Chapter 20

A Peaceful Day

"Sota? Yo, Sota, you aight? You 'wake?"

Sota sighed. "I am now. . ." He stared at the white tiled ceiling. "Wait. . . Where. . . Where are we?" Jumping up, he continued, "Where's Sarah?!"

"We're in the hospital, and Sarah, she in the delivery room, yo," Darren answered. "She 'bout to 'ave her kid."

Sota jumped to his feet. "What? Why didn't you tell me?" Sota glanced out the window. It was nighttime. "How long was I asleep?"

"You been sleepin' for almost a day," Darren answered.

"A day? What about everyone else? Are they all right?!" Sota asked.

"They all fine. But, them nurses did say that Sarah was 'avin' a 'ard time. . ."

"Where is she? What room?"

"Hell if I know," Darren shrugged.

Sota stepped passed him and out the door. He paced down the hallway until he ran into Runea. When Runea saw him, she spun around and gave him a quick hug. "Oh Sota! You're okay."

"Runea, where's Sarah?" Sota asked.

Runea slowly turned around and faced one of the doors to a room. "She's in there. . ."

"Is she all right?"

"She's having a hard time. . ." A scream of pain filled the air. When Runea saw the worried look on Sota's face, she realized that he knew that it had been Sarah who screamed. "You know what, they're not going to let you in anyway, so why don't you go check on Bardroy?" Runea suggested.

Sota nodded slowly. "Okay. . . I'll do that. What room's he in?"

"Room 301," Runea replied.

Turning around, Sota searched around for room. When he finally found it, he watched as Miranda stepped out of the room. She paused, stared at him, and finally smiled and continued to walk away.

Sota smiled back at her and entered the room. Bardroy was sitting on the bed, eating some candy. Bandages were wrapped around his chest and a few band aides covered various cuts on his body.

Bardroy looked up at Sota, a smile spreading across his face. "Hey Sota!" he said through a mouthful of candy.

Sota blinked and eyed the basket of candy that Bardroy was rummaging through. "What. . . What the hell, Bardroy?! You're telling me that I was worrying my ass over you and here you are eating candy!? Why didn't you share any of it with me? I'm your brother! Where the hell did you even get that candy anyway? We haven't even been here for a day and you're already getting treats. Who gave it to you?"

"Miranda," Bardroy answered. "And she gave it to me. Not you."

Sota frowned. "Fine then. You can just hog it all and get fat. But I will warn you, Runea likes, skinny, muscular men."

Bardroy paused. "Is that true. . ?"

"I'm just telling you what Runea told me."

Bardroy pulled the lollipop out of his mouth. "But it's so good. . . But still. . . I guess that it is fattening. . . Oh well." He continued to suck on it.

Sota sighed. "Can I at least have a chocolate bar?"

Bardroy handed one to him. "Knock yourself out."

"Thanks."

"So Sota, what did happen to me, after I ran out of Kira's chamber?"

"Well," Sota began, "I'm not so sure. You're just going to have to ask Runea and Darren because I never left the castle after that."

"Guess you're right," Bardroy nodded.

Runea quickly ran into the room. She wrapped her arms around Sota and pulled him into a happy hug. "Oh Sota. . . I'm so happy for you. . ." She pulled away and looked up at him with a smile. "Do you want to go and meet your son?"

Sota was silent for a moment before he slightly nodded and left the room.

"I wanna go too," Bardroy said, beginning to stand up, wincing because of his wound afterward.

"No, no, no," Runea responded, putting her hands on Bardroy's shoulders and gently pushing him back onto the bed.

"But why not?" Bardroy protested. "I'm the uncle! And why didn't anyone tell me that Sarah was going to have a kid? You don't just keep those kinds of things a secret!"

"I'm sorry Bardroy," Runea apologized. "We didn't know how to tell you. We didn't know how you would react."

"What, did you think that I'd be mad?" Bardroy huffed, crossing his arms.

"Are you mad?"

Bardroy shook his head, a smile on his face. "How can I? I'm an uncle!" he replied happily, punching the air. He winced shortly afterward.

"That's enough moving around for you," Runea told him, gently lying him down on the bed. "It's late. You should get some rest."

"Runea," Bardroy began, "promise me that you won't ever lie to me again. Please?"

Runea sighed and then smiled. "I promise. And, if there's anything I can do for you, anything at all, just tell me."

"Anything?" Bardroy asked mischievously, slowly sitting up.

Runea nodded.

Bardroy smirked. "How about a kiss?"

Runea blinked back her shock. "What? What did you say?" she asked, hoping that she had heard him wrong.

"A kiss. You said that you'd do anything for me so. . ." He grinned.

Runea quickly countered, "I'll give you one on the cheek. That's it."

"Fair enough," Bardroy agreed, turning his head to the side so Runea could kiss his cheek. When she leaned forward to give him a quick peck on the cheek, he turned his head. There lips touched for a moment before Runea pulled away, realizing what she had did. She blushed, managing a steady smile.

Bardroy was beaming, a satisfying grin spread out across his face.

