightly as he rested his head beside mine on the pillow.

“Thanks for standing up for me today.” I didn't mind if the guard heard us now. “You didn't have to protect my honor or anything, but I appreciate that you did.”

Joshua grinned. “You mean when I hit Gavin? That wasn't for you.” He nudged me. “That was because he put me in the middle and I wasn't having any of it.”

Whether he was joking or not, I didn't care. What he'd done could have gotten him into a lot of trouble. “Thank you,” I breathed, dropping a kiss to his lips. “For everything.” From outside the door, I could hear a female clear her throat, trying to get our attention. “Elsa?” I motioned for her to come inside the room.

“We're needed in the infirmary. One of the women has gone into labor.”

Elsa gave Joshua an apologetic smile. “You're required to stay in the dormitory. Kelvin will be coming with us. Can you handle staying put for a few hours? Jaxon should be in his room shortly, you can stop by and pay him a visit if you get bored.”

“It's fine,” Joshua answered. “I can manage a few hours on my own.” He gave me a quick kiss goodbye. Good luck. I heard his thoughts and gave a weak nod.

“Thanks.”

CHAPTER 18

We headed down to the elevator and out the building. Chloe drove, her foot hard on the gas as she rushed through town.

Pulling up to the side of the building with an abrupt halt, we shuffled out of the car. Standing by the curb, I stared up at the dirty white paint coating the outside of the building. Most of Torv seemed well-kept but the hospital had an older appearance, darker and maybe even a bit gloomy. Built of brick and four stories tall, it barely seemed capable of the secrets held inside. I wasn't ready to help a woman give birth but this was why I'd come to Torv. There was no turning back. The sign flickered on and off reading “Hospital” as we entered in through the heavy metal doors. Bright florescent lighting enveloped the halls as we were ushered through basic security and provided with disposable scrubs to wear. “There are guards here?” I asked, surprised to see their presence inside the walls. I didn't understand why it was necessary to have them at the hospital.

Chloe sighed. “The women are already high-risk pregnancies. It's not uncommon for someone to come into the city and consider stealing a newborn, when they find out they're not from Genesis. In some ways, it makes the children incredibly valuable. We fear the government will want one of the children to study,” Chloe confessed. “As it is we pay protection by offering some of our men for their military.” The armed guard protecting me stayed outside with the other guards. He wasn't needed or invited inside the maternity ward. I was relieved to get away from him for even a short while.

I sighed, now understanding why Torv was allowed to exist. “How many men are sent to the military to serve?”

Chloe shrugged. “I'm not part of the high council, but I would guess at least twenty percent, perhaps more? We offer our men every year or sooner when their numbers grow weak. Those that don't follow the rules in Torv, instead of finding themselves in prison, are shipped off to the militia. It keeps our community filled with law-abiding citizens. In return the government leaves our town alone. Without us their military wouldn't stand a chance.”

“What about Haven?” I asked, as we headed towards the maternity ward.

Chloe frowned. “What about it? We're allies with Haven. Well, we were,” she acknowledged. “But the men who serve take orders from the government.”

I couldn't believe it. “What happens if the government instructed your men to destroy Torv?”

Chloe smiled, tight-lipped. “They wouldn't do that.” She looked confident of her answer. I wasn't convinced. If they fought for the government it was entirely possible they were being controlled by it as well. “Enough talk of military and government,” she instructed us. “We are going in to help a pregnant woman in labor. I need each of you to focus and follow my instruction to the letter.”

As much as I despised Chloe right now, I also knew this was why I came to Torv and I wasn't going to let a young woman who was about to be a mother die, not if I could help stop it. I stepped past the double doors, my eyes taking in the sights around me. The room was the same sickening shade the outside had been painted, and, worse it smelled of disinfectant. I shivered as goose bumps coated my skin: the temperature had dropped several degrees inside the room. They must have been trying to make it comfortable for the woman in labor. The window shades were drawn, keeping the room dark and private as we were on the first floor.

“Hi, Drezden.” Chloe smiled reassuringly as she walked over to the mother. Her husband sat next to her in a chair beside the bed. “Tristan.” She nodded, acknowledging him. “How is the mother doing?” She turned towards the nurse who had been with Drezden, monitoring the baby and the mother.

“She's only about four centimeters dilated,” the nurse informed Chloe. “So far everything looks good.”

Chloe smiled. “That's good, Drezden. Slow progress right now is good. We have something we'd like you to try. There's an experimental hormone we've developed. It's still in its very early stages but we think it might save your life.”

Tristan frowned. He looked frustrated, worn. “Are there any risks to Drezden or the baby?” Chloe pulled the vial from her pocket and the nurse handed her a syringe. “There are side effects to any experimental drug. We've discussed before about the rate of mortality, and we think this is your wife’s and the baby's best chance at survival.”

“Do it.” Drezden agreed. “If you don't think it'll hurt our baby.”

Chloe made no promises as she filled the syringe with the hormone before injecting it into the IV line. “It may make no difference at all,” she reminded them both. “But we've spent time studying Olivia's hormones and synthesized what we hope to be a cure.”

I was surprised by the news. We'd barely spent any time in Torv and though I knew in Shadow they were running tests and trying to create a cure, I hadn't thought they'd come this far. I found the whole ordeal unsettling. I hadn't proven to anyone that I could carry a pregnancy to term and survive. They were assumptions Chloe and Elsa had made. The tests confirmed I was capable of conceiving but beyond that, they couldn't predict the future. They couldn't know without a shadow of a doubt that I wouldn't be in the same position as Drezden, fighting for my life and the life of my child.

I did my best to assist the nurse as she asked for tools and a fetal heart monitor reading from the screens. I had no idea what tools were needed and seemed to take three times as long as necessary when given instructions.

Elsa gathered towels and blankets, preparing everything for after the baby was delivered. I walked over to Drezden. “How are you feeling?” I asked her, resting a hand on her arm.

“Tired.” She smiled through heavy eyes. Sweat coated her skin and her cheeks were flushed. The nurse again checked to see how far along she was dilated.

“Six centimeters.”

“Soon,” I assured her, doing my best to keep her calm.

Drezden nodded, her red hair sticking to her skin, and I gently pushed the hair back from her face. I grabbed a cool, wet washcloth and applied it to her forehead. Staring at her, the bright red hair and green eyes reminded me so much of Jacqueline. Of course, Jacqueline was younger by about seven years, but there was a strange familiarity I recognized.

“Thank you,” Drezden whispered, her hand gripping her husband's as another contraction took hold. Each one came closer in time and Elsa did her best to time them, relaying the information to Chloe.

The night slowly edged to morning, and I grew tired on my feet. I needed sleep, but it wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Drezden was fully dilated, which meant the baby would come soon. Each second felt as though it were a lifetime as she pushed and the baby slowly inched out. “Wait!” I glanced at the fetal monitor seeing the baby in distress. The heart rate had dropped.

Chloe glanced at it but ignored it. “She's almost done. You need to push, Drezden. Everything you've got,” she encouraged as I held Drezden’s hand and felt her tremble.

Sweat covered her body, and I focused my attention on Drezden. My mind went to a calm and peaceful place, trying to bring her there with me .Then she made one final push, and we could hear the cries of the newborn baby.

Her skin grew pale and Elsa handed Tristan scissors to cut the cord before she wrapped the baby and looked it over and cleaned it. “You have a beautiful baby girl.” Elsa glanced back at Drezden, seeing her ghastly white. “Olivia, come here,” she instructed, showing me how to finish cleaning the baby as she rushed over to Chloe to offer assistance.

“She's beautiful,” I told Drezden. “You can hold her in a minute. Just hang in there.” I finished with the newborn as quickly as possible. She was covered in filth but was breathing and screaming on her own. That had to be good. I swaddled the baby in a blanket as I approached the bed. Drezden had turned gray, the color gone from her face. “What are you going to name her?” I asked with a smile as I brought their baby girl over and placed her into Drezden's arms. My fingers brushed against clammy skin and I could feel a strange sensation pass through me. Drezden's eyes were dull, her gaze struggling to reach her newborn.

Chloe and Elsa exchanged an unsatisfied glance. The nurse rushed to get another medication to inject into her IV, but every moment it took was one too many.

I wanted to help Drezden. I didn't know how. Was it possible to heal someone when they were bleeding to death? Her skin had now turned ashen gray and her eyes stared down at her daughter. “I love you,” she breathed, her last dying breath as I reached out, careful to make sure the baby was supported.

No. I couldn't let her die. I didn't care about the repercussions or what it meant, this child needed her mother. “Not today.” I stared down at her, my eyes welling with tears as I gripped her arm, my fingers digging into her cold flesh. “You will not die, Drezden,” I commanded, my voice trembling as my heart rate soared. I could feel my stomach lurch and I swallowed the bile. My eyes slipped closed, my focus entirely on this young mother, breathing every ounce of energy and life force, if possible, back into her. Come on, damn it! I felt the slightest movement in her arm and heard a shallow breath as my eyes flashed open. “Drezden?”

Slowly, her eyes opened. She was pale and coated in sweat but alive. Glancing down, she smiled at her baby girl. “Lexia,” she whispered before turning her head towards Tristan. “What do you think?”

Tristan smiled, clearly relieved Drezden was all right. “I think it's a beautiful name for a beautiful little girl.” He glanced at Chloe. “Thank you for saving my wife's life.”

Chloe's face was all smiles. “I'm glad it worked,” she confessed, glancing at Elsa. “That was amazing, a close call but unbelievable. We should contact the other pregnant women and start preparing their dosages.”

I felt Elsa's eyes on me. She didn't say a word. I took a step backwards and removed my scrubs and headed for the door. Had she known what I'd done?

“Olivia?” Chloe called. “Where are you going? We should celebrate, this is great news!”

I didn't answer her as I slipped out the maternity ward and past Kelvin. “Can you take me back to my room?”

Kelvin nodded. “Sure. How'd things go in there?”

“I don't want to talk about it.”

“Fair enough.” He led me outside. The sun was beginning to rise in the east, enveloping the city in a beautiful golden glow. “We'll have to take the monorail to get back to your room.”

“Monorail?” I asked, confused, following Kelvin across the cobblestone street and up the cement stairs towards the platform.

He motioned towards the approaching train and we waited for it to stop and the doors to open. Together we stepped inside. I grabbed an empty seat and sat down, Kelvin coming to sit beside me. “We'll have to walk a few blocks to get back to your place but the monorail is quicker than walking from the hospital.”

“That's fine,” I nodded, glancing out the window, watching as we sped by different parts of Torv. Graffiti coated the sides of buildings, some old and some newer as we slowed towards the next stop. “Now?” I asked standing up.

Kelvin shook his head no, gesturing for me to sit back down. “It'll be a few minutes. I'll let you know when it's time to get off.”

“Okay.” I sat back down in my seat. A few passengers came on the monorail but no one got off. After a minute, we took off again. I reached for the window, gripping the edge as best I could for leverage. I wasn't used to this type of transportation. The train rushed on for several minutes before we slowed to the next stop.

“This is the financial district,” Kelvin explained. “The wealthy move in to this area. Most of them work down here as well.”

“The wealthy from where?” I didn't understand what he was talking about.

“You don't know.” He laughed. “I shouldn't be surprised, I mean you're obviously not from around here.” He nodded twice and then relaxed in the seat beside me. “Don't you wonder where the population of Torv comes from?” I had been wondering but I hadn't known who I could trust to ask. “People travel from around the world to come here,” Kelvin explained. “They make a new life in Torv, settle down in hopes of starting a family.”

“A family?” I repeated.

“That's the hope everyone has, wanting children. They travel the world to come to Torv at the chance they may be able to start one.”

“Is it like in Genesis? Do you get selected by lottery?” Even with the odds stacked against most women, I wondered how many signed up. It explained the increase in population.

“Families volunteer. Both parties have to sign consent forms because the scientists still consider the treatment experimental. My sister signed up last year: the waiting list is long but if it works, it's worth it.”

I wasn't sure it was worth it, after what I'd witnessed and done today. “What if it doesn't?” I whispered, glancing out the window again. I was astounded people would risk their lives for children they may never have. Even more shocking was that they were disobeying Cabal's government by coming to Torv. It wasn't just risky, it was insane!

“There's no guarantee but it's the only chance they have. We have scientists and doctors from around the world who come here. The best and brightest, hoping to discover a cure,” Kelvin explained.

“Around the world? Where exactly?” I hadn't read what had happened in the history texts to the rest of the world while I was in Haven. The most I'd learned was about the Red Plague and the repercussions it had but nothing further.

“There are pockets of civilizations—those we have found the means to communicate with —that are struggling in much the same way. Society is dying out. The only reason our town of Torv has grown is because of our success rate with the fertility program: people flock here.”

I shifted in my seat, turning to face Kelvin. “What do the doctors and scientists ask for in return?” There had to be a catch, something making them want to be here. It wasn't that Torv was a horrible place, I just couldn't understand how someone could leave their home willingly.

“Food, housing, clothes—they're provided with necessities,” Kelvin explained. “I know, it sounds a lot like the promises Cabal has made, but they don't do it for a physical reward. If we ignore the situation, let it continue as it has been, the human population will cease to exist.”

“That's not entirely true,” I pointed out. “Cabal has found a way to assure a one hundred percent survival rate.” Kelvin paused for a long moment, contemplating his answer. “What?” I asked, waiting for him to respond. He stood up and gestured for me to do the same. I grabbed the pole to hold on as we shifted with the train until it stopped. Kelvin stepped off first and I followed, walking alongside him.

“You don't question how they can ensure a healthy pregnancy, each and every time?” Kelvin asked as we descended the cement stairs, walking back down to the ground floor.

I grimaced. “I do,” I acknowledged. “But why can't we demand they tell us?”

