“We need to move out and get this over with.”
North nods and his eyes flick back to mine. “We're going in three sets. We'll all go in first and then wait for the next two sets to come through before you cast out your Gift and get to work. Kieran is going to stay close by to you as well, and there are two other Transporters who will be tasked with bringing home Aro’s brother and anyone else we might need to evacuate.”
I swallow roughly. “If there are any other children, we'll bring them back here, right? Adults can be taken to the processing area, but the kids can come here… right?”
North grimaces and nods, looking away from me. “We always try to keep the kids with us. There's too many chances of things going wrong otherwise.”
My bond coils in my stomach as if she doesn't like the sound of that, and I understand completely. The thought of anything going wrong with a child makes me both want to ask a lot of questions but also never have them answered.
“Oleander, just do your best not to let your bond completely take over, unless it's an emergency. We need to go about this in a very careful way, and your bond can sometimes complicate things.”
I scoff. “You mean like when it told Gabe that he needed to think bigger and he pulled the dragon out of his ass?”
He chuckles under his breath, pressing one last kiss to my cheeks.
“That sounds about right,” Gryphon mumbles, and we all move back over to our Bonded Group and the Transporter waiting there with them.
I frown at the man, the one who had been so resistant to taking me to the lake house where Riley and Giovanna were holed up when Kieran had been locked up and out of commission.
Gryphon dismisses him to another group straight away. “Black is around here somewhere. He's just saying goodbye to his own Bonded.”
I duck my head and nod. That makes sense.
I’d had the chance to call Sage and tell her about what had happened in the Wastelands, and I think that the reality of how dangerous these missions really are had hit us both pretty hard. I wouldn't want to leave my Bonded without a proper goodbye either.
North looks at Gabe and Atlas and gives them both a firm nod. “Don't go anywhere without her. Use whatever weapons or Gifts that you need to to get her out if things go wrong.”
Both of them stare back at him solemnly, Atlas replying with an equally firm, “Of course.”
Then North turns to look at Nox and gives him the same nod. “Unser, the boy, and taking out Silas Davies.”
Nox nods again, still strangely quiet, and then Kieran approaches us.
North looks around at each of us one more time. “We're ready to head out.”
Deep breath.
Here we go.
We leave the Sanctuary as the sun is setting behind us, but when we arrive with that same little pop sound that echoes in my nightmares, it's already completely dark wherever we are.
Night has fallen.
I’m thankful when Gryphon takes my sickness away for me, but even when he's done, I take a few slow and even breaths to stop the panic from rising in my chest and triggering my bond.
Everything about this place is familiar.
It's not like going home, that feeling of returning to something so intrinsic to you, but instead like tumbling into the same nightmare you've had for years. The one that never leaves you behind even though you’ve grown out of it, and the moment it starts again, you find yourself covered in a cold sweat.
Horrifying.
The air still smells the same. The warm sticky night still clings to my skin the same way, and it takes every inch of control I have taught myself over the years to keep myself calm. Thank God they hadn't brought Kyrie back here all those months ago, because I would have been useless to Kieran in this place.
There's that same small pop noise next to us as the second set of TacTeam arrives, and I know my time to calm myself is coming to an end. Another deep breath and then another one. Atlas’ hand slips into mine, and I have to give myself a second before I stare up at him.
He reaches out to my mind carefully, making sure that no one else can hear him. Are you okay? If you can't do this, we can go home right now. No one needs to know why.
I shake my head rather than answering him back, knowing that right now I probably don't have the control to only speak to him and not have the others overhear it. I don’t need them all questioning my ability to do this right now.
I can get my head together.
The third and final pop sounds as the last set of people arrive, and I wait until North meets my eyes and nods at me before I cast my Gift out carefully.
Everything I do here tonight has to be careful.
I see Gryphon's eyes shift to white as he starts to assess the surroundings as well, and I let my own eyes slip shut so that I'm not distracted as I map the area out.
I find Unser very quickly, knowing exactly where to look for him. Finding the children is a little harder because they’ve moved where the prisoners are kept since I was held here but, sure enough, I find fifteen children amongst another larger group of adults, all of them in cages to the east of the camp.
There's a dining hall that is filled with people eating their dinner and a small tent filled with Shields. I don't immediately take them out though, wanting to get a full picture of what we're dealing with before I start the killing.
There's every chance that Davies will notice through security cameras or something similar, and I want to know if he's here and where he is, first. It's dangerous though, because I know that he will feel my bond reaching out. Sure enough, in the last tent that I explore, his torture tent that I am so intimately acquainted with, I find Silas Davies and his bonded, Lydia.
Fuck.
I open my eyes and meet North's stare, opening my mind up to the rest of them to send them as much of the mapping as I can. I'm still not very good at this, but I feel Gryphon's Gift flow into me as he helps illuminate it for everyone else to see.
Fuck, Atlas thinks down the mind link ,and everyone turns to look at him.
Lydia is here.
I share a look with him, knowing exactly what that means, but Gryphon and North both frown at us.
Who is Lydia? Gabe asks.
Atlas replies, Lydia is Silas’ Bonded, and she is not someone that we want to be dealing with tonight. If we had the option, I would say we should all go home, but getting Unser back is non-negotiable.
Gryphon scowls at us. Lydia has a low-level power.
Atlas shakes his head. No, she doesn’t. Lydia refuses to use her power in areas that would get her discovered by everyone, but she definitely has power, and it is not the sort that we want to be dealing with.
North glances at Gryphon and then snaps down the mind control, What is her power? We're running out of time before we're spotted here, Bassinger.
I answer for him. Compulsion. I don't know what else it's called, only that she's a Neuro and her specialty is compulsion. If she gets close enough to you, she can make you do anything. I have watched her force men and women to kill themselves or their own family members merely at her suggestion. Anything that she wants from you, she's going to get you to do. She's not strong enough for my bond. Not unless Davies gives her a power boost by sharing his strength with her. I've seen him do it before, and there's every chance he'll do it again, especially if you actually get close enough to take him out.