Dol isn't talking to me. I can't talk about why. Let's just say she's not happy. I almost had intentions at the beginning to make Mike Brady's dad but decided they wouldn't have been that stupid again. Will we ever meet Brady's dad? That's a solid question.

"I'm leaving." I blurted at our early dinner. Rosalie, Alice –who had woken with her memories- Rosalie, Carlisle, Brady, Jasper, Quil, and I were sitting in what I had learned was Carlisle's cabin –the term they referred to the small house as- at the table. The present humans and shifters were eating their food while Rosalie had been eating nonstop all day.

"What?" Rosalie stopped chewing and stared at me.

"I'm leaving."

"Why?" Brady sounded severely upset and was staring at me with sad eyes.

Rosalie groaned and put her fork down, swallowing the mouthful of food. "Outside. Now, Bella." She stood up, the others watching us.

"We're not-" I started to protest.

"Now." She stormed out the door, not giving me a chance to answer.

"Go." Quil said quietly, he'd known I was leaving. He was the one who'd convinced me to stay the extra month. I'd done it. I'd waited. He'd gotten me some papers that identified me, something called an ID, passport, and a social security card. He offered to make some other papers but since I didn't plan staying away from here permanently he decided I wouldn't need them. I reluctantly got up and left the cabin.

The second I was out the door Rosalie threw me against the wall, pinning me there with one arm against the top of my chest while grabbing both my wrists in her other. "Dammit, Bella!"

"What the hell!" I struggled against her hold because, honestly, it hurt. I could feel myself bruising under her hold.

"You know nothing about anything yet you're going off into the real world without a second thought?"

"Let go of me." I gritted my teeth.

"Are you honestly that stupid?"

"Don't you dare lecture me about the right thing!" I narrowed my eyes and kicked her in the shin, it didn't faze her and she didn't let go.

"I'm not talking about the right thing. I'm talking about the stupid thing. Do you honestly think it's smart to go out on your own?"

"I don't really care what you think." She bared her teeth, putting more pressure on me, my breathing sped up and my eyes brimmed with tears.

"Dammit, Bella." She let go of me and I dropped to my knees, breathing quickly. I rubbed where she'd had the arm pinning me, glaring up at her.

"Don't you go around judging me for my decisions when you won't even get the balls to tell your son he's not your son!"

"What?" Both of us moved our focus to the doorframe where Brady stood with tears in his eyes.

"Shit." I whispered as I scrambled to my feet.

"Brady…" Rose choked out as he backed away into the house.

"You lied. You all lied to me!" He shifted forms and ran out the back door.

"Wait." Quil grabbed Rosalie's arm halfway through the house as she went to chase after him. She growled at him and jerked out of his hold, he got in her way before she could chase after him.

"Get out of my way, Quil. Now."

"You're pissed. He's upset. Now is not a good time. I will go talk to him." She clenched her fists at her side and spun around to face me. I'd unconsciously moved inside so I was standing in the doorframe. Quil threw me a glance before he shifted and bolted out the back door. I backed away as Rosalie stalked towards me.

"Bella, you might want to run." Alice spoke from the table. I turned and bolted however I didn't make it far before I was tackled and we rolled across the ground, she ended up on top of me pinning me to the ground in a similar position to when I'd been against the wall.

"What the fuck, Bella!" She hissed the words. "Eight years he's gone without knowing that! Eight fucking years! You had no right to bring that up! No fucking right! He's my son! Not your sister's!" I struggled against her, agonized sounds escaping me as she increased the pressure on me chest.

"Fuck you, Rosalie." I choked out, I could feel the bones in my chest wanting to crack but I wasn't going to give in on this. It wasn't my place to tell him the truth but he did deserve to know. It wasn't right that he didn't know. "If you'd grown up and told him the truth it wouldn't have been a shock to him. You need to calm the fuck down and go talk to him." She growled but loosened her hold on me.

"If you had your memories I'd understand why the fuck you felt it necessary to make me miserable on this crap. You don't remember your sister. Even if you did she's not the same woman you knew. Why does it matter so much to you?" She got off me and turned to face the group that had joined up by the tents to watch us. "Stop staring!" I struggled to my feet and backed away from her, wincing at the pain in my chest. "Don't you dare!" She moved her gaze back to me, growling the sentence out. "You are going to talk to my son since the fucking sun is setting and I was supposed to be buried ten minutes ago."