A deep throaty laugh emitted from his throat. “And you think they'd listen?” He shook his head. “That would be something else, the government listening to us. Besides, even with Cabal's perfect rate of reproduction, they'll be the only nation left in existence in the next hundred years.”

“Not true,” I countered. “You said it yourself that children are being born, right here in Torv,” I reminded Kelvin.

A faint smile etched to his face. “Yes, but not enough children, and if we continue at the current rate where only thirty percent survive childbirth, in a few hundred years, Cabal will be all that's left. They'll easily be able to wipe us out.”

“That's why I'm here,” I whispered. “Why Jaxon told the high council who I was: he wanted to help and wasn't sure Collins would've agreed.” I began to make sense of the situation. Douglas, or someone in the high council, must have entrusted Jaxon with the information about the fertility program.

We walked six blocks on cobblestone pavement before turning right and walking into our building. Heading for the elevator, I pushed the up button and waited for it to stop on our floor. The technology here felt so foreign and new. It was actually old technology—electricity, elevators, even tall buildings had been around for a long time—but not being around it my entire life, it felt weird. “How many floors in this building are living quarters?” Chloe hadn't been specific, and I wondered if it was because she simply didn't know or she was being elusive.

Kelvin stood beside me in the elevator as we headed up. “Most of the building is housing. A few floors are research facilities and the top levels are for the committee.”

“You mean the high council?”

Kelvin shook his head. “Not exactly. Though the members of the high council reside on the top floor as well.”

Stepping out onto our floor, I glanced at Kelvin. “So who is the committee?” I still had a plethora of questions. I wondered at what point he'd get annoyed with me.

“The committee is the board that chooses members of the high council. Douglas suggests who he wants in his high council, but the committee is responsible for choosing the delegates. They also make the laws in Torv; however, the council pushes them through.”

“Oh, I see.” I grabbed my key and headed for my door, unlocking it. “Thanks for walking me back to my room.” I knew it wasn't a choice for Kelvin but I still appreciated it, along with all his answers.

“Get some rest,” he offered as I stepped into my room and locked the door behind me. As much as I wanted to see Joshua, I was exhausted. In a few hours I'd get up, knock on his door and see what trouble he'd gotten into.

CHAPTER 19

I slept most of the afternoon and by evening I heard a sharp repetitive knock at my door. “Just a sec,” I answered, finding the light switch as I stumbled out of bed and opened the door.

Jaxon smirked, glancing me over. “You don't look ready.”

“Huh?” I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. “What are you talking about?”

“Joshua was supposed to tell you, it's time to pack up. We're heading to Genesis in an hour.”

I frowned. “He didn't tell me. Can I shower and grab something quick to eat before we go?”

Jaxon showed me his packed duffel he swung over his shoulder. “We don't have that much time. You shower; I'll bring you something to eat up here. The line downstairs is pretty long. When you're done, just knock on my door, okay?”

“Yeah, sure.” I found my bag on the floor, grabbed a fresh change of clothes, and walked across the hall to my private bathroom. I tried not to let the butterflies in my stomach take control. I glanced at the counter, seeing a bottle of red dye. I knew Jaxon had left it for me. I colored my hair, showered, and dried off. It was strange to see my reflection once again from root to tip in red. I headed back into my room, packing up my clothes, making sure I had everything before carrying my bag over to Joshua's door. I gave a firm knock, wondering if he was in his room. There was no answer.

Kelvin watched from the hall, his back against the wall. “He's in with Jaxon.”

“Oh, thanks.” I carried my bag over towards Jaxon's room.

Kelvin smiled. “Heading home?”

I glanced down at the bag in my hand. “Yeah,” I nodded. “Something like that.” I couldn't tell Kelvin where I was going. No one could know: it would put the entire mission at risk. I knocked once then twice on Jaxon's door, hearing the handle as he pulled it back and glanced me over.

“You look better.” Jaxon smiled, giving me a hug. “I heard you're in a world of trouble from Joshua.”

“What?” My eyes widened. “Why would he say that?” I glanced past Jaxon. Joshua was staring out the window. He turned around, a huge smile plastered to his face but there was something behind his eyes. Something that told me he wasn't happy.

“It's true,” Joshua walked over, wrapping his arms around my waist as he buried his face in my neck. “Call it all off. I don't want you to go.”

“I can't do that.” I smiled, trying my best to pry myself from his grasp. “You can come with us,” though I knew it wasn't possible. The arrangements had been made for Jaxon and me to travel to Genesis. It could very well be a disaster bringing Joshua along.

“And I can't do that.” Joshua leant in, stealing a kiss. He hadn't spent time practicing a glamour. It would only take minutes before we'd be caught. “I talked with Elsa. She had some concerns about you…” He didn't finish the sentence; his look said everything.

I'll be more careful. I promised him.

You have to, Olive. If anyone found out what we're capable of… He didn't have to finish his sentence for me to know what I'd done was wrong. In some ways it had been selfish. Saving Drezden had been what we were there for, but I couldn't save every woman in labor. It had been a huge risk and could have been a bigger catastrophe. Promise me you'll be smarter in Genesis.

“I will,” I acknowledged, not caring if Kelvin overheard half our conversation. It wouldn't make any sense to him.

“Take care of her, Jaxon.” Joshua stared at him hard, his gaze refusing to linger.

“Like she's my sister,” he promised, shaking his hand.

“I don't need looking after,” I emphasized, “but thanks.” I planted one last kiss to Joshua's lips before pulling back. “When are you heading home?”

“In a few hours,” Joshua whispered. Elsa promised to drive me back. She knows we're getting closer to the attack on Genesis and is a little hesitant to be in Torv when it goes down. Besides, Collins’ orders were for both of us to return to Shadow.

I grinned as I shuffled my feet and shifted my bag in my hands. “You don't say.” I stepped closer, throwing my arms around him one last time, knowing goodbye was inevitable. I'm scared I won't see you again.

You will, Olive. You know you will. He placed a soft kiss to my lips, resting his forehead against mine.

I'll be fine. I assured Joshua, though the nerves were getting to me.

You don't have to do this. He stared at me, his hand reaching up as his thumb grazed my cheek.

Yes, I do. There wasn't another option. We'd made the arrangements; not showing up might alert someone in the system that we were up to no good. I leant in, brushing my lips one final time to Josh's. I just hoped we'd both come out of this unscathed. “Let's do this.”

“Stay safe.” Jaxon gave Josh a brief hug. I felt my stomach somersault. Hopefully, all my glamour training and experience over the last few months would pay off.

“So, how are we getting there?” I asked as Jaxon tossed his duffel over his shoulder and handed me a bag of food.

“We're driving. Well, someone will drive us,” he specified. “You'll just sit back and do your thing.” I wasn't sure which thing that was but I guessed it involved pretending to look like someone else. “Come on,” he urged as I waved a brief goodbye to Kelvin. Joshua poked his head out from the room. Already, I missed him. Together, Jaxon and I headed down the elevator. Once we were alone, he glanced at me. “I need you to glamour right now.” I nodded slowly and focused my energy on Jacqueline. She was the easiest glamour, the one I had the most training with and the most experience in pretending to be. Besides, the Governor wouldn't recognize her, I was sure of it. Jaxon looked me over. “I'm glad you used the dye. It'll last until we know when the Governor's Ball is and it'll be easier for you to glamour. One less thing to worry about: hair color.”

“Right.” I smiled, trying not to feel nervous: we couldn't get caught. The elevator doors opened and Jaxon grabbed my elbow, leading me towards a military vehicle waiting by the front entrance. “What are we doing, Jaxon?”

“How else do you think we'll get inside Genesis?” he asked me pointedly. I knew he was right but this seemed stupid.

“Just don't take off the glamour, got it?” Jaxon stared at me. I nodded and followed as he opened the back door and I slipped inside. I had no idea how this would work. Visitors didn't come and go from Genesis. How they would get me inside and work in the Governor's mansion, I had no idea.

CHAPTER 20

The guard who drove us into Genesis, I never did bother to get his name. He gestured towards the trunk and a change of clothes that would be appropriate for my position in town. I rolled my eyes and changed outfits in the backseat just as we headed towards the stone walls of Genesis. I kept glancing in his rearview mirror, making sure he wasn't watching me disrobe. Although the pants were one size too big and the shirt one size too small, it would have to do. Dressed in grays and blues, I would fit in for my position as a servant. I fidgeted with the crest on my sleeve, Livery. Although I'd never seen it up close, I knew what it looked like from school. My stomach clenched and my hands bunched into fists as I felt my heart rate climb. I could do this, I had to do this, I had no other choice. I swallowed the fear and uncertainty. The guard dropped us off at the front of Governor Craynor's mansion and Jaxon gripped my arm as he led me towards the entrance.

I glanced at him, raising an inquisitive eyebrow. He looked nothing like the Jaxon I knew, clothes included as he wore the government's standard-issue gray military uniform and carried a file in his hand; the game was on. “This way.” Jaxon's voice was deeper than usual—he didn't even sound like himself. His skin color hadn't changed but his eyes were a lighter shade of brown and I couldn't make out his hair under the military hat.

“Did you grow two inches taller?” I whispered, unable to take my eyes off him. It was still strange to witness a glamour: it didn't matter that I was just as capable of performing one.

“Quit it, Jacqueline,” he rasped, reminding me of my role. I stared straight ahead as we approached the front door and Jaxon gave three knocks. A moment later the door opened and one of the servants stepped aside, letting us enter.

“It's good to see you again, sir.” The young brunette closed the door behind us. “The Governor is in his study, I'm sure he'd be happy to see you.”

“Good.” Jaxon nodded curtly, leading me up the staircase, familiar with the layout of the mansion. I knew he must have studied the blueprints, gotten them from someone in the rebel alliance. How had the servant recognized Jaxon? Who was he pretending to be? I had no idea where I was going and knew Jaxon otherwise wouldn't have had a clue.

Jaxon paused momentarily before knocking on the closed study. “Come in,” Craynor's voice echoed from behind the door. I tried my best to relax, to not show fear, but I was terrified. Jaxon turned the handle and pushed the door open, stepping in first. I followed close behind him.

“Sir.” Jaxon handed the manila folder to the Governor. “From the city of Livery, Governor Sevean would like to lend you Jacqueline.”

Governor Craynor looked me over and gestured me closer. “Jacqueline.” He tilted his head, examining me. “What is it you do, child?”

Jaxon answered for me. “She was a housekeeper and servant for the Governor in Livery.”

Craynor laughed, throwing his hands on the desk. “And what did you do to deserve coming to visit me, hmmm?” He watched me for a moment before answering his own question, “I know he owes me one but this is beyond preposterous. There are rules about travel between towns for a reason.” He glanced me over. “You're okay—you didn't see anything frightening out there, did you?”

“I'm fine, sir.” I was surprised he cared at all about me traveling through the Gravelands. Or was he protecting himself, for fear of what I might tell the others in Genesis?

“Very well.” Craynor closed the folder, not looking too much at the details. “If Sevean says you're good enough to work under my roof, so be it.” He eyed me skeptically. “Do you not have family back in Livery, a husband?”

“No, sir. He died from an unfortunate event.” I didn't elaborate and hoped he wouldn't ask any more questions. I knew Jacqueline was under eighteen but there was no way they'd have transferred a child between cities. I had to be quick and think on my feet.

“I see.” Craynor answered. “Very well. We'll have to make accommodations in the meantime for you here, if that's all right with you?”

“That would be fine, sir.”

“Good, good.” He stood up. “Take the young lady—Jacqueline, is it?” I nodded in response. “To her quarters. Show her the work uniform and then have one of the girls give her the tour. The last thing we need is you getting lost before the Governor's Ball.” He laughed. “That would be something else. I'll have to thank Sevean for bringing me such good company as well.”

I shuddered at the thought and didn't let it linger as Jaxon grabbed my arm and led me out of the Governor's study, closing the door behind us. “What was that?” I asked, glancing at him as he led me down the stairs to the first floor. Jaxon didn't understand my question: he gave me a confused look before I elaborated. “You don't think this other Governor will give it away that he didn't send me as a gift?”

Jaxon laughed. “Hopefully it won't get to that and no, I think he won't admit to not providing a present. It'd look tasteless, like he forgot some momentous occasion.” He led me down the hall and gave a swift double knock before opening the door. “Your quarters, ma'am,” he teased, taking a step back.

“You're leaving me here?” I chewed anxiously at my bottom lip. This was a bad idea, all of it.

Jaxon reached for my hands. “You'll be fine.” He gave them a tentative squeeze before letting go. “Just stay out of trouble,” he warned me before retreating out of my room and down the hall.

It wasn't long before one of the servants walked by the room, stopping the moment she caught sight of the door ajar. “Hello?” Her soft voice echoed as she knocked on the open door.

“Hi. I'm Jacqueline.”

“Lisa Vazquezanzua.” She returned the handshake twice as strong. “You must be new?” she questioned. “How odd, we don't usually get new employees until graduation.”

“I was a gift,” I said, knowing it would sound strange but laughing to lighten the tension. It seemed to work as the curious look slowly turned to a warm, inviting smile. Her deep caramel eyes looked amused. “I used to work for the Governor in Livery,” I explained.

Lisa tilted her head slightly, taking my words in. “How, interesting.” I knew I shouldn't have said anything since it could probably get me killed, considering no one ever leaves their town, but it wouldn't take long for questions to emerge when no one knew or remembered me growing up in Genesis.

“Yes.” I smiled brightly. “Can you tell me where my change of clothes is?” Although the uniforms were similar in style and design, each city had a different emblem embossed on the arm. Seeing the mark of Livery, I knew I could change it, but not with Lisa watching me.

“Of course, follow me.” She led me down the hall and towards a storage closet. Opening it, she revealed an array of outfits situated with their appropriate sizes by shelf. “You can take a few, they'll be replaced when the next shipment comes in,” Lisa assured me.

