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"What do you mean no?" Caleb hissed, the oldest of the Covenant had moved on from yelling, his body shaking with anger. The four sons of Ipswich had decided to meet at the old colony house early that evening to talk about the strange evens that had been taking place around town. Before they could even get down to business Caleb and Reid broke out into yet another fight.

"You aren't the boss of us Golden Boy." The blond yelled back standing from his chair across from Caleb. Reid was pissed but so was Caleb.

"I am the oldest Reid, which means I am the leader." Caleb stated, standing from his chair to match Reid's stance. The only thing dividing the two was the small ring of fire in the center of the room.

"Who fucking cares." Reid yelled fists clenched.

Tyler and Pogue sat in there designated seats across from each other. Tyler was slumped down in his stone chair feet elevated on the stone ledge of the circle in front of him. The youngest had his arms crossed over his chest; he seemed to be fighting the urge to fall asleep.

Pogue sat leaning forward elbows resting on his knees watching the fight going on in front of him.

"Just because you're the oldest doesn't mean shit." the blond continued, as the two standing brothers continued to argue.

Pogue shot a look at Tyler noticing that the boy was fighting to stay awake. Tyler glanced at Pogue finding the older teen already starring back at him. Tyler rolled his eyes nodding to the two still fighting teens. The second oldest decide to keep the youngest awake, raised his arms in the air. Tyler stared in confusion as Pogue put his fingers and thrums together forming hand puppets. Then Pogue began talking with his hands in unison with the Caleb and Reid, pretending to act out the argument with his hand puppets. The youngest watched as the hands started to attack each other a few seconds in to the 'puppet argument'. Tyler let out a snort of laughter covering his mouth with his hands to keep silent. Pogue joined in the laughter, glad to get a reaction out of Tyler.

Pogue took a deep breath and pulled himself together, then turned his attention to Reid and Caleb. "Will you two knock it off already?" The biker interrupted, "You two have been yelling for the last like two hours."

"It has not been that long." Caleb snapped, for once Reid nodded in agreement.

"You're right," Tyler muttered gaining the older boys attention. "It's only been an hour, it just feels like two." Tyler crossed his arms back over his chest, his head falling against the back of his stone seat. Caleb and Reid opened their mouths to argue, "Look at your watches." Tyler interrupted his eyes sliding closed.

"Will you two just sit you ass's down so we can get this started, and done with." Pogue grumbled, nodding his head forward, indicating the two empty stone chairs. "Some of us need to get some sleep." He added, voice a bit lower, eyes jumping to the youngest son. The three turned their attention to Tyler for a moment; the younger son had fallen asleep in that short time.

"No matter how much Tyler sleeps you guys, he's still always tiered." Caleb muttered, watching sadly as the boy slept.

"The nightmares and are bad too." Reid hissed. Pogue's gaze shifted from Tyler to Reid, shock plastered across his face.

"How bad?" Pogue asked, eyebrows raised in questioning.

"It sounds horrible. Baby Boy tosses and turns in his sleep, and wakes up yelling." Reid answered glaring at the stone floor. "And, Tyler won't tell me what there about. But, I know they are getting to him." The blond kicked out at the stone circle in frustration. The room fell silent except for the sound of Tyler's light breathing.

Caleb sighed, before calling out, "Tyler." He muttered, trying to wake the younger teen up.

"Baby Boy." Ried tried, a bit louder than his older brother. Tyler jumped slightly, but his eyes remained closed, sliding back down into the same position.

"I'm awake." He mumbled turning his head slightly trying again to get conformable.

"Sure you are Baby Boy." Caleb laughed, Reid and Pogue joining in. Tyler lifted his hand, swatting the air before folding his arms back up. "I'm not a bug Tyler." Caleb chuckled. The younger boy grumbled something under his breath about being a pest.

"Come on Ty up, we need to talk." Pogue stated.

Tyler let out a small sigh and sat up in his chair, taking his feet off the stone in front of him. The youngest rubbed his face trying his best to wake up. "Alright, I'm up." Tyler moaned looking around the circle at his brothers. "What's going on? Why are we here?"

"We're here because people have been disappearing." Caleb announced, not waiting for a response before continuing. "Students have been disappearing from school, only to reappear a few days later with a black mark." Caleb stood garbing a book from the shelf, flipping it open finding the right page. "The mark looks like this." He explained letting the book floated around the room so each teen could see the page. The page showed a black smaller version of a star resembling that of the covenants. The room was silent as the book landed in Caleb's hands.

"You think it's Chase don't you?" Pogue asked, glancing up at the oldest son. Caleb nodded, eyes falling to the picture in his hands and the room fell silent again. They all knew that if chase was really back then he would be bringing hell with him.

"And," Caleb began, glancing around the room again eyes landing on Tyler. "I think whatever is going on with Tyler, has something to do with the marks. Think about it, Baby Boy started to have the sleep problems around the time the students started to show up with the symbols."

"Ty, when did your whole dream thing start?" Pogue asked watching the youngest closely.

"Around two weeks ago." Tyler answered, trying his best to remember, letting out a quiet yawn in the process.

"The same time the disappearances started." Reid muttered.

Caleb rubbed the bridge of is nose, "Ty, what are your dreams about?" he asked, all three older teens took to staring at Tyler, again.

"I can't tell you." the small brunette sighed, staring at the circle in the middle of the room.

"Tyler now is not the fucking time to keep things to yourself." Reid cried, "For your own good and maybe everyone else's you need to tell us what the hell the dreams are about." The blond teen stood from his chair, for dramatic effect.

"That's the problem Reid." Tyler yelled back, standing as well. The boys could see that Tyler's usually calm attitude had faded away along with his energy. "I don't fucking know what they're about because once I wake up I can't remember." The room fell silent, Reid slowly sunk back down to his seat. Tyler remained standing, glaring at the wall behind Reid.

"Ty." Caleb whispered, trying to gain the boys attention and calm him down. Tyler let out a loud sigh, and then fell back into his seat.

"Sorry for yelling." He muttered leaning forward, putting his head into his hands. "You just don't understand how irritating it is to not know what the dreams are about. Just waking up shaking or yelling feeling a hell of a lot of emotions and not knowing what is going on. And, the whole always tiered thing." Tyler trailed off leaning back into his seat, crossing his arms over his chest again.

Pogue glanced around at his brothers as silence filled the stone room. Reid was watching Tyler with a mix of guilt and worry. Caleb flipped though the book in his hands, while glancing every so often at Tyler. The youngest son stared into the fire pit looking worn out. "So what do we do then?" Pogue asked ringing his hands together.

"I don't know," Caleb sighed, slamming the book closed and tossing it to the ground, "But we need to figure something out soon."

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