"You nearly broke my chest bone. Why do you think I'd be willing to talk to him?"

"Because you called me Rose." She smiled sadly then headed into the cave, shaking her head. Her mood swings apparently were bad on the day before a full moon but this was ridiculous.

"What does that mean?!" She didn't come back out. I groaned and grabbed my hair; pulling it. She was right. I wanted to go talk to Brady. It wasn't my place to tell him and the guilt gnawed at me because I'd done it.

I sighed and headed into the woods behind Carlisle's cabin, hoping I'd run into them. I wished I knew who I was. "Because you called me Rose." That had to mean I called her Rose in the past. I remembered vaguely when I'd accidentally called her that when we'd been talking about the same topic before the bonfire. If she addressed me calling her Rose it meant that she believed that it was relevant.

Why were my memories locked away then? Nahuel had described losing his memories completely different than I had experienced. It was almost like I was supposed to remember but I couldn't. Then there was my need to defend a sister I didn't remember anything about's son. It made no sense.

"Is it true?" I turned to face the small boy who had thrown on a t-shirt that was way too big for him. Even though I'd gotten accustomed to the shapeshifters usual state of limited clothing it still was a lot less uncomfortable when they put on something.

I sat down in front of him and he climbed into my lap immediately.

"I'm sorry you found out that way." He looked up at me, tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Who's my real mom?"

This was difficult to answer. I wanted to tell him Dol was his real mom. The problem was something stopped me. Something told me that I couldn't tell him that no matter how much I wanted to. "Rosalie is your real mom." I finally managed after considering it. Even if it hurt to say.

"My birth mom. Who's my birth mom?" He asked stubbornly.

I searched his expression then sighed in defeat. "She's a girl named Dol."

"Do you know my birth mom?"

Yes but I don't remember her. "No. I don't know her."

"Did you know her? In your past?"

She's apparently my sister so I did know her. "Yes. I don't remember anything about her."

"Nothing?" He looked down, I wrapped my arms around him carefully in a gentle hug.

I thought about it. I did have that one memory. One of the only memories I had. I thought about it. "I do remember something. It's not much." He looked back up at me with hopeful eyes. "We were little. About your physical age. She looked so dumb. Grinned like a fool. She wanted to play with me." I closed my eyes and savored the memory of a girl I knew nothing else about.

"That's all?"

"I wish I had more."

He leaned into me. "Who was she to you?"

I considered before finally answering him. If Rosalie hadn't wanted me to tell him she should've told me before. "My sister."

"So you're my aunt?" He thought about this before grinning and reciting. "Aunt Bell."

"Don't call me that."

"Too late." He giggled and squirmed out of my arms. "Aunt Bell! You're aunt bell!"

"Evil demon child." I got onto my knees as he shifted forms, tackling me to the ground playfully.

"Careful with your claws, Brady." Quil's voice pierced the air catching the small creature's attention. I looked up to see Quil standing over us with a smile on his face. "You found him, I see."

"Rosalie wanted me to talk to him so I did." He looked at Brady, the two of them had a silent conversation before he jumped off of me and ran in the direction of the encampment.

"You still want to leave tonight?" He asked after a minute.

"Yes."

"Nahuel wants to come with you."

"Of course he does." I shook my head in annoyance. He had developed a habit of "accidentally" walking in on me when I was changing clothes in my tent or showing up when I was bathing in the nearby lake. To say he was annoying was actually an understatement.

"I told him it was up to you. I do want to send someone with experience in the outside world with you. Preferably Rosalie."

"I don't want to wait until the morning."

"Bella, please. I'd be willing to send one of the other shapeshifters but Rosalie is the only one out of all of us who really knows you."

"She doesn't know me." I got up slowly. "She knew me. If I don't get my memories back then the girl she knew is dead."

"What you don't realize is the girl she knew is standing right in front of me. There's differences but you are that girl I met ten years ago. The way you're looking for your sister proves it. Wait until the morning. Let Rosalie come with you." I considered that carefully. It was true. I'd been extremely insistent on finding a girl I didn't know.

I finally slumped my shoulders in defeat. "Fine."