“Thank you.” I took three sets of clothes in my size, walking with her back towards my room. “Do you live here too?” I asked.

“No.” Lisa smiled. “But our head housekeeper Anita does. She was from another city just like you were.” That caught my attention. I tried not to act surprised. “You'll meet her in a little bit. She'll tour you around the mansion and then give you an assignment. If you need anything at all, don't hesitate to ask.”

“Thank you so much, you've been helpful,” I acknowledged as she led me back to my room. I closed the door, changed outfits, and tossed the extra clothes in the drawer. Like Jaxon had told me, it was easier to glamour when you had few things with your appearance to change.

CHAPTER 21

The head housekeeper, Anita, gave me the quickest tour imaginable. I felt as though I was in her hair just being around. She was polite but displeased to see me. I wanted to ask why but held my tongue. Now was not the time to cause trouble. I needed to keep to myself, find out when the Governor's Ball was scheduled, and relay the information to Jaxon.

I spent most of the afternoon with a dust rag, grateful I'd been assigned a task that would allow me the opportunity to snoop around. I worked the first floor rather quickly, knowing there wasn't anything interesting worth finding. I waited until Craynor disappeared for dinner before taking the cloth with me into the study. At least if I got caught, I'd have an excuse for being inside his office. I shut the door behind me as I stalked over towards his desk. Papers were strewn everywhere. Most of it made little sense to me. I fingered through reports on cotton and fuel, pushing them aside. I needed to find the date of the Governor's Ball. It had to be coming in the next few weeks. I knew I hadn't missed it yet, I just hoped I didn't have to wait months for news. I wasn't sure how long I could deal with these people. Letters to Governor Craynor were stacked to the right of his desk. Curious, my eyes glanced over the delicate script.

Craynor,

I beg you to consider what alternatives we have. Negative population growth is an ever present and growing concern; maybe not today or tomorrow but our children's children will have to face our consequences based on foolish actions.

You may wish to ignore a growing problem, but it won't vanish by simply throwing away my letters. I will have you know I am not the only one up in arms over the failure of our great nation. Politics aside, we must consider a progressive step forward. I will call a meeting in September. With or without you there, a decision will be made.

Richards

Was Richards another Governor? I'd never heard of him but we didn't study the leaders of neighboring communities. It wasn't part of our curriculum. Whoever Richards was, he was right the system was flawed; time would catch up with the town. It didn't seem like a problem now, but I guess that was why Craynor wasn't concerning himself with it either. It wouldn't affect him in his lifetime.

Putting the letter back as I'd found it, my fingers moved over the center of the desk and shuffled through until I reached the bottom page, a calendar of events. Most of them seemed insignificant until I landed on one two weeks from Saturday with the initials “GB.” It was the only thing that made sense. Although I had the date, I couldn’t just up and leave. Not without raising suspicion. Besides, I wasn’t entirely certain it wasn’t something else, although the fact it was a Saturday and Craynor had every other weekend off made it seem the most likely answer.

I jumped as I heard the door creak open and came face to face with Craynor. “Jacqueline, what are you doing in here?” He asked.

“Cleaning.” I returned my attention back to the desk, running the dust cloth over it, tidying the papers as best I could, trying to make it look as if I hadn't been snooping. “Was I not supposed to come in here? Anita told me to dust the entire place, top to bottom.” She certainly hadn't mentioned the study being off-limits, not that I would have listened anyhow. Craynor studied my face, trying to see if I was lying, I could tell. I didn't give him any indication I'd done anything more than clean. “Would you like me to come back later?” I asked. “If you're busy in here?”

Craynor sighed, thinking it over. “You've worked enough tonight. The rest of the staff is off, you may as well go home too.” Although I technically didn't have a home to go to, I smiled, took the dust rag, and slipped out the door past him.

Heading downstairs, I made my way through the dark hallway towards the laundry, tossing the rag into the hamper before doing a thorough search for Jaxon. No such luck. I should have asked where he planned on staying. Turning the corner, I walked straight into Joshua's father, Dylan Warren. He refastened his belt buckle and my eyes widened. He'd just left Anita's room. The door was still ajar and she was sitting at the edge of the mattress naked, putting her uniform back on. My eyes widened as I dropped my gaze. “I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, sir, I'll be more careful.” I scurried away, doing my best to run from his grasp. My stomach flopped. I hoped he had no intention of doing to me what he had to Anita.

He caught my arm, pulling me back, unwilling to let me go. “You're the new servant, Jacqueline?”

This was a bad idea, using her name. I was stupid, we were stupid expecting no one to know who she was, who I was. Making up a name would have been simpler in some respects: there'd be no ties to anyone. Of course, forging papers takes talent, and the rebel alliance has that talent but they don't have the access to add an entirely new name into the system, at least not yet. I'd have to manage.

“Is it you?” His voice caught in his throat and I let out a hesitant sigh, nervously chewing on my bottom lip. At least he wouldn't accompany me to my bedroom. Things could be worse.

“I'm sorry, sir, I don't know who you are.” I looked up at him confused. Dylan Warren always scared the crap out of me when I was a kid, and today was no different. The only difference was that right now, he thought I was his long lost daughter.

“Of course you don't, Jacqueline.” He said my name with such care and adoration, I felt my stomach flop. He reached out, his fingers moving towards my red locks as he pushed an errant strand behind my ear. “You've grown up so much, I can't believe you're here, but if I remember correctly, shouldn't you be in school, in Livery?” He wasn't accusing me of anything yet, or rather his daughter.

“I think you have me mistaken, sir. I don't know your daughter and I certainly don't know you.” I pulled from his grasp and took a step backwards, walking into Governor Craynor. Could this day get any worse? “I'm sorry, sir.” I turned, apologizing, to the Governor. “I was just heading for bed.”

I felt Craynor's strong grip on my shoulders as he kept me from moving. “What's going on here, Dylan?”

“Nothing, sir,” Dylan shook his head, “I was just asking the servant to bring me some tea.”

Craynor's eyes narrowed. “I see. You do remember, Dylan, we prefer to call our employees housekeepers, not servants. It reminds us of an unhappier time.”

Dylan agreed. “Yes, Governor.”

Craynor's smile faltered, his grip on my shoulders loosening as I chanced turning around to face him. “Was that all he asked of you, Jacqueline?”

Eager to get away from the two of them, the answer flowed like water. “Yes, sir. A cup of tea.”

“Very well.” Craynor nodded. “Please put the kettle on and prepare a cup of tea for Dylan. You can bring me one as well. We'll both be in the study.” His hold relaxed and I slipped from his grasp, rushing down the hall towards the kitchen.

“Tea?” I said aloud to no one in particular. My body froze as a gunshot rang out across the hall. My eyes widened in terror as I dropped to the ground. There were no drones, no planes coming to attack us. My body shook. I hid in the kitchen behind the island. I could hear commotion just outside the door.

“This is your fault,” Craynor scolded Dylan. “You should be thankful I only had one bullet in the chamber.” He laughed as if this was all some joke. “Find Lisa, bring her back at once. Inform her she's needed overnight and will be compensated adequately for her duties.”

“Yes, sir.” Dylan answered. His footsteps echoed towards the front door and a moment later I heard the latch clasp.

Frustration and fear filled me. I wanted to go home, back to Shadow. I was safer there, even with drones attacking our town. I knew I couldn't cower on the floor forever. If Craynor was expecting tea, he would come looking for it.

Picking myself up off the floor, I turned the kitchen light on. The kettle sat nestled above the stove. With shaking hands, I filled it with water and turned it on. It didn't take any training to figure out how to make tea. I dug around the kitchen, searching for tea bags. The cabinets banged shut as I sifted through, searching for the one ingredient I needed and couldn't find.

“Looking for something?” I heard Lisa's soft voice as she stood in the open entranceway of the kitchen.

“Mr. Warren and Govenor Craynor asked for a cup of tea,” I acknowledged. “Maybe you could point me in the direction of where I can find the tea bags?”

Lisa stepped further in and opened the pantry. She dug around for a few moments, pulling out the bags, cups, and sugar, mixing the ingredients just how both liked them. “That's odd, asking for your services so late at night. Even stranger they pulled me out of bed to help you.” She paused, having a good look at me. “You look pale. Are you feeling sick?”

“I'll be fine.” I smiled, trying not to raise suspicion.

Lisa nodded. “Even so, usually they call on Anita, the head housekeeper, for those necessities.” She looked puzzled by the situation. “Any idea where she is?”

“You don't want to know,” I muttered.

“Okay.” She pulled up a stool and sat down at the counter. “I know you're not from around here.” She studied me. I tried not to show any emotion or fear as she scrutinized me. “Even so, you look familiar.”

“How can that be?” I laughed at her words, the bile rising in my throat. It was impossible and so long as I held the glamour, I would be safe.

Lisa confessed with a soft sigh, “I don't know.” The kettle whistled, just in time for me to escape her curiosity and questions. I poured two cups of tea and carefully carried them upstairs to the study. Thankfully, the door was left ajar and I slowed as I approached, listening to their conversation.

“Why didn't you tell me you were bringing my daughter to Genesis?!” Dylan's voice echoed throughout the room.

“She's not your daughter,” Craynor retorted sharply. “You know the rules, Dylan. She shouldn't even be here, you're lucky I don't send her back to Livery or shoot her dead on the spot. I've already got one of your messes to clean up. I don't need two.”

My eyes widened in fear. If Craynor sent me away, I wasn't sure what would happen. Would I actually make it to Livery? What then? Would Jaxon be able to stop and aid in my escape? I needed to last two weeks; that was all.

“I know, sir,” Dylan answered. “I won't approach her again.”

Leaning towards the door to listen in, I tipped the cup in my right hand, burning flesh as the tea spilled out. “Shit!” I cursed beneath my breath as my eyes widened, realizing I'd likely be caught.

Craynor laughed. “Yeah, I'll believe that when I see it. Jacqueline, come on in.”

Carefully, I carried the steaming hot liquid into the study and placed both cups on the desk. “Have a good evening,” I offered, stepping one foot out of the room before Craynor stopped me.

“Not so fast,” Governor Craynor quipped. “I need you and Lisa to clean up Anita's room. There's a mess. Take it out back and put it in the dumpster. Then you're dismissed for the night.” I knew what that mess was before stepping into the room. I headed down the stairs and saw Lisa come out of the kitchen, shutting the lights off.

“We're needed in Anita's room,” I announced.

“Is she sick?” Lisa asked.

“That would be an improvement,” I muttered, grimacing as I pushed open her bedroom door. Anita had managed to get her uniform back on before being shot in the head. Blood stained the pillow beside her as I walked further into the room.

Lisa gasped, eyes wide in horror. “What happened?” Her voice stammered. “Who did this?”

I could hear the echo of footsteps coming down the stairs and pulled Lisa further into the room with me. I shut the door. “We need to clean this up and then forget this ever happened.”

“Why?” Lisa shook her head. “No, the Governor would never do anything like this. He's tough but I've never…” Her voice trailed off. “Kayla went missing a few years ago. Do you think…”

“It's not my place to guess.” Did she need it spelled out for her? Craynor was capable of murder. He'd killed Anita. It probably wasn't his first killing.

“What are we supposed to do with her body?” Lisa asked, walking towards the door, cracking it open to look both ways. The hallway was clear. “I can't carry her to the cemetery and we don't have a shovel.”

“He wants her thrown in the dumpster.” I grimaced as I approached the mattress. “Help me.” I gestured towards the body. “I can't carry her on my own.” Even if I could, I wasn't doing this alone.

“I'm not throwing her away like garbage!” Lisa crossed her arms. “Think of something else, Jacqueline.”

“We could grab some wood, wrap her body, and burn her.” I glanced around the small bedroom. It was mostly empty, except for the dresser against the wall. There were no trinkets, no signs of another life outside of Genesis. I couldn't help but wonder if anyone missed her from back home.

“How are we going to do that without getting caught?” Lisa asked.

“I don't know. Craynor will know we did it.” We were the ones that were told to throw the body away. “We could find a place in the far end of the lot and bury her.”

Lisa frowned. “No, I like the idea of burning her body. We'd be making a statement. Anita would have approved.”

“If we get caught, we'll be killed,” I reminded her. So much for staying out of trouble.

“He's killing his servants. You don't think that demands attention?” Lisa huffed. “I would have liked to know what I was getting involved in before I worked here.”

“It wasn't like you had a choice.” I reminded her bitterly. That was what we were fighting for: our freedom to make choices. Whether they were right or wrong, they were our choices to make.

“Even so,” Lisa scoffed, “she deserves more than being thrown away like a piece of trash.”

Footsteps clomped through the hallway, just outside the door. “Well whatever we decide, we need to do it fast.”

CHAPTER 22

Lisa and I found a stack of wood at the edge of the property. We carried it to the front lawn and laid it out as a bed. There'd been no more commotion from Craynor or Dylan. “Do you think they're asleep?” I asked Lisa as we wrapped Anita's body in her bed linens.

“Dylan hasn't left yet. They're probably still up in the study,” she answered. We quietly hauled Anita from the bedroom, through the hallway, and out the front door without incident. “Did you bring the matches?” Lisa asked as we placed her body on top of the wood pile.

“Right here.” I pulled out several packs from my pocket. I didn't know how many it would take to light the wood. The first match I struck died from the slight breeze. I wished I had Jaxon's power of being able to create fire from my hands. Right now it would have been helpful. Jaxon! I wasn't sure he could hear me. We never communicated telepathically, though right now I wished I had practiced it with more than just Joshua.

What's wrong? I heard Jaxon's voice and breathed a sigh of relief. Front lawn of the Governor's mansion. I need you ASAP. I didn't have to elaborate. I knew he'd come. I struck another match but had no luck in starting a fire.

