When Neal looked up at his slightly ajar room he found the last thing he expected. Kel stood there – a look that beyond her Yamani mask he could clearly see the fear in her eyes. However the way Dom had his hands – one against her hip, one holding her hand – as if he were steadying her and comforting her at the same time.
"What's wrong, you look pale are you sick?" Kel shrugged then looked over her shoulder at Dom, and then she started laughing.
"Umm… I'm probably just pale because someone put on to much makeup." Neal just raised his brows at them.
"Are you sick?" She again just shrugged.
"Depends on what you can call sick meathead..." Dom softly pushed Kel into Neal's room, closing the door – making sure to lock it before sitting down next to her. "It would probably be easier if you just did that magic thingy and looked at what was wrong." Kel looked slightly panicked as Neal – curious enough to be silent for once – reached out a hand. The Emerald green magic lit his hand up as he pressed his fingers to her forehead. He sat back – forgetting he had originally been standing and fell to the floor.
"Wow. Uh… How…"
"Well you see when two people love each other – Ow Kel did you have to hit me?"
"Yes you are acting meatheadish, and I don't love him!" Neal looked between the two too surprised to even care about the playful insults they sent his way.
"So it's not yours?" Neal asked Dom. Dom's face went an adorable shade of red as he shook his head – glaring at Neal while refusing to look at Kel. "Then who's?"
"You can't kill him! And Neal it doesn't matter, he or she will have too many uncles and father figures for it to matter." She smiled softly – trying to hide the nervousness she felt in her stomach – she knew what all the conservatives would say, but the only voices she cared about were those of her friends, and Neal was her best friend.
"Why don't you just say its Dom's or someone else from the Owns who can't marry because they don't want to give up their jobs?" Kel looked at him – glaring a little.
"I won't put anyone else through the gossip, it is my problem, I am going to Mindelan – I know you won't let me fight and I would just be a hindrance around here. And that is final."
"Yet you let Cleon get away without any gossip when he is the one who took advantage of you? And I am going to write to Raoul and get my squad stationed within a day's ride at most. Otherwise there is no way you are leaving." Kel glared, crossing her arms across her chest as both men gave her an identical stare.