"Brady isn't completely okay. He acted like it but he's not. You should offer to let him stay in your tent so he doesn't sleep in the woods. Talk to him."

"He asked me about Dol but I don't remember her."

"Ask him about Rosalie. Make him talk about her. Rosalie is right. Dol left him. She is the mother who raised him. He did deserve to know Rosalie wasn't his birth mother but it doesn't change the fact that she raised him as her own. Have him talk about his childhood and his time with his mom before he stops using his human form again."

He shifted forms and took off in the direction away from the camp. I headed back towards the camp considering that he'd said. I might be the same person I had been before I lost my memories but he could be wrong. I had no idea how to feel about that.

I walked into the camp which was empty tonight, no one was around. I looked up at the beautiful full moon in the sky and considered just laying down on the ground and watching the moon until I fell asleep. I didn't though. Instead I moved my attention to Carlisle's cabin and went inside. Alice was laying on the couch curled in a ball while rubbing her temples. She watched me come in. Brady was sitting next to her head looking down at her, he didn't look up when I entered the room though he did move slightly away from me.

"What was she like?" He asked her.

I walked over to them quietly sitting on the floor next to her, she smiled tiredly at me then rolled onto her back. "Dol was selfish when I first saw her. I had a vision and she had to choose between getting Bella out of the city and never looking back or staying and helping save all the humans and shifters in the city. She never got to make the choice though. Some variables changed and the vision kept changing. She never stood a chance once Kachiri caught sight of her."

I grabbed my arms and fell back as terrible agony tore across my skin. I couldn't put a picture to the memory because it hurt. It hurt so much. I could feel myself crying.

I'm so sorry… Dol's voice rang through my head.

There was a weight on my chest that drew my attention from the pain. I blinked several times and focused on the boy on me. "Aunt Bell. Are you okay?"

I moved my gaze to Alice who had a very sad look on her face. "I'm sorry." She spoke softly, I tried not think about the pain I had just experienced. "I didn't-"

"What was that?" I whispered as Brady hugged me. I struggled into a sitting position, holding him with one arm as I did.

"I'm not completely sure but I can guess. I didn't think…" She struggled into a sitting position and pulled her knees to her chest, watching me warily.

"What happened to me?" I whispered as Brady squeezed me tighter.

"An insane vampire. I don't know much about it. I'm sorry, Bella." I looked down at Brady who was looking up at me with sad eyes. I leaned down and pressed my forehead against his.

"I'm alright." I mumbled quietly as I pulled back, the look on his face told me he didn't believe it. "Why don't you come stay in my tent tonight, Brady?" His eyes lightened and he nodded eagerly. "I'll meet you there. I need to talk to Alice."

He squirmed out of my arms and ran out of the room leaving me alone with Alice.

"You don't want to know." She said sadly when I looked at her.

"I need to."

"Of all the things you could possibly ask me about you are asking me about this one." She closed her eyes and sighed. "The scars from it healed when you were turned back into a human. It used to be overly obvious what happened to you to anyone. Everyone knew. This woman was deranged. She had an ability that allowed her to control shapeshifters. The Alpha Voice. She kept a pet shapeshifter with her at all times and the second she saw Dol she planned on having her, no matter what. When Dol told her she didn't want to come willingly she got pissed. I wish I'd seen. I wish I'd known. I didn't though. She used her Alpha Voice to make Dol torture you."

I closed my eyes and let this information flood me. I could still feel the tearing of a knife entering my flesh but I managed to not think about it. It wasn't easy but I managed to not think about it. I could deal with this. For now. It was difficult but I could deal with it. "Thank you."

"For bringing up some of your worst memories? No problem." She snorted.

"Memories are memories, Alice. I don't know anything about who I was." I paused for a second. "You had a vision before we came in, that was the reason for the headache, right?"

"I saw you, Rosalie, and Nahuel leaving in the morning."

"You swear you don't remember how you got turned back?"

"I'd kill to be a vampire again, Bella. I wish I knew what did it so I could make whatever or whoever it was change me back. This whole stuck human thing royally sucks."

"Carlisle is certain no one can change us back?"

"Venom doesn't burn through us like it should. Go talk to Brady." She smiled tiredly. "While you're in the big city you should go shopping for some clothes. You could use it."

I nodded and got to my feet, heading for the door. "I'll remember that."