“I think we need kindling.” Lisa frowned. “Paper or something flammable to help the fire catch.”

“Relax, I've got it covered.” I couldn't tell her about Jaxon. It was too risky. Across the lawn I could just make out a figure moving through the shadows. Lisa tensed beside me. “It's okay,” I assured her as he jogged up the front lawn. “He's with us.”

“What's going on?” Jaxon eyed the body and the woodpile below. “You need me to light it for you?”

Lisa gave him a curious look. “Are you sure we can trust him?”

Jaxon grinned. “Oh, I'm pretty sure.” He rubbed his hands together and rested them atop the wood. You could have done this, Olivia. With a little practice.

I'd never been able to master the element of fire. Although, my training hadn't focused on it. Within seconds the wood caught fire, lighting up as he moved his hands over the body, doing the same thing.

“How did you…” Lisa's eyes went wide and her words trailed off.

Jaxon turned, his eyes staring at her sharply. “You can't tell anyone. If you do, I'll see to it Craynor knows you put the body on the front lawn.”

“I promise, I won't say anything.” Lisa was adamant.

My eyes widened as I heard the door slam shut. “Jaxon, get out of here.” I hissed. He hadn't been seen and I could feel Governor Craynor coming.

“I can't leave you,” Jaxon answered. That's not part of the plan.

“Neither was this.” I shook my head. “You're no good to me locked up or dead. Get out of here. Come back and find us when it's time. Two weeks from Saturday,” I gave him a stern look before he vanished into thin air. When the hell had he learned that trick? I hated being the last to know everything!

“Jacqueline! Lisa!” Craynor's voice echoed as he walked up the front lawn. “What have we here?” The color from the fire danced across his angered face. “Both of you inside! You're lucky I don't have you and your families killed for this display.” He gripped my arm along with Lisa's, dragging us back inside the Governor's mansion. I refused to glance back towards the open expanse of land and trees that lined it a few hundred feet away. Jaxon was probably watching from there, waiting for his next move. I imagined what it would have been like to get away, to go home or even to the rebel alliance where he was sheltered during the night. I knew Craynor would stop at nothing to find us. He'd raid every home, trash every building until he got what he wanted: us. We were better off giving in, letting him think he won. It was about strategy and preparing for the winning move.

CHAPTER 23

Nearly two weeks had passed since arriving in Genesis. Once again I'd been under arrest, but this time it was house arrest. I hadn't seen Jaxon since the night of Anita's death. I hoped he'd gotten away and that Craynor hadn't known there was a third person. Lisa had been locked in another room. Neither of us had contact with one another, and I could only hope she kept this secret.

From my room, I glanced at the clock, doing my best to keep an eye on the time. I could hear the music down below and the constant chime of the door. Guests had been arriving for two hours straight for the Governor's Ball but there had been a lull during the past forty-five minutes. Everyone must have arrived.

I could hear a rumble of thunder in the distance. I didn't know if it was the rebel alliance or a storm coming, but was there a difference? My room had no windows: it was impossible to know the weather. I hadn't seen sunlight since I arrived in Genesis. I hoped after today I'd be free again. I heard a set of swift footsteps, and I stood up from the mattress, heading for the door. “Jaxon?” I hoped he was here.

“We need to get you out of here.” It was Jaxon's voice.

Relief flooded my face. “How?” I asked, watching from inside my room as the lock glowed an eerie shade of orange and red before it crumbled.

Jaxon pushed open the door. “Let's get out of here.”

“What about Lisa?” I asked as we headed down the corridor, careful not to be seen.

“She's not in her room,” Jaxon answered. “She was released earlier this week to tend to the mansion. She helped prepare for the ball. I have no idea where she is. We don't have time.” He gripped my arm and opened the front door. Rain was coming down in buckets.

“Great,” I muttered, knowing there was little choice but to get wet. “It's time?” I knew the answer without having to ask. The rumbling grew louder. It wasn't thunder but a loud plane, a drone flying overhead. It had to be Joshua.

“Now!” Jaxon's eyes widened and he pulled me with him. The glamour disappeared as fear overtook my mind and Jaxon's glamour wavered too as he dragged me out the door and into the rain. We ran as fast and as far as we could from the lawn of the mansion just as fury dropped from the sky. I felt my body thrown to the ground and Jaxon's on top of me, covering my body as best he could. I felt the intense wave of heat scorching my skin but not physically burning me. Flames billowed up into the sky and smoke rose faster as the rain slowed to a halt. I heard the siren then, the alarm system built in case of an attack or raid on Genesis. I never remembered it actually being used or even tested but clearly it worked. “Jaxon, we have to move.” I tried to push his body off mine, knowing that if we were outside and there were any survivors, they'd know we were involved. How else would we have been lucky enough to escape? “Jaxon?” I rolled him off me and moved to sit up.

“Go, Olive,” he groaned in agony, pain etched across his face as he gripped my hand. “Go find your mother.”

“I can't leave you.” I stared down, my hands trying to heal him. From a distance I heard the roar of another plane, or was it the same one? I couldn’t be certain.

“No.” he gripped my hand, his strength wavering. “They'll see; they'll know who we are. You can't do that.” We'd already risked so much in front of Lisa. I knew he was right but I didn’t agree with him. The engine of the drone grew louder as another bomb dropped, this one on the medical center. I felt the ground quake and I covered Jaxon's body with my own. Thankfully we lay far enough away from the second explosion that no debris hit us.

“I can't let you die!” The words left my lips before I meant them to. Maybe you were supposed to pretend to be strong, to not let someone dying know they weren't going to make it, but I'd be damned if I would let Jaxon die on my watch.

“You have to.” I could see onlookers in the distance through the smoke. Neighbors came outside, curious to the commotion and the evident bombing onf their town. The heavy sound of boots against pavement reminded me that I would be caught if I didn't move.

“I'm sorry, Jaxon. I'm so sorry.” I wanted to stay, I needed to help, but then we'd both be dead. I left him there, on the front lawn beneath the towering smoke and just a few feet from the rubble. The smoke sheltered me long enough so I could maneuver away from the Governor's mansion without being seen.

Knowing night would quickly fall, I edged my way through town, doing my best to remain unseen. The glamour had disappeared and I was too exhausted to raise it back up. I needed sleep and I only had one place I could go—Jaxon was right—home.

CHAPTER 24

I reached my mother's house and felt my hands tremble as I knocked on the door. There was a long moment, a heavy pause, before she opened it. “Olive!” she gasped, throwing her arms around my body. “You're alive!” I felt her tense at the sound outside as gunfire erupted. “Quick, get inside,” she ushered, shutting and locking the door behind me. “I've been so worried about you. You're okay though…?” Her thumb stroked the dirt from my cheek, only managing to smudge it further.

“I will be.” I nodded. “Things are different Mom, outside the walls.” I didn’t know how to explain it to her without giving too much information. Some secrets I wasn’t sure were ready to be told.

She closed and secured the blinds. “Have a seat,” she insisted, gesturing to the sofa. I waited until she returned to the living room before I sat down. “What are you doing back here, Olivia? You know you shouldn't be here.”

“I know.” I saw the look of concern, the worry in her eyes, the wrinkles on her forehead as her lip quivered. She pulled me into her arms, embracing me. “Even so, I'm glad you're back.”

I didn’t tell her it wasn’t for good, though she must have known considering our current situation. “I need help: allies.” I stared at her, hoping she knew someone in Genesis who would be willing to stand alongside and fight with the rebel alliance.

She frowned. “I may know of a few, but Olive,” she paused, “don't get yourself into any trouble.” I tried not to laugh at her request. “Come with me.” My mother led me into her bedroom. I hesitated by the doorframe, the room so familiar, too familiar. Everything in Genesis looked the same, every home, every room—the furniture, the bedding. It made my stomach turn as I remembered being arrested in my own home. “Olive.” My mother quickly pulled me from my thoughts. “Help me move the mattress.”

“What are we looking for?” I asked as I helped her push the mattress off and away from the bed. I spotted a loose floorboard: it looked slightly discolored. She left the room for only a minute, returning with a butter knife. She tipped the end into the board, lifting it up and out. “Here.” She handed me a dagger and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Where'd you get this?” I couldn’t imagine my mother ever using a dagger, let alone knowing how to use one.

“It was your father's,” she replied solemnly.

“You know he's still alive, right?” I caught the curious spark in her eye. “I saw him, in a city a few hours from here, Torv.”

My mother didn’t answer. I didn’t blame her. I didn't believe it myself, and I had seen him with my own eyes. I wasn't happy about it either, I was just glad she didn’t take out her anger on me. “I wish I could teach you how to use this,” she whispered, glancing at my palm as I held the dagger in my hands.

“Don't worry, I've had all the training I need,” I assured her.

Hang in there! Joshua's words made my heart soar. Rebel soldiers are almost in town.

Where are you? I asked. Bullets pelted the buildings. I ducked, afraid one might pierce the window of my mother's home. My mother dropped onto the ground beside me.

If we came any sooner, the attack wouldn't have been a surprise. Flat land sucks and Cabal soldiers have quite the lookout tower. I wanted to smile, to scream out that reinforcements are coming and Genesis will be taken down for good, but my mother was speaking and two voices at once was too much to distinguish.

My eyes widened in horror as I heard an insistent knock at the door. Soldiers. It had to be them: no one else would be outside as sirens and bombs dropped from the sky. “You need to hide, Olive. If they find you—” My mother's breath caught in her throat, distraught. “I can't lose you again.” I moved to stand and the ground quaked from another bomb exploding outside. This one wasn't dropped by drone, it wasn't part of our plan.

Regaining my balance, I rested a hand on her shoulder. “You won't.” I moved to her cheek and dropped a faint kiss before taking the dagger with me to the door. I kept it in my right hand, behind my back as I opened the door with my left hand. “Can I help you?” I asked with the fakest smile I could muster. I was surprised any soldiers remained, considering their leaders were dead. Had a new one tried to rise to power?

“Yes, step aside, ma'am.” I moved aside only long enough to allow two soldiers inside our home, then shut the door to keep our neighbors from witnessing what I was about to do. My right arm came up and swiped the man across the neck with the dagger. He dropped like a bag of potatoes, falling in a heap all over the floor.

“Olive!” My mother shrieked and I didn’t know if she was trying to scold me for my actions or let me know another soldier had now positioned his gun at me. I wasn’t afraid, even though I knew I should have been.

I didn’t have time to think, only react. My hands moved for the barrel of the gun, letting the dagger hit the floor. Maybe it was a bad idea: I was best on defense and the dagger was my only tool of offense I'd managed to learn. It didn’t matter. The soldier staggered backwards as I shoved the gun with full force backwards into the man and he shuddered back, surprised. No one ever put up a fight. He probably wasn’t even trained in actual combat. “Now's your chance: you can run, go to the Gravelands, and never come back.” I smiled, taunting him. I knew I was just pissing him off and likely would get my ass kicked for it.

“Fat chance in hell.” He beckoned, one hand coming at me to jab me across the face. I jumped back, avoiding the hit with a maneuver that startled him, reaching for the lamp.

“Touché!” I ripped the cord of the lamp from the wall as I smacked the soldier over the head with it, watching him buckle down onto the ground. He was out cold.

“Olivia!” My mother's voice echoed with a gasp of horror and shock at what I'd just done.

“Don't look at me like that.” I felt her cold stare, frightened as she saw what I had to do to protect us. Except I'm not sure she saw it the same way I did. “If we don't kill him, he's just going to bring reinforcements.” I bent down and handed her the dagger.

“No.” My mother shook her head. “It's not right.”

“What they're doing to us, that's right?” I asked, shocked. “If you want to tie him up, put him in your bedroom. Just make sure he can't get loose.”

“Where are you going?” I heard her rummage around the drawers, searching for rope or anything that would restrain the soldier.

“Finding my backup.” I called over my shoulder.

It wasn't hard to find the rebel alliance. A roar of vehicles sounded in the distance as gunfire erupted towards the edge of town. I stepped outside my childhood home, the air smelling of smoke and the haze lingering over the ground. I took the dagger with me, making my way along the road. Two men came upon a soldier, tackled him to the ground, grabbed his gun, and shot him. I wasn't in it for killing people; it was different when you were being attacked—or even provoked. You stepped foot in my house, and yes, I'd slit your throat. Out here on the street, it felt different, grittier.

“Hold up right there.” I heard an unfamiliar voice, one of the men who had just killed the soldier. “It's late for a kid to be out at this hour.”

“I'm no kid. Name's Olivia Parker,” I answered as I lifted my hand to show my dagger. “Part of the rebel alliance,” I announced. “And you are?”

“At your service.” The first one bowed and then laughed. My stomach twisted with dread. “I'm Jordan and this is Joel. Jaxon told us you'd be coming. We're working on gathering more troops to strengthen the rebel alliance. What do you need from us, Olivia?”

If they knew Jaxon, then I could trust them. “You read my mind.” I offered a weak smile. “What do you intend on doing with the soldiers who won't back down?” I already knew the answer, without having to ask.

Joel's face hardened. “We kill them.”

Jordan shot Joel a quick look, I wasn't quite sure why. “Listen.” Jordan rested a hand on my shoulder as he walked me further into the shadow beneath the trees. “I know you're a part of this, whether you want to be or not.” His eyes locked on mine. “But these men are ferocious: they'll stop at nothing. They'll shoot you before they even know which side you're on.”

I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “What if you're wrong? What if there are soldiers who don't want to fight for Cabal?”

Jordan frowned. “I don't believe that to be the case.”

“I have information.” I turned and shifted on the balls of my feet. I lifted myself as best I could on my tiptoes to meet his stare, come face-to-face with him at eye-level. “The soldiers are coming from a town outside of here, Torv. Those men, they just want to go home. Give them the option first. If they don't take it…” I paused. “Do what you must.”

