Caleb took one look at me this morning and smiled sadly as I sat across from him over breakfast. What began as a breakfast meeting ended as a rescue mission. Which is why my life is this way. At the end of the day, when everything goes dark and everything's gone wrong I have nowhere else to turn.
I was warned gently four times to keep my composure, that we were in public. He picked up my hand and held it so I wouldn't continue construction of butternauts with my knife and fork instead of eating the smoked salmon and caviar in front of me. I would build little armies and then smash them and laugh but the laughs were ending near tears even though I tried to separate the two.
Pyro's right sometimes, Beautiful. You are a lot of work.
I think he said I was a piece of work, Diabhal.
That too. Let me make some calls. We'll have you guys out of there by sundown.
Just....
Just what?
Make it as easy on the children and Ben as possible.
Ben should be looking after you and maybe if he was this wouldn't have happened.
He can't. And Lochlan-
I know. That's why I'm happy to take control on his behalf. But Lochlan is so out of his league right now it's almost comical.
But you're not-
Don't, Bridget. Don't you dare ask for help and then try to limit my efforts. Not now. Not ever again. I told you [Batman] owned all of it. I told you he would come looking for his pound of flesh from you but you were too busy running from me. I am not the enemy here. I never was. I never will be. I can make things tough for you or I can make them easy but when all is said and done you are my Universe. As are the children. Our friends. But you are my life. You're my responsibility now.
I squish another butternaut. Caleb reaches over, ripping the knife out of my hand, throwing it down on the plate with a clatter. People stare at us as we stare at each other.
It will be okay, Princess. I will look after you.
Composure asked for her check and fucking left.