I went outside and to the tent that had been setup for me the day after the bonfire when Rosalie had kicked me out of her cave. It wasn't big but it didn't need to be. There was backpack next to the door that held the papers Quil had given me along with some money and Frog who I'd taken from the cave. There was sleeping bag on the floor and a smaller one next to it with Brady laying on top of it.

"Hi, Aunt Bell." He grinned at me as I zipped the tent up and sat down on me sleeping bag, he immediately got up and crawled into my lap.

"I want to ask you about your mom."

"What about her?" He bit his lip nervously.

"Tell me about what you guys have done. Fun memories."

He thought for a while. "A year ago. We went to Orlando for two weeks. I remember how exciting it was for the both of us…" He went on and on about the trip, he talked about the animals they'd seen at a place called Animal Kingdom and how excited he was to meet Mickey Mouse. He went on to talk about how a princess named Cinderella told Rosalie she'd be a beautiful princess. The way he talked about her made me realize that Nahuel had been right about her being a child. I didn't know much about what he was talking about but the way he described her behavior made me completely aware that she was young. Probably younger than she looked. He talked and talked about the trip until he finally fell asleep in my lap.

I moved him to his sleeping bag careful not to wake him up then lay down in mine, laying my arm across him carefully. I closed my eyes and drifted into sleep, considering what he'd told me about.

"You might not like what you find." I looked around me, that same field I'd been in with the dead bodies. Dol stood in front of me again. I looked at her again.

"What do you mean?"

"You might not like what you find." She looked up at the foggy sky above us.

"Find where? What do you mean?" She stepped away when I moved towards her again. She met my gaze again.

"When you go to him. When you talk to Mike. You might not like what you find."

"How do you know?"

"I know you and I know Dol."

"Who are you?"

"I'm exactly what you see."

When I stepped towards her she stepped away again. "Why can't I touch you?"

"It's not time for you to be able to."

I reached for her again but she jumped away before I could grab her. "When will the right time be?"

"You haven't looked at the bodies yet." Her gaze moved to the nearest corpse as she knelt down next to it, running her hand across it. "You haven't acknowledged them. The deaths."

I looked down at her, noticing the body she was petting for the first time. It was a jaguar. The dead body of a jaguar. I looked away from it immediately.

"What happened to it?"

"Her name was Leah. You never saw her in her human form. Look at me." I swallowed and moved my gaze back to her. "Now look at her." I couldn't though, I couldn't look at the jaguar on the ground. I was completely incapable of bringing my gaze back to it.

"I can't."

"When you can look at her, you'll be ready. Until then, you won't." I felt the world around me fading.

"What do I need to be ready for?"

"Goodbye, Bella."

I jerked awake, I could feel myself crying. Why was I crying? Who was Leah? I took a deep breath and focused on my surroundings, wiping away the tears. I was alone in my tent, the sun had risen based off the limited light in my tent. I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. I'd have to ask Quil about it before I left. I focused myself and climbed out of my bag, picking up my backpack and opening it. I checked to make sure everything was still there. The cash, the papers that held my identity, Frog. I paused and pulled him out of the bag, looking at the small brown dogs with clear blue eyes.

We were on the other side of the doorframe and listening to them talk. We held Frog close, looking into his eyes.

"I need your help, Mike." Dol's voice filled the air suddenly, excitement clear in her voice.

I sat in my head listening to the encounter as the younger version of me appeared in our head. "Why can't you come back?" She asked me sadly. "It's making Dol sad."

"She needs to let me go. I can't do this. I can't stay out there. Our head is so broken."

"We can fix it." She insisted, stomping her foot in our head.

"I wish we could. Kachiri broke us. It's so hard to keep the memories at bay for you. Stay up front. She will make the right choice."

There was a very sharp sound of breaking glass, she took control of our body and bolted out the still cracked open front door to avoid our sister at the same time Jessica shouted "psychotic bitch!" We were close enough to hear Dol storm up the stairs.

I dropped Frog, my heart pounding in my chest. I'd been talking to myself…how was that possible…everything was so vivid…I closed my eyes and held onto that memory. It wasn't a good memory but it did tell me something important. I hadn't wanted to be in the real world. I could feel it. The version of me the memory had been through the eyes of had wanted nothing more than to be free of the burden of her memories. She didn't want the memories.