Jordan shot Joel a quick look and then nodded towards me. “Looks like someone grew an inch or two,” Jordan smirked. “I'll see what I can do. What are you going to do?”

“I need to see if Dylan Warren is still alive.” I didn't wait for an answer.

I jogged to the Warrens’ house, knocking repeatedly on the door. “Go away!” I heard a shout from the inside.

“Mr. Warren, it's Olivia.” I wasn't sure that would be enough to let me in. Maybe I should have pretended to be his daughter again.

Slowly the door unlatched and he opened it, only to pull me inside and slam the door behind him. Already we'd broken the rules. I wasn't allowed to step foot in another's home. It was improper and illegal. Not that the rules had stopped Dylan a few weeks ago. “Where's my son?”

“Honestly, I don't know.” It was the truth. “Last I saw, he was okay though.” I did my best to assure him. “We need your help, Mr. Warren.” I offered him the best smile I could muster, as I reached out to rest a hand on his arm. “You owe me.”

“What?” He scoffed at the idea. “I don't owe you anything, Olivia.”

I rolled my eyes in frustration and glamoured just long enough that he could see me shift into Jacqueline. His eyes widened. “It was you, all along!”

“I guess you could say that,” I smirked. “You owe me. I didn't rat you out to Craynor.”

“Anita's dead. You keeping your mouth shut doesn't change any of it.”

“I didn't kill her!” I gasped. “It was your fault. You couldn't hide your indiscretions better. Besides, I could have told Craynor in the hallway that you admitted to knowing who I was. That wouldn't have ended well for you.” I put him in his place.

Dylan huffed. “As if it matters anymore. Not a chance I'm doing anything for you. I lost my wife, my daughter, and my son. I can assure you, Olivia, you are not at the top of my list of people to help.”

“Don't blame me for the situation you put yourself in,” I retorted. “All this,” I gestured, “is because people are unhappy with the way things are. You can't make children in a lab and not expect consequences, especially when you send the second born away. Or worse,” I continued. “When you force people who don't love each other to marry.”

Dylan's eyes narrowed. “None of that was my fault or my doing.”

“Do you tell yourself that so you can sleep at night?” I shot back. “I'm sure Joshua would love to know the truth about his father.”

“What truth?” He had no idea what I was talking about.

“Seriously?” I laughed, the dagger twirling in my hand. “You're joking, right? Was Anita a willing participant? I'm guessing you didn't give her a choice and then she was murdered over it. You disgust me,” I snarled. “Maybe he's better off knowing who his father is, even if it means losing you.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Listen, you little brat.” He dropped his hands to his side. “I don't know why you're here or what you want, but I can assure you, what I had with Anita was consensual.”

“I'd ask her but it's a little too late for that,” I retorted.

“In a few weeks, it won't matter anymore. No one will care.” He walked towards the window, casting the shade aside as he glanced outside. “Everything's changing.”

“Yes, everything is,” I agreed. “You want your son back in your life, you'll do as I tell you.”

Dylan sighed as he shifted on his feet. “Fine, what is it you want from me?”

A few minutes later, I walked alongside Dylan Warren as we approached what had once been the Governor's mansion. It was no longer engulfed in flames, but a mess of rubble strewn across the lawn.

My stomach flopped as I surveyed the damage. I was thankful Jaxon's body was moved, but saddened I had no idea where he'd been taken. Some Cabal soldiers dug through rubble, looking for survivors. I guessed they were searching for their leader.

“What do you expect from me?” Dylan stopped walking, watching the aftermath of our destruction.

“All in due time,” I answered, confident of my actions. I had to be confident; I had no other choice. Showing weakness would get me killed. To the right of the rubble, I could see Jordan and a small band of followers he'd managed to round up. I didn't know how many were originally part of the rebel alliance but at least our numbers were growing in Genesis. He gave me a brief salute, letting me know he saw me. “This way.” I led Dylan towards Jordan and the mix of soldiers. There were twelve in total, three wearing the Cabal uniform and the rest of them neighbors.

“Where's Joel?” I inquired, taking a quick headcount of our small army.

“Trying to rally more support.” Jordan glanced around. “We have another dozen soldiers with him.”

“Cabal soldiers?” I asked, surprised.

Jordan smiled. “Yes, ma'am. They just want to go home and seeing as how all the governors are dead, the tide seems to be turning.”

“So it is,” I mused, glad the soldiers accepted our terms. Even with an army of two dozen, we wouldn’t have enough support if an air strike occurred, or if any additional men from the Cabal army rode into town. For now, it would have to suffice.

CHAPTER 25

“We got incoming!” From atop the stone wall, a rebel sat watching for troops.

“Everybody get in position!” Jordan shouted orders as the rebels raised their shotguns and pistols they'd stolen off dead troops. I refused to use a gun. I hadn't been trained with one, and so long as I wasn't on the front line, I'd be fine. At least, I hoped as much.

I crouched down behind the rubble of what had once been a house. I didn't know who lived there or why the Cabal soldier had burned it to the ground, only that it must have been in retaliation. The remains were black and charred. I coughed from the fumes. Even though it wasn't smoldering, it reeked of smoke.

From a crouching position, I could see headlights directed straight for town moving through the open gate. It had been knocked down sometime during the chaos of the past few hours. Without much warning or hesitation, shots ripped through the vehicles on their approach.

My eyes widened in terror, recognizing that it wasn't a military truck. “Stop!” I screamed, running out from my position. “Stop! They're rebels!” I shrieked at the top of my lungs, “They're with us!” I knew they were coming but it had taken longer than I'd anticipated. It took a few moments for the firing to cease and the air to still as the first vehicle rolling in slammed into a house and caught fire. “Shit,” I muttered, rushing towards the scene. I didn't know who was in the car and didn't care: they were one of us and we could have killed them. “You idiots!” I couldn't believe the mess they'd made. Did they not know the difference between a military vehicle and any other mode of transportation? Of course they didn't, they'd never seen anything outside of Genesis. I was furious and fuming as I approached the vehicle.

I could hear footsteps behind me, whispers and chatter. I couldn't make out any words, my focus was on whoever was trapped inside. My eyes widened in terror as I caught a glimpse of brown hair, a head hanging forward, trapped by the seatbelt and unconscious. “Joshua!” I screamed, eyes wide in fear as the vehicle began to catch ablaze. “Nooooo!” I shrieked and felt the ground vibrate from my scream. As quickly as the flames rose, they diminished. Smoke filled the area and I reached for the door handle, not caring that it burned my hand as I pulled it open. “Josh, come on, Josh, wake up.” I didn't wait for anyone else to help. My fingers went to the seatbelt, unlatching it as his body fell forward into my arms. “It's okay, I've got you.” I wasn't sure that it was okay but I kept telling myself he'd be fine.

As I pulled his body from the car and down onto the ground, the car barely shielded us from prying eyes. “You can't die on me.” My voice caught in my throat, only now seeing the blood seeping through his shirt. His stomach bled profusely. “Damn it!” I screamed, my voice echoing against the stone wall.

“What can we do?” I heard Jordan's voice but refused to look up. Tears filled my eyes, and my hands shook as I leant down over Josh's body.

“Just go away,” I mumbled, sobbing into his chest. “Go away!” I screamed even louder, hearing his retreating steps. I lowered my lips to Joshua's. His skin was pale, ashen, his breathing labored, barely visible, but he hadn't died, not yet. “You will not give up, do you hear me?” I gave him a kiss, hard and filled with passion. I poured energy to him, gasping as I pulled back, tears covering his cheeks as much as my own from my pain. “I love you, Josh.” I covered the injury on his chest with my hands, letting my energy and will to live pass through him. I didn't know if it would work. I'd done it once with Drezden: I had to be able to heal Joshua. “Come on.” I closed my eyes, feeling a warmth spread through my fingers, burning my hands, the nerves tingling as if they were on fire. My hands trembled from exhaustion before finally stilling. “Josh?” His shirt was still covered in blood. I refused to look up, to know if anyone witnessed what I'd done. It could get us both killed.

He groaned, the color returning to his cheeks. “What happened?” His voice was raspy, his throat raw. “Where am I?” He was disoriented.

“You're in Genesis.” I smiled, staring down at him.

“You're alive,” Dylan gasped. I turned around to see his father standing behind me as he walked around to give Joshua a hug. “I missed you, son.”

“I missed you too.” Joshua returned the hug before we both helped him to his feet. “I'm okay,” he insisted, lifting the hem of his shirt. There was a slight scar and dried blood but the injury had healed.

Dylan raised an inquisitive eye as he glanced at me. “What the hell are you, child?”

“Just an ordinary girl.” I laughed nervously, hoping I wasn't in more danger from what I'd just done.

“I'm not sure I'd call you that.” Dylan wrapped an arm around Joshua's waist. “Let me get you home.”

“Dad,” Joshua resisted.

“No. Listen, son. Everyone thinks you're dead. If you show up in Town Square perfectly fine and healthy, it'll look suspicious.”

“I am healthy and fine,” Joshua reminded his father.

Dylan shot me a look. “Tell him you agree with me.”

I didn't want to agree with Dylan. “Your father's right.” I had to do what was best for Joshua and for myself.

Dylan let out a sigh of relief. “Good. I can get him home unnoticed. There's a meeting going on right now, Olivia. You should be a part of it.”

“Me?” I was shocked. “Why?”

“Just go,” he insisted, patting me on the back to move along.

My stomach somersaulted, uncertain if I should leave Joshua alone with his father. I didn't think Dylan would hurt his son, but after what he'd witnessed, I wasn't sure. “Okay, I'll be back.” I stared at Joshua, letting him tell me if he wasn't okay. You got this? I mentally asked, knowing he'd tell me if he didn't.

I'll be fine; you should see what my father is talking about. I'll catch up with you later, for a proper reunion. I leaned in, dropping a quick kiss to his cheek before heading towards the commotion in town.

From atop the stage, the same platform where the marriage ceremony and ‘The Day of the Chosen’ took place, Jordan rallied the people.

“We can't stand by and watch our children be taken from us. We're slaves to the government. They oppress us, show us only what they want us to see. Tell us only what they want us to know!” His voice echoed among the crowd. “We shall rise up together, as a new nation.” Jordan's eyes locked on mine. “There are losses among us, great ones we will remember and recognize. Joshua Warren—”

I cut him off, walking through the crowd. “Joshua isn't dead.” A murmur erupted through the town. Jordan gave me a puzzled look, certain he'd witnessed his death. “He's healing,” I offered. “By morning we hope he'll be well enough to be on his feet.” I didn't need to tell them he was already walking around just fine.

“How can that be?” A voice erupted in the audience. I turned, trying to find who asked the question, but couldn't see the person.

“A miracle.” It was all I could offer. I spotted Elsa and Chloe, giving them a faint nod. “Tell us what you're proposing we do, as a community.” I let him lead. After all, that was his job. At the same time, I wasn't going to let him destroy this new world we had worked to build if he had any ill intentions.

Jordan gave me a quizzical look before continuing his speech. “Governors rose from power given to them, not awarded on a fair system. We will vote for those we want to see in office. We will give true equality to the men and women of this nation. We will grant them freedom and, yes, we'll have to develop a proper system to have children, but no baby should be taken from his or her home. An election will follow and we will choose our leaders to represent the people.” He glanced at me, seeing if I was in approval of his message. I didn't want to tell him the system would be in shambles for a while, and that the people needed stability and assurances that their needs would be considered. “Would you like to come up here?” Jordan offered, waving me up. He knew the people respected me and many had wondered what had happened after I'd disappeared.

The crowd quieted as I stepped onto the platform. My eyes moved over the crowd and I offered a reassuring smile. “First, I want to thank everyone for coming out here tonight. I know it's past curfew and the world seems to be changing but I promise you, we are not alone in this change. Right now the other towns are in the middle of an uprising, a full-blown revolution,” I explained. “Many of the soldiers who patrolled this town and the outer walls are citizens of the outside cities. They've never told you this. It was forbidden. There is much to be discussed and much to learn. I'm in agreement with Jordan's proposal of an election and we, as a community, need to develop a new set of laws. I've been to Torv, a town hours from here by vehicle, but one full of hope and promise. With electricity and modern technology they are not much different than us,” I elaborated. “I'd like to recommend we elect three leaders who will represent our town and come to Torv for an election as we rebuild a democracy.”

“We want you, Olivia!” I heard a shout in the crowd and couldn't see quite where it came from in the darkness.

“I am not looking to be your leader,” I answered. “Your leader should be someone from Genesis. Someone who will represent what is best for the people. Someone who will put others first and be honest and fair.”

A murmur erupted through the crowd as they discussed this new information. “I will remain on the council as long as I can,” I offered and the commotion slowly simmered down. I couldn't explain that this no longer felt like home. I didn't know where I fit in this new world. I only knew I didn't want to be tied down, responsible for knowing what was best for everyone.

“The good news: with all of your hard work and sacrifice, the government's military has disbanded,” I announced. A loud cheer erupted from the crowd.

“Any word on the other cities?” Another voice echoed in the crowd.

Elsa moved forward towards the platform with an eager nod as I helped her step up and approach the crowd. “We have members of the rebel alliance in all the cities of Cabal. The rebels in Provisions locked themselves in protecting their food source. Eventually they'll come out. The citizens of Livery were already in a full revolt against the government when rebels from Fora arrived. Fora citizens were able to squash the small military force that was in Livery. I haven't heard anything from the towns of Edifice, the other Genesis towns, or Maven.”

“There are other Genesis towns?” Curiosity spread as voices rose, asking more questions.

Jordan held up his hand and gestured for everyone to be quiet so that Elsa could elaborate.

“Yes, there are other Genesis cities, just like yours. They were used for breeding, to ensure a mixed and healthy population.” Elsa explained. Another voice, older and gruffer, answered me. “How will we decide who to elect?”