I sighed softly and picked Frog up, putting him back in my backpack then threw it over my shoulders and climbed out of my tent. There were animals moving around the camp but I didn't bother looking at them. Instead I headed straight for Carlisle's cabin. I wasn't far from the door when someone came up behind me and covered my eyes with their hands.

"Guess who!" I groaned. Dammit.

"Go away, Nahuel." I turned and pushed him away earning a pout from him.

"You know you love me. And that you're taking me with you."

"Any way I can bribe you to stay behind?"

"Nope." He grinned and pushed past me into Carlisle's cabin. "I love you, Bella!"

"Go to hell." I yelled after him then followed him in. Rosalie was laying on the couch half asleep covered in yellowing bruises. Brady was sitting next to her head on the floor. Carlisle was sitting at her feet, looking her over warily. Quil was sitting at the table eating something that I was pretty sure was deer meat. I really needed to find out the proper name for that. Nahuel sat down in front of Quil and pulled his plate away from him and grabbing said meat off the plate with his hand, taking a massive bite out of it.

"Are you serious?" Quil stared at him like he'd grown a second head.

"I'm hungry." Nahuel shrugged as he chewed on the bite of the food. Quil growled and grabbed it out of his hand. "Hey!"

"Go hunt your own food." Quil got up and held the food up. "Brady."

Brady looked up at Quil as he tossed the deer meat to the young boy who shifted immediately and jumped up, catching it midair. Nahuel got out of his seat and knelt down in front of the tiger. "Come on, Brady. Let me have it." He held out his hand earning a growl from the small tiger.

"I don't think you're getting it back." I grinned at Brady when his attention moved to me, he lay down and started eating the meat, Nahuel groaned and turned to glare at Quil.

"I hate you." Nahuel crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at Quil.

"Go get your own food you big baby." Quil rolled his eyes and sat back down.

I moved all my attention to Rosalie who was watching the encounter with a small smile on her face.

I walked over to her and sat down on the floor in front of her head. She narrowed her eyes at me.

"You look like shit."

"Thank you." She rolled her eyes and pushed herself into a sitting position, looking back to Brady. "He's okay." She looked back at me and I nodded. "You were right."

"So were you." She nodded absently at my response as she got up, I climbed to my feet with her.

"So when're we leaving?" Nahuel asked, drawing our attention.

"He is not going with us." Rosalie glared at Quil who held his hands up.

"I didn't invite him. He overheard my conversation with Bella after the bonfire." I shot Nahuel a death glare.

"You spied on us?"

"I was going to spy on wolf girl and her girlfriend but when I saw you and Quil I decided to follow the two of you instead."

"You're such a fucking creep." Rosalie growled out.

"I pride myself in that. Look, if I become too much a problem you can leave me on the side of a road." Rosalie crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head. "Come on. You are what, fourteen? Surely you can understand how much this means to me."

Fourteen. She was fourteen? How the hell was that possible? She looked no younger than her early twenties. Fourteen. Somehow that made it all make sense. "How the hell did you know that!"

"I listen. I have nothing better to do than listen. My mind is a blank slate."

She growled at him and stormed out the door, Brady jumped to his feet and chased her out after growling at Nahuel.

"How is that possible? How can she be fourteen?" I finally asked, Carlisle finally looked up.

"Around fourteen, maybe fifteen years ago I got her mother pregnant. She died giving birth to Rosalie. Half breeds grow physically at accelerated rates then stop growing around seven years after birth. You met her when she was four."

"That is so…weird..." I finally managed, thinking it over. It all made sense. All of it. "She mentioned she had a kid before Brady?"

"Not my story to tell." Carlisle focused back on the papers in front of him. I sighed and shook my head. Okay. Besides all of the things I should know but don't this morning had been mostly normal. I could deal with this as long as there were no more bombshells dropped on me I could make it through the day.

"You ready to go, Bella?" Quil finally asked. I nodded slowly.

He headed out the door and I followed him. "You coming, Nahuel?"

"You do love me." I could hear the grin in his voice as he followed us out. Rosalie was outside kneeling in front of Brady who was crying softly as she talked quietly to him.

"I'll be home in a couple months at the most. I promise." She held out her arms, he hesitantly moved into them and hugged her.