I nodded. “I've learned much about history and our past. An election will be cast where everyone may vote for the candidates they wish to see in office.” I tried to remember the lessons in Haven I'd read and the books back home I'd studied. “We will hold a debate and let the candidates tell you what they stand for. What they believe in and the laws they wish to enact. From that debate the people of Genesis will choose who they wish to represent the community. Two weeks from today shall be the election.” I stepped off the stage with Elsa following behind me. The crowd made room for me as I moved swiftly back towards Joshua's childhood home. I wanted to be with him.

“Back so soon?” he teased as I opened the front door and saw him sitting on the sofa.

“For now.” I smiled, scooting next to him, resting my head on his shoulder. “Where's your father?” I asked, running my hand along his thigh.

“He's in the kitchen, trying to prepare me a good meal before we go home.”

“Home?” I repeated, letting out a heavy sigh. Even with the changes that would come, Genesis couldn't be home, not with what Joshua and I had become.

“I thought you'd want to go back to Shadow because Adelaide is there.”

“She is one of the reasons I want to go back.” At one point, she was the only reason I cared about staying in Shadow. For months, I'd wanted to leave, to escape. Now that I had the chance, I wasn't sure where else to go. Joshua and I, we didn't fit into any city in this world. Not with the things we were capable of doing. To imagine a life without using my abilities wouldn't have seemed so trivial if it wasn't for nearly losing the one person I loved, Joshua. I couldn't take a risk that I'd be forbidden from using them elsewhere. Shadow would have to be home.

“One of the reasons?” he repeated. “There are others?” He softly brushed his lips against mine. “Things may begin to change,” he breathed, staring at me, “once an election takes place and the representatives meet at Torv. It's likely families who had children taken will want them back.”

“I know, things are going to become a mess.” I didn't want any part of figuring out how to resolve it. Adelaide had already been through so much. “Have I screwed up?” I asked, closing my eyes and wishing it all away. “I don't want to pull her away from the only family she knows.” I felt terrible.

“Change takes time,” Joshua remarked. “Perhaps we can arrange a system that will allow for children wishing to know their birth parents the opportunity to see their families again.”

I shook my head in dismay. “They're still stolen children,” I remarked. “This is a disaster.” My mind raced. “What are we going to do?”

“We?” Joshua asked. He hadn't moved. “The way I see it, you get to ask the tough questions when you handle the debate. The candidates will have to figure out what laws to propose.”

“You heard about the debate?” I asked, surprised.

“I may have snuck out of the house,” Joshua smiled. “I promise though, no one saw me. At least not for who I am.”

“You didn't?” My mouth dropped. “Glamour?”

“You're not the only special one,” he smiled, leaning in and stealing a brief kiss from my lips. “I figured it out too.”

I laughed gently resting my hand against his chest. “In all seriousness.” I stared at him. “You and me. What are we going to do?”

His thumb stroked my cheek. “We go home, we don't worry about it. It's not our job to change the world, well, any more than we already have,” he laughed.

CHAPTER 26

As we packed the car, I knew there was one person I needed to say goodbye to before we left. I never had the chance the last time.

Joshua accompanied me as we walked up the front lawn towards the door. I gave a brief knock, knowing she was home but wondering if she'd answer. After everything that happened, I hadn't seen her much during the uprising in Genesis.

She pulled open the door and embraced me in a tight hug. “I wish I could convince you to stay.”

I sighed, feeling the heat of her stare. “I don't belong here.”

“I wish I could tell you that weren't true. That you do belong here.” My mother paused, considering her words. She looked distraught. Heavy bags lined her eyes and her skin was glistening and pale.

“What's wrong?” I swallowed the nerves, pressing forward.

She gestured us inside, shutting the door behind us. “There are rumors about the two of you, they don't make sense, witchcraft, magic.” She laughed at how absurd it sounded. “Some people think you helped Joshua rise from the dead.”

“That's insane,” Joshua answered, keeping a straight face. “I hit my head in the vehicle, Olivia pulled me out, and the rest, they imagined.”

Samantha nodded. “Maybe they did, maybe they didn't. It's not for me to decide. Like I said, it sounds preposterous, but I also saw the fire, felt the quake when you screamed.”

My face turned ghastly.

“Yes.” My mother stared at me. “I know you've got a secret, one I can't quite explain and I'm not sure I'd want you to. Just do yourself a favor and don't come back here. It's not safe for you both. People are growing afraid of you and it scares me what they might do.”

The butterflies that had been anxiously fluttering in my stomach were now violent as I wiped my hands on my dirty clothes. “Goodbye, Mom.” I gave her one last hug and a kiss to her cheek before opening the door and heading down to the street.

I climbed into the backseat of a military vehicle while Jordan sat up front with Joshua. Josh drove us outside of Genesis, past the walls and out of view of the towers. It wasn't a far drive, twenty or thirty minutes on dirt and grass. We approached the drones and Joshua stopped the vehicle, turned it off, and got out. I did the same, staring up at the huge drones as I came face to face with them. They were massive, and I was frightened to know this is what had destroyed Haven.

“You came in this?” I asked Joshua, already knowing the answer as I stared up at the gray planes. They were twice my size and height. The wingspan was unbelievable. I walked up, my fingers unable to stop themselves from touching the metal. I was transfixed.

“Do you need me for anything else?” I heard Jordan's voice and spun around on my heels. He was waiting to take the car back to Genesis.

“We'll see you around.” I shook Jordan's hand, as did Joshua, saying goodbye.

“Maybe I'll see you both in Torv in two weeks.” He was hopeful he'd get elected from Genesis. “Stay safe,” Jordan called out before he climbed into the driver's seat and took off back in the direction we had come from, Genesis.

“How does this work?” I asked as I stared up at one of five drones in a field of grass. My stomach somersaulted.

“You can cram in and fly with me or have your own drone to fly back in,” Joshua offered.

“I don't know how to fly a drone!” Was he kidding?

“I'll be manning all the controls. You just have to sit back and relax.” He opened the hatch for me to get in. “So what'll it be?”

I didn't have to think about it. “You're flying with me.” There was no way I was getting in a drone on my own. If something went wrong, Joshua knew how to interact with the machine and could keep us both out of trouble.

“Climb in,” he offered, and I did, squeezing in before Joshua joined me on the seat. He closed the lid to the drone as he sat down. We were nestled tight in one seat. “This is cozy,” he teased, pressing the buttons as he turned on the plane. I tensed behind him. “Hold on and relax, I've got it covered.” There wasn't much else I could do but hold on. My arms wrapped around his waist as my legs were positioned at either side of him. “You're squeezing me to death.” He nudged my arm from his stomach, for me to loosen my hold.

“Sorry, just nervous,” I confessed.

“Don't be, I've done this before.” Joshua sounded like a pro, confident in what he was doing. I closed my eyes the moment I felt the drone lurch forward and begin to move along the grass as he turned us around.

“How are we going to get the other drones home?” My eyes opened just enough to peek out the window. When I did, I found myself unable to stop looking. The world was passing by, quicker than from a car, and I felt my stomach sink as the nose of the plane tilted up and we were lifted off the ground.

“Take a look to your left and right,” Josh answered.

I did just that, my eyes glanced out the window, and a few feet behind us I could see the drones catching up. We were staggered in a pattern with Joshua leading the fleet and there were two to our left and two to our right. “You're doing that?” I gasped.

“Impressed?” He teased.

“You have no idea,” I whispered in awe.

CHAPTER 27

Arriving back to Shadow the same day we left Genesis was incredible! The drone had gotten us home in just a few short hours. Everyone who had traveled with us to Genesis had left days ago and was now arriving. Joshua landed the drone smoothly, the other planes coming in to land behind him one after another. He parked the plane in the hanger, returning it where it had been hidden for months.

Joshua opened the lid and climbed out, offering me his hand. I took it, groaning as I stepped from the plane. The movement from air back to land made me momentarily unsteady on my feet. He gripped my waist as I staggered forward. “Careful,” he whispered. “It takes some getting used to.”

“How many times have you done this?” It was impressive.

“I've lost count,” Joshua confessed. “Come on, let's go home. I could use a shower and lunch.”

I wasn't in the house but five minutes when I heard the door. “Who do you think that is?” I glanced back at Joshua as I headed down the stairs. I had been pulling out a fresh change of clothes when I'd heard the door.

“No clue,” he called down to me.

I unlocked the door, pleasantly surprised to see Adelaide standing there with her teddy bear in hand. It had been hand sewn and looked a little worn but she clung to it for life. “You're okay!” she squealed in delight and I bent down, wrapping my arms around her.

“Of course,” I smiled, hugging her tight. “I missed you.”

Adelaide laughed. “I missed you more.” She showed me her bear. “Guess what I named her,” she boasted proudly.

“What?” I asked with an eager smile.

“Olive.” She laughed, hugging me again. “Did you hear there's going to be a parade tomorrow?”

“A parade?” I smiled, glancing behind me as I heard Joshua coming down the stairs. “Did you hear that?”

“Sounds fun,” Joshua grinned, coming to sit on the bottom stair. “Hey there, tiger.” He laughed as Adelaide came over and hugged Joshua too.

“You'll be at the parade, right?” She nodded eagerly. “Please?”

I smiled, “How could I say no to that?” I glanced at Joshua. “I think we have to go to the parade. Adelaide asked nicely.”

Joshua laughed. “Well if we have to, then I guess it's settled. We'll be there tomorrow.”

I shut the door and watched from the window as Adelaide headed home. I felt Joshua's warm embrace from behind as I spun around in his arms.

“How did things go in Genesis while you were cooped up with Craynor?” he asked.

My face paled just thinking of Anita. “He killed the head housekeeper,” I whispered, taking his hand and leaning my face into his neck, finding warmth in his embrace. “Then Craynor told me and another girl, Lisa, to throw her in the trash.”

I felt him pull back slightly. My eyes looked up, seeing his widen in shock. “Wow.” He paused. “Come on,” he insisted, taking my hand as he led me up the stairs to our bedroom.

“We didn't listen to Craynor. Which just caused more problems for us,” I confessed. “We wanted to make a statement, so we burned her body on the front lawn of the property.” Joshua led me to the mattress and I took a seat at the edge of the bed.

“Seriously?”

I nodded, remembering what we'd done. My eyes stared down at the bedspread. “Jaxon helped since I couldn't get the wood to light.” I paused with a sigh. “Lisa and I got caught. I made sure Jaxon got away so that the plan would happen, even if I couldn't be a part of it.”

His hand smoothed over my back in soft circles. “That was brave of you, Olive.”

“Or stupid,” I admitted. “I ran into your father in the mansion.”

“That's not a huge surprise. He does a lot of work with Craynor.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” I wasn't sure if I should confess the reason Anita had been killed. What good would it do if he wasn't planning on returning to Genesis and seeing his father again? “That reminds me, there's something I want to do and I'd like your help.”

Joshua's forehead creased. “What is it?” he asked. I climbed off the bed and dug around beneath the mattress. “What are you looking for?”

“This!” I pulled it out, showing him my father's journal. He didn't say anything. I didn't expect him to. “I don't want it anymore,” I told Joshua. I shut the lights off and walked down the stairs.

“Where are you going?” I could hear his voice behind as he followed me down the stairs.

“To burn it,” I answered. “I need it gone. I need him gone from my life,” I confessed as I stopped in the kitchen and grabbed a set of matches from the drawer to take outside with me.

“Olivia, do we have to do this now?” He followed into the crisp spring air as I gathered things from around the backyard. I found a metal wastebasket and lit the match, igniting the pages inside. Slowly it burned, the leather seeming to take longer as the pages seared and curled into ash.

Joshua didn't say anything but he did stand beside me. I imagine he didn't know what to say. I didn't blame him for it. We'd both thought Gavin was different, a better man than he'd been. It was the closure I needed after visiting Torv.

“I wish I could burn memories as easily as you can burn the journal.” His voice was soft, almost accusing, as I turned to face him, dropping the book in the garbage. It was still on fire and the flames licked the pages, erasing the past.

“What memories would you want to destroy?” I couldn't imagine he had a terrible childhood. He had two parents growing up, and both seemed fond of him.

Joshua sat down on the back porch step and finally, a moment later, I followed, sitting down beside him. “Tell me,” I whispered, nudging him. I wanted to hear what was on his mind.

Joshua sighed, reaching for my hand. “There were things I saw, witnessed as a child that I didn’t quite understand.” He explained, “My father used to sneak out at night past curfew. I always wondered why. I couldn't fathom where he would go. I think he was having an affair.” I understood the weight of his words: it was illegal. It was one of the reasons Anita had been killed. People didn't have affairs in Genesis. As it was sex wasn't spoken about. Though just because it wasn't spoken didn't mean it didn't happen. I knew my parents conceived me naturally and though I'd never seen them hold hands or kiss, I understood what had transpired for me to have been born.

“Do you have something of his you want to burn?” I offered, giving a faint smile, doing my best to make light of the situation. I knew it sucked. “No,” he whispered, glancing at me. “I keep thinking about what Douglas and your father said. That my mother had intentionally chosen you to marry me.”

“Josh,” I sighed, feeling a heavy weight in my chest at the reminder of what we'd been through together.

He looked at me slowly, shaking his head. “I just feel…betrayed.” His voice was a mere whisper. “She lied to me.”

I ran my hand down his back, keeping him close to me. His body heat helped warm me, and I knew he wanted the comfort as well. “We've both been lied to.” It didn't make it feel any better. “I'm sure your mother thought she was doing what was best for you.”

“No.” Joshua glanced down at the ground. “She did it for you. She was more concerned about the rebel alliance and being a leader than what her actions would do to her own son. Doesn't that bother you at all?”