"Okay." I heard him say quietly. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too, baby boy." She kissed his forehead then got up, he shifted and took off into the trees opposite us. She turned to face us with a sad look on her face. "Let's go."

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We were riding in a vehicle Quil called a Jeep through the woods. He explained briefly that we were in the middle of the woods somewhere in Colorado. The ride was bumpy and nauseating and took two hours which was pure misery for me. I partially regretted the entire decision to make a trip. I understood the need to be far from civilization but it didn't make it any better. Quil wasn't happy that he was stuck driving us but since none of us knew how to drive and none of the others had been willing he'd gotten stuck with driving us out. We'd finally made it though.

We were at the edge of a very small town by the name of Mandate with a population of two hundred and three humans and one shapeshifter by the name of Haley.

"You know where you're going, right Rosalie?"

"Yes I know, Quil. You are worse than Carlisle." She pulled her backpack out of the back of the jeep and threw it over her shoulder complaining under her breath about idiot alphas and their need to make sure things are going good.

"I can hear you, you know."

"I know. I just don't care." She laughed when he growled at her. I looked towards the city as a small woman with dark eyes and blonde hair came down the path that lead to us from the town. She waved at us, smiling shyly.

"Haley!" Quil grinned when he saw her and strolled over to her, picking her up in a hug. He set her down and turned to face us. "Bella, meet Haley."

She tugged his shirt and when he looked back at her she moved her hands in rapid motions. He nodded and shook his head between pauses.

"She's a mute." Rosalie spoke softly as she tossed me my backpack. "It's a common thing that shapeshifters are born with or develop over time." I threw my backpack over my shoulders and waved at Haley who smiled sadly at me, biting her lip before returning to moving her hands at Quil.

"She says there's a bus that can take you to Denver or if one of you can drive she has a car."

"I can drive us." Nahuel spoke up as he climbed out of the backseat.

"You can drive?" Quil growled at him.

"Carlisle taught me last year." Nahuel pulled his own bag out of the back, strapping it over his shoulder.

"Are you joking?" Quil stepped forward.

"Nope. He decided it might do me some good to learn how to drive so he took me out to learn." He moved around the car and leaned against the hood.

"And when I was trying to get someone else to drive you guys out here?"

"You never asked me." He shrugged casually.

"I'm not supposed to drive. I have one eye, genius."

He shrugged again which earned a heavy growl followed by a large wolf tearing out of what was once Quil.

Haley stomped her foot then clapped, drawing the attention of everyone. Quil growled lowly turning his attention to her. She crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at him. He growled lowly and shook his head, dropping his ears.

She grinned and took a backpack I hadn't noticed off her back and pulled a pair of black sweatpants out of it, holding it out for him. Quil walked over to her and shifted back into his human form, taking the pants from her and putting them on. "Thank you." He looked back over his shoulder and narrowed his eyes at Nahuel. "This is not over. When you get back I am going to kill you."

She tugged his sleeve and he moved his focus back to her. She moved her hands again and he groaned. "I know that. How can I be a proper leader with you telling me not to do exactly that?"

She shook her head and hugged him before pulling away again. She looked at us and held her hand up, motioning for us to follow her. She put the backpack on her back and headed toward the town.

"Bye, Bella. When you find Dol tell her I'm going to kick her ass." He went to climb in the Jeep but paused, glaring at Nahuel. "Are you serious?"

"It wasn't my idea." He held his hands up as Quil pulled Nahuel's bag off his shoulder and set it on the ground, he unzipped it.

"Out. Now." Quil growled out, the bag moved and Brady stood up, the entire group stared at him. "Are you kidding me?"

"I wanted to go with them." He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Nahuel. "You said no one would notice until we were gone!"

"I didn't tell him." Nahuel defended himself against the small boy.

"Get in the Jeep. You aren't coming with us." Rosalie shook his head at him. "We will talk about this later." She turned and followed Haley without speaking another word.

Brady pouted but let Quil pick him up and put him back in the car. Nahuel leaned down and zipped his bag up, Quil kicked him in the side of the head then went around the car climbing back in.

"I've earned that." Nahuel shook his head as he followed after Rosalie.

"Bye, Brady." I waved at him then went after them.

Still nothing from Dol. Oddly quiet without her. What're you guys thinking?