I hadn't quite thought of it like that. I chewed on my bottom lip, wishing there was something I could say that would make it better. “People don't always live up to the standards we set for them,” I reasoned. “Maybe she did this for you too? She found a way to buy your freedom,” I offered. In the end she had paid dearly for it with her life.

“Maybe.” Joshua didn't sound so convinced. He wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. “I just hate being lied to.”

I nodded weakly. “So do I.” It was something we had in common. Something that troubled us both. Our families had betrayed us, whether they intended to or not.

CHAPTER 28

I changed the next morning into a short cotton dress that hugged my breasts and fanned out over my hips. The dress had a floral print of pink and red cherry blossoms and though I'd never worn it before I knew it would look good. Surprisingly, Cate had made it for me, and brought it by the previous evening. As much as I hated her when we first met, she had grown on me.

“Wow, you look…” Joshua smiled, glancing me over as I noticed he wore slacks and a dress shirt. I hadn't asked him why he dressed up today. I didn't have time as I felt his lips find mine, and his hand rested on my lower back. “We can't be late,” he breathed against my lips, pulling back as he took my hand and led me out the front door.

“Late?” I asked, knowing we had another twenty minutes until the parade was supposed to start. “Don't be silly. We have plenty of time,” I emphasized as we stepped outside and already on our street I saw a mass of people lining the curb from our house down to the city center. “What's all this?” I asked, knowing it had to be more than just Shadow’s population. There were too many here to be only from our town. Only now did I see how much Cabal had changed, with Shadow allowing guests from around the country to visit.

Joshua didn't answer me. He held my hand and led me down to the curb before going down on one knee.

“Joshua?” I asked, wondering what he was doing. “Come on, get up, you're going to get dirty.” I tugged at his sleeve, only to see him shake his head no. He had the biggest smile on his face. My eyes widened as I saw his hand slip into his pocket as he pulled out a vintage ring; I had no idea where it had come from.

“Olivia,” he began, staring up at me as he took my hand. “We've known each other since we were children.” He gazed up at me with adoring eyes. “I knew I first loved you when I watched you play in the sand beside me. It wasn't a crush.” He shook his head. “I've known all my life you were something more to me than I should have ever felt. Should have desired. I was terrified that day last May when I thought you would marry another man in Genesis. We've been through so much together, you and I. You've given me more than I could ever ask for and you've given Cabal more than they could have dreamed. I want you in my life for all of eternity, Olivia. I love you. I can only dream of our future together, but I don't want it to be a dream. I want it to be real.” He whispered, “Will you, Olivia Parker, marry me?”

“Yes! Of course!” I laughed, pulling him to my arms as I wrapped him in my embrace and kissed him. I heard a shout of excitement through the crowd and glanced sideways to see Adelaide jumping up and down. “Weren't we already engaged?” I whispered with a smile into his ear.

“I had to be sure,” he answered before another grin broke out onto his face. “I have one more thing to ask you.”

“Seriously? That wasn't enough?” I laughed.

“Will you marry me today?” He grinned and I felt his forehead come to rest against mine. “Please, say yes,” he whispered and I felt both of his hands in mine.

I nodded and mouthed a simple, “Yes,” as we kissed again. “What do you have planned?” I asked, realizing the parade wasn't just about our homecoming and all that we'd done, but somehow had turned into a wedding as well. I didn't mind it. If there was anyone I wanted to celebrate with, they were here.

“Come on.” He took my hand and walked towards the city center as the crowd behind us followed.

“Josh?” I asked, wondering what else was planned. I was beyond nervous. I felt his hand give mine a squeeze. As we turned onto the city center I saw the town and the floats for the parade. They were elaborate. I didn't know how they'd made them. I didn't ask. It was beautiful nonetheless.

“Come with me,” he told me, leading me towards the front of the parade. I was grateful for the noise and commotion going on around us. The excitement made me bubble with anticipation as I practically danced my way to the front. I nearly doubled over laughing, seeing Chancellor Collins in a powder blue suit. It wasn't his style or his color, but he wore it proudly. I wonder who dressed him, Cate? She had been upset with the punishment months ago. I wouldn't put it past her finding a way to get even.

Joshua and I walked over to the Chancellor as he began the vow exchange. I'd never seen a wedding, not outside of Genesis. I didn't know what to expect, but I also didn't care. All that mattered to me was that Joshua and I would be together forever. Nothing would tear us apart. Joshua had slid the vintage ring onto my finger. I didn't ask why he did that. We must have read one of the same books on the shelf that portrayed marriage in a different light.

The ceremony was short and sweet. Simple. Collins led us to the west side of town where there was a large blue and white pole reaching two stories, with eight pastel ribbons tied to the top. The ribbons were gorgeous in shades of pink, purple, blue, green, yellow and white. We each took a ribbon, Joshua and I standing beside each other, holding hands as Elsa, Cate, Adelaide, Aidan, Hazel, and Mason joined in. Music erupted and we danced, twirling the ribbons on the pole, as a celebration of our marriage. I couldn't ask for anything more perfect.

“I have one more surprise,” Joshua teased, leading me towards Aidan.

“You do?” I couldn't imagine what else he had planned!

“It's only if you want to go through with it.” His voice was serious and I couldn't help but give him a peculiar look. “I want us both to have rings, the same ring, bound to each other for eternity.”

“Okay. I'm not sure I'm following,” I admitted, glancing at Aidan. He gestured for us to follow him and I did inside the science center. Seeing the familiar building and the smell of antiseptic made my stomach turn. I trusted Joshua though, implicitly.

“I'd like us to get ring tattoos, identical ones.”

I smiled weakly. “I'd like that.” I didn't ask if it'd hurt. Something about this place, everything hurt in here. I nodded slowly. “What do we have to do?” Aidan led us to a room on the first floor, offering us each a seat. I sat down first, though gestured towards Joshua. “You can get your tattoo first.” I wasn't quite sure what a tattoo was but was willing to try anything once.

Aidan grabbed the necessary tools. “This will hurt a bit.” At least he didn’t lie to us. “You'll have to keep it clean and it'll take time to heal.”

“That's fine.” I reached for Joshua's hand, giving it a squeeze. If he was okay with it, it was fine for me too.

Joshua showed me a sketch he'd drawn. The lines intertwined like vines with a heart in the center. “It's basic but I thought it'd be nice.” He showed me how it would look. “Any changes you want to make before Aidan inks us permanently?”

I examined the drawing for a moment. “It wraps around our finger?”

Joshua nodded. “Just like the ring you're wearing.”

“I can't imagine anything more perfect,” I admitted, watching as Aidan carefully cleaned the tools again along with Joshua's hand. I sat anxiously wondering how painful it would be. Aidan took the design, turning it into something temporary to trace before he used the instrument to mark Joshua’s hand forever, and mine.

“Does it hurt?” I asked, watching his face. He didn't show even a hint of vulnerability. His face was reddening slightly and I moved to rest a hand over his shoulder.

It doesn't feel pleasant. I wanted to laugh and tell him I was reconsidering with that answer. I didn't. I waited for Aidan to be done with Joshua before it was my turn.

I was relieved when the tattoos were finished. Mine looked amazing, though Aidan suggested leaving it covered for a while to keep out any dirt or bacteria. I didn't argue. He knew what was best. Joshua and I headed back outside and into the crowd. The welcome change of scenery took my mind off the stinging sensation of my finger while we danced and celebrated the parade and our new marriage.

After an hour of dancing, Chancellor Collins approached me. Pulling me from Joshua's arms for the briefest of moments, his eyes searched mine. “I want you to meet someone.” I had no idea who it could be that I hadn't known but didn't dwell on it as he walked me towards the crowd. My eyes searched for who he planned to introduce to me. “Hunter.” He gestured at a man. “I'd like to introduce you to your niece, Olivia.”

“Hello,” I breathed, reaching out my hand to introduce myself. “It's nice to meet you.”

Hunter nodded, taking my hand and giving it a tight squeeze. I was glad the tattoo was on the other hand. “Congratulations.” He smiled warmly. “Your wedding was beautiful.”

“Thank you.” I blushed. I didn't want to admit it had been a surprise for me. Though, I suspected he knew as much based on the proposal just a short while ago. “What are you doing here in Shadow?” I was still getting used to the fact visitors found their way here, not many but a few from the rebel alliance.

“Collins invited me,” he acknowledged. “I wanted to meet you,” he admitted anxiously. “Did you ever meet your grandparents?”

I sighed, realizing why he had so many questions. He was the second born and had been sent from Genesis. He'd never met his biological parents and likely didn't remember Gavin, his older brother. “They passed away before I was born. I'm sorry,” I offered sadly. “Your brother is alive and well in Torv.” I didn't elaborate that we weren't exactly on speaking terms.

“How's your mom?” he asked warmly, trying to make conversation.

“It's complicated.” I laughed softly, glancing towards Joshua as he waved at me. “She's doing fine though. Are you married?” I didn't know what to ask him, what to say to him. He was my uncle but it was rare family reunited. I didn't know how to handle the situation. I tried though.

Hunter nodded slowly. “Yes, she's a pistol.” He saw my expression. “I mean that in a good way,” he reiterated. “She's here somewhere,” Hunter acknowledged. “She went off dancing when the music started.”

“Let me guess, you don't dance?” I grinned, seeing from his expression he wasn't amused.

“I prefer to keep my feet planted. Trust me, it's best for everyone.” I stared at him, examining his features. I could see the resemblance between him and Gavin. They both had dark, thick hair and dark eyes. Hunter's skin had tanned, probably from being out in the sun recently. “You look like him,” I whispered, “my father.”

“Gavin?” He asked. “I hope to meet him one day. When things are settled and it's safe to travel.”

“I'm sure he'd like that.” I smiled at Hunter. I glanced towards Joshua. Come rescue me, please.

Joshua came walking over. “Hey, Olive.” He pulled me into his arms for a kiss. “Care to introduce me?” he asked, wrapping an arm around my waist as he stood beside me.

“Joshua, this is my uncle, Hunter.” I glanced at Joshua for the briefest of moments. I didn't have to say another word for him to know how I felt.

“Oh.” Josh's eyes lit up as he held out his hand. “We saw you last summer in Shadow.” He laughed, glancing at me. Not caring if he wasn't supposed to speak of it. “You verified the legitimacy of Gavin's journal.”

Hunter nodded. “That's right. Our handwriting is frighteningly alike.” It had been a while ago, I was surprised he remembered. “I don't remember meeting you then…” he glanced at Joshua.

“You didn't.” Joshua laughed and gave me a smile. “Do you mind if I steal my new bride away?”

“By all means.” Hunter smiled. “It was nice to meet you both. I hope to see you again, Olivia.”

I smiled, giving a brief wave as we headed away from him. I gripped Josh's arm. “Thanks for that,” I whispered against his ear. The music pulsed louder as we maneuvered through the crowd, and I saw the band playing in front of the city center. I stopped walking, finding Joshua's hand, giving it a squeeze.

“He seemed nice enough.” He glanced at me. “You didn't think so?”

“It wasn't that.” I blushed, glancing at him. I'm not so good with people I don't know.

Joshua laughed. “I don't believe you're shy. No way.” He shook his head. “I don't buy it.” I felt his arms wrap around my tiny frame as he buried his mouth in my neck. I couldn't contain my laughter as I felt his hands tickle my hips and his warm breath on my skin.

“You're trouble!” I squealed, trying to break free of his grasp. He stopped his movements, his face coming to meet my stare.

“I learn from the best.” He leaned in, kissing the tip of my nose. I smiled, knowing he was teasing. I had plenty of comebacks, but I left them well enough alone.

“Thank you.” I smiled, staring at him. “This has been perfect,” I confessed, still amazed by the fact we were married! It had been more than anything I'd ever dreamed of.

“I'll meet you back at home in a few minutes.” I kissed Joshua softly. The parade had ended and I saw a confused look pass across his face. “I promise I'll be home soon.” I squeezed his hand before he headed back for the house.

“Well, congratulations are in order,” Elsa laughed. She threw her arms around me, giving me a hug.

“Thank you.” I laughed, nodding. “I can't believe we're married. I mean, I guess we were before but…” I shook my head. It was so hard to wrap my mind around being married, then suddenly we weren’t. We'd come to accept the rules of the cities outside of Genesis, and finally we had decided of our own free will that we wanted to marry each other when the time was right. There was no one else in the world we wanted to be bound to for all of eternity.

“It's been long enough,” Elsa smiled. “I wanted to ask you before your honeymoon.” She winked encouragingly. “You've been eating the Silphium?” She walked along side me towards the house.

I nodded with a nervous laugh. “Are you sure it'll work?” I was beyond nervous. I was terrified!

Elsa smiled. “When you asked me to find a plant that would prevent pregnancy, it took some digging. I mean, it's not common knowledge these days,” she reminded me. “I'm certain that Silphium was used in ancient Rome.” Elsa smiled. “Fora had a large supply of it. It's also used to treat a sore throat, cough, and fever.” She patted my shoulder as we stopped at the house. “Don't be nervous.”

“I'm not nervous.” It was a lie. I hugged her again. “Thanks, Elsa, for looking after me.” I wasn't sure too many others would be so generous. It seemed as though everyone these days had their own agenda.

“Just take your time and enjoy it,” she laughed.

My cheeks reddened as I gave a brief wave. I was more than slightly embarrassed as I headed inside our home. “Joshua?” I called, glancing around, wondering what he was up to.

“Everything okay?” He smiled, coming down the stairs, standing just above me.

I nodded. “Yeah. Everything's good.” My cheeks were still tinged red and I reached out my arms for him.

He pulled me into his embrace. “I was wondering where you disappeared to. I wanted to tell you something.” He laughed, bringing me to sit down on the sofa with him.

“Tell me what?” I asked. I tilted my head slightly to the side as I plopped myself down on the couch beside him.

He leaned closer, resting his forehead against mine. I felt his fingers push the hair behind my ear as he wrapped his arms around me. “Do you remember months ago when I told you I had a dream that felt so real I was certain we had shared it together?”

I frowned, trying to remember back to what he was talking about. “No.” I laughed. “I'm sorry.” I shook my head, not remembering.

“It was a while ago, while we were recruits.” He smiled. “I told you the day after we had the Mindonsiphan administered to us that I was certain we shared a dream, because it felt so real. You brushed it off, telling me I was crazy.”

I laughed now, remembering the conversation. “I never said you were crazy. What I said was I believed it had been the sedative that had caused you to have such elaborate dreams.” My fingers moved down his arms, feeling him shudder from the touch. “You never did tell me about the dream.” I smiled wider. “I always assumed it was a sex dream and you were too embarrassed to share it with me.” He leaned in, his lips capturing mine. “It wasn't that.” He smiled, pulling back. “Not that I haven't dreamt about that with you,” Joshua teased. “But no, that wasn’t my dream.”

“Okay,” I laughed. “So what was it?” I couldn't believe he'd waited this long to share it with me.

“The parade, the proposal. All of it.” He smiled, feeling my body tense. Then he frowned. “It was in detail but not the type of detail with Adelaide there.” He shook his head. “Though you were wearing the exact dress from the dream.”

“How is that even possible?” I asked. Joshua shrugged. “Maybe it wasn't a dream but a premonition.”

I couldn't help but eye him skeptically. We could do a lot with our talents, but I didn't believe in seeing the future. I couldn't believe in it, because it constantly changed. Our choices determined our fate. It wasn't written in stone. “No way. Consider it weird,” I offered. “But it wasn't a premonition.”

“Come on.” He found my hands, squeezing them. “You have to believe me, Olive.”

I knew he'd never lie to me. I breathed in deeply, moving to rest my forehead in the crook of his neck. “I believe you think you saw this, us being married. I believe there may have even been a parade,” I offered. “But come on. Every detail down to the dress? A dress that didn't even exist months ago? You couldn't have known it was going to be made just for me.”

“I didn't know,” Joshua laughed. “I can't explain it. It's just, that's what I saw.” He held up a finger. “Maybe you'll believe me when you see this.” He got up from the sofa.

“Where are you going?” I asked, watching as he disappeared down the hallway.

“Joshua?” I called to him, wondering what he was up to. A minute later he reappeared bringing me a sketch he'd drawn. It was remarkable. It was obviously me, in the gown. My hair was different. It was up like it had been when we were married by the government. I smiled, glancing up at him. I knew he had a talent for drawing. He didn't do it often, but I'd seen him on occasion with a pencil. “Wow.” I stared at the picture. I knew he couldn't have drawn it in the last few minutes while I'd been outside with Elsa. It wasn't possible.

“I drew this a few months ago. After the dream.” He handed it to me. “Believe me now?”

I nodded slowly, unsure how else to explain what he was showing me. I didn't fully believe in the ability of premonitions and seeing the future. Anything could be changed. I didn't want to disappoint him though. I smiled weakly, wrapping my arms around him. “Of course,” I whispered, kissing his cheek. “I have some news of my own.”

“You do?” he asked, pulling back slightly.

“I haven't told you…” I hadn’t been sure how to bring it up sooner. I wasn't even sure I was ready, or when I would be, but at least now we would be protected. Joshua merely stared, waiting for me to elaborate. “There's a plant I've been eating that will keep us from getting pregnant.”

He tilted his head slightly. “Are you positive it'll work?”

I shrugged with a nervous laugh. “I don't know. I hope so. I've been eating it for a few months. Since before we left for Torv,” I admitted. “Elsa read about it in an ancient book about Rome. Apparently Fora had a supply for its medicinal purposes. Luckily, she managed to cultivate some in the greenhouse.” I smiled up at him. His thumb reached out, stroking my cheek as he leaned down, brushing his lips against mine. “We don't have to do anything you're not ready for.”

I knew he was right. I knew he wouldn’t push, and yet I felt the desire building inside of me as his lips touched mine. A single spark of electricity was all we needed to ignite the burning fire I felt. Never before had I been touched in the way he touched me now. His fingers smoothed down my back as I opened my lips to his. I felt his body, my hands against his chest, but it wasn't close enough. We weren't close enough.

“Upstairs.” I pulled back slightly, feeling myself out of breath. Gasping for air, we headed up the stairs, Joshua ahead of me as he took my hand and led me up behind him.

Once inside the bedroom, together we fell in a heap against the mattress. His fingers skimmed my thigh as my leg shifted, wrapping around him. I couldn't find the words to speak. My breathing quickly became ragged and hot as I pulled at his clothes. I touched him, felt him, let my fingers graze against warm skin. Every detail I memorized. Every breath I felt caused me to shudder. Joshua was everything I'd wanted. Everything I'd dreamt of for so long. Finally it was mine. He was mine. It was all within my grasp to take.

CHAPTER 29

Our time in Shadow as newlyweds felt much too quick. I didn't quite know what a honeymoon was but I began to suspect how it must have worked hundreds of years ago. Although we hadn't the chance to travel to foreign or exotic lands like we'd read about, we certainly spoiled each other in any way we possibly could.

We drove to Torv in May, just a few short weeks after the fall of the government. Joshua and I were honorary guests since we had been the biggest supporters and causes of the uprising. Elsa, Cate, and Chancellor Collins represented Shadow. Each city had an invitation for three to represent themselves. The three had been chosen based on a democratic election.

I sat beside Joshua at the large mahogany table and to the right of me was Elsa. Cate and Chancellor Collins grabbed seats against the wall, squeezing into the room. To the right of Elsa sat Douglas. Beside him a woman from Torv whom I didn't recognize sat. She kept staring at me, her dark green eyes and jet-black hair stark against pale ivory skin. “I'm Olivia.” I stood up, introducing myself, feeling her attention on me. The room was loud, filled with commotion.

“Isaura,” she shouted over the noise. “I've heard a lot about you,” she acknowledged.

“Nice to meet you,” I offered, sitting back down. There were a few familiar faces from my home, Genesis. Two of those I recognized were Jordan and my teacher during my first three years of primary school. I didn't have time to say hello before the meeting started.

The room was huge, filled with members from every town. We worked tirelessly for hours to structure a democracy of laws, choices, and freedoms, giving the people what they wanted. It wasn't easy deciding how to deal with the current mess of the system. Children had been stolen from families, how could you fix that? Arguing and disagreements came from every side on some matter of law. Everyone had been affected one way or another. Some had had children taken, others had been provided a child. Neither side was willing to part with their vision of a new future.

It seemed futile. It wasn't though. Our part lasted three days and when it was over I couldn't have been more grateful to know it was time for Joshua and I to start our lives together. We packed our bags and I glanced behind me when I heard a knock on the door. “Come in,” I called over my shoulder.

“I just wanted to say, we're going to miss you,” Chloe answered from the door. “Everything you've done for us, it's huge.”

I turned around, surprised to see her. “Thank you.” I smiled. We still didn't know if the hormone injections had helped. I suspected they hadn't and I was the reason Drezden had lived. I wanted to give them hope and now, with the additional medical staff from Maven, they would be able to pull their resources and minds together to fix the problem and help move forward towards a future generation.

“I know we haven't talked about your father.” Chloe watched me curiously.

“I don't want to,” I answered. “He's a part of my past, one I don't want to relive.” I sighed when I saw him standing out in the hallway behind Chloe. He'd been waiting to see me, to talk to me. I never would feel ready for this moment, but it was here.

“Olivia?” His voice was soft, almost kind. If he hadn't left us, I would have been relieved to see him. I had thought he was dead. A part of me had died finding out he was alive. Maybe it was a terrible thing to think but it was the truth. I'd put the man on a pedestal. Believed he was bigger than he was, greater and more important. I idolized him, until I learned the truth.

He didn't come into the small room, and I was thankful for the space. I faced him, crossing my arms against my chest. “What do you want?” I tried to look tough. I wanted to feel tough, strong, unbreakable.

“To explain.” He stared at me with soft eyes, and I felt my insides want to melt. I wouldn't let it happen. “Everything has been a misunderstanding.”

“Somehow I doubt that,” I muttered. “Go on.” I waved for him to continue.

He sighed heavily, taking a step closer towards me but still not reaching past my door. “You were just a child of five when I left. I wanted to tell you the truth that you were not part of 'The Day of the Chosen.’” He elaborated, “I thought you deserved to know the truth. Your mother didn't agree with me. She felt you were too young to keep such a secret. She worried it would have endangered your life. She may have been right but I was stubborn, Olivia. I didn't want you to grow up and resent us for lying to you.”

“So what? You faked your death and ran off to Torv to marry Chloe and have a new daughter?” I spat back.

He grimaced. “I see how it could look that way, but that's not how it happened. Your mother and I fought about it constantly. One night I gave her an ultimatum. I tell you the truth, or I leave. I didn't think she'd tell me to go but she did. She pointed towards the door. She kicked me out.” He shook his head. “You know Genesis forbade divorce. Marriage was deemed the perfect system because the government determined one’s match. If I left your mother, they would have banished me. It was better I left without causing a big scene. Trust me.” He emphasized, “It was safer for you.”

“You could have come back for me.” I stared at him, appalled that he was acting as if he'd done the right thing in all of this. “It still doesn't explain the fire, your funeral, any of it.”

“No,” he sighed, hanging his head. “I was a coward and I left during the night. Climbed over the stone walls and made it into the Gravelands. I walked for days until someone from Torv found me and brought me in, looked after me. It was only after I reached Torv that I heard there had been a fire back in Genesis and I was presumed dead. I thought you were better off believing that, Olivia. I thought it was better than knowing I abandoned you and your mother.” He hung his head in shame.

I wasn't convinced he told the entire truth. “I saw Mom.”

He sighed, glancing up at me. “How is she?”

“Fine.” I didn’t elaborate.

Gavin nodded slowly. “Fair enough.” He didn't push and I was glad he left it alone. “I've always missed you,” he admitted, glancing down the hallway at Chloe as she waited for us to finish conversing. “She was there for me. As a friend first and foremost. The rest with time just happened. We hit it off and her daughter Zarrah reminded me so much of you.”

“So you replaced me,” I muttered.

“I didn't, I hadn't meant to.” He shook his head. “I'm sorry. I know you probably hate me, I just wanted closure before you left.”

I shifted anxiously on my feet. “Just because I'm leaving doesn't mean I won't come back to visit.” Though I didn't feel any desire to come to Torv to visit him, I was still welcome in town. “I'm sure you did what you thought was for the best. Maybe it was, for you,” I acknowledged.

“I am sorry, Olivia. You deserved a better father.”

“I deserved a father,” I answered, staring sadly at him. I couldn't easily forgive him, but at least I understood a small part of what had happened.

I turned around, zipping my bag and slipping on my shoes. I grabbed my duffel, sliding it over my arm before heading out of my room. I shook Gavin's hand. It was all I could do. A small gesture, a sign of almost being able to move forward. I refused to hug him. He still wasn't a father to me. At least not more than biologically. He and Chloe walked down the hallway together. I stopped by the next door and gave a prominent knock. Joshua should have been packed and ready to go by now.

“Josh, you ready?” I called to him as I knocked again. There was no answer. I tried the door and felt the handle loose, broken. I pushed it open and saw that the contents of his bag had been scattered on the bed along with a note. It was definitely not his handwriting.

The honeymoon is over. - Craynor

I swallowed the bile rising in my throat. I grabbed the note, left my bag in his room, and took off for the elevator. Repeatedly, I hit the button, pounding on it for it to come faster. “Damn it!” I screamed, growing frustrated with every passing second. I hadn't heard a fight when Joshua had been taken. He wouldn't have gone willingly. I knew that about Josh, and he hadn't so much as tried to contact me telepathically. I knew if he was alive and conscious he would have tried.

Just as I turned to head for the stairs, the elevator dinged. I jumped in, pushing the button for the lobby. I paced nervously until the doors opened yet again and I ran from the building as fast as I could to where the meeting with the representatives of each city had met. I knew chances were slim they were still conversing. What other choice did I have? I didn't know how to call an emergency meeting, and this was important!

Running through the tiled floors, I slipped, but caught my balance before pushing open the heavy wooden doors. I was surprised to see about half the members still in session.

“Olivia?” They nodded at me, taking a momentary pause to see what the rush was about.

“Joshua's gone missing,” I gasped between breaths, shoving the note on the wooden table in front of them. “The former governor of Genesis has taken him.”

About the Author

Ruth Silver attended Northern Illinois University and graduated with a Bachelor's in Communication in the spring of 2005. While in college, she spent much of her free time writing with friends she met online and penning her first novel, Deuces are Wild, which she self-published in 2004. Her favorite class was Creative Writing senior year where she often handed in assignments longer than the professor required because she loved to write and always wanted to finish her stories. Her love of writing led her on an adventure in 2007 to Melbourne, Australia. Silver enjoys reading, photography, traveling and most of all writing. She loves dystopian and fantasy young adult stories. Her debut novel published by Lazy Day Publishing, ABERRANT, was released April 2013. The second novel in the series, MOIRAI, continues the saga. Ruth has been actively writing since she was a teenager. She currently resides in Plainfield, Illinois.

You can visit her online at http://writeawaybliss.com.

Content

Moirai
Aberrant - 2
by
Ruth Silver

Dedication

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER 12

CHAPTER 13

CHAPTER 14

CHAPTER 15

CHAPTER 16

CHAPTER 17

CHAPTER 18

CHAPTER 19

CHAPTER 20

CHAPTER 21

CHAPTER 22

CHAPTER 23

CHAPTER 24

CHAPTER 25

CHAPTER 26

CHAPTER 27

CHAPTER 28

CHAPTER 29

About the Author