Runea couldn't help but to smile; Bardroy was clever. She put her hand on his head and ruffled his hair. "You're just like your brother, Bardroy," she sighed, shaking her head. "Now you should rest."

Still grinning, he nestled himself down and pulled the bed sheet over his body. "Bye Runea."

"Bye Bardroy. I'll come back later and see how you're doing," she told him. "Sleep tight."

Sarah smiled happily when Sota entered the room. He quietly closed the door and began to slowly step towards her.

"Come on Sota, don't be shy," Sarah beckoned. "Come and meet your son."

Sota approached her bedside and knelt down beside her. He took the child that was wrapped in a blanket into his arms. The baby appeared to be asleep at first but he finally blinked his green eyes open.

Sota stared at the child for a few moments. Their eyes were the exact same color. A smile spread across Sota's face when he noticed that the baby had blonde hair too.

"Looks just like you, doesn't he?" Sarah asked, a smile forming on her lips too.

Sota nodded, pulling the child closer to himself.

There was a quiet knock on the door. A nurse stepped into the room. "Sorry to barge in, but we just need to run a few tests on the baby."

"Oh, go right ahead," Sota told her, stepping towards her and carefully holding out his son to her.

She gently took him into her arms. "Thank you. We'll bring him back to you as soon as we're finished." And with that said, she stepped out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Sota advanced back towards Sarah. He laid down next to her on the bed and wrapped his arm around her body. "Oh Sarah, he's so beautiful."

"Considering the fact that he looks like you, he won't have a problem being handsome in the future," Sarah joked.

Sota sighed. "Even after giving birth, you can still crack a joke."

"I know. This isn't the time for jokes."

Sota smiled and kissed Sarah on the cheek. It was silent for a moment before he spoke again. "He still needs a name."

"Oh, I guess that he does. . . Well, have any ideas?" Sarah asked.

Sota shrugged. "I didn't really have the time to think about it. How about Sota Jr.?"

Sarah snorted.

"I was just kidding," Sota told her. "I would never name a kid after myself."

"Neither would I." Sarah thought for awhile and then finally suggested, "What about Sanji?"

"Sanji?" Sota propped himself up on one arm. "Where'd you come up with that?"

"I just made it up now, actually," Sarah admitted. "It was just a suggestion."

"No," Sota shook his head. "I like it. Sanji Davidson or Sanji Sinclair?"

"Sanji Davidson," Sarah answered. "It sounds much better than the other one." She sighed dreamily. "Finally, a day where I can sit back and relax."

Sota agreed with her. "Me too."

Bardroy yawned and stretched as he paced down the hallway. "Well, I suppose that was a good nap. . . Although it only lasted about ten minutes." He sighed. "Now where was Sarah again. . ?"

As he continued down the hall, a smirk spread across his face when he recalled the kiss he stole from Runea. I wonder. . . Was it okay for me to do that. . ? Yeah, of course. Now that Runea knows what it feels like to kiss me, she'll be begging for more when I'm older. He rounded a corner and spotted the delivery room. "Oh, there it is." He headed towards the room. To his left, a nurse passed him. She was carrying a baby.

Bardroy slowly glanced at her as she did to him. They exchanged glances for moment before the nurse looked away and went on her way.

Bardroy paused and turned around. There was something odd about how the nurse looked at him. There was something familiar about her. . .

Shrugging, Bardroy entered the delivery room. "Sota? Sarah?" When he saw them, he smiled. "Where's the baby?" he asked, leaning against the side of the bed.

"The nurse just took him," Sota replied.

"Aww man. . ." Bardroy huffed. "And I was so looking forward to meeting my nephew. . ."

"Well, he'll be here later," Sarah told him reassuringly.

"Listen," Sota began, "you can just come back later."

"All right," Bardroy sighed. "Can you at least tell me what you named him?"

"We named him Sanji. Sanji Davidson," Sarah replied.

Bardroy smiled. "I like it. Come get me when that nurse gets back."

"Will do," Sota told him, watching as his little brother left the room.

When Bardroy closed the door, he began to head back to his own room. He froze when he stepped in something wet and crimson.

Blood. It trailed down the hallway and to a closet.

Before he even had a chance to react, someone screamed. One of the nurses had opened the closet door to a dead body.

"Oh my god!"

"What? What happened?!" A few other nurses entered the scene.

"Holy. . . Is she dead?"

"Yeah. . . She's not breathing. . ."

"Who could have done this?"

It took a few moments before Bardroy realized that the dead woman was the nurse that he had saw before, the one that was holding the child and walking down the hallway. . .

Horror swept over Bardroy's body. The child that the nurse had been carrying was Sanji. But where was he now?

Bardroy glanced around the hallway. He didn't see any children nor could he hear any crying. He caught a glimpse of someone rounding a corner and heading down the staircase to the first floor. Whoever it was looked suspicious and was holding a baby. Before Bardroy acted, he wondered if he should get Sota or Runea first. . . Perhaps Darren. . .

He knew that there was no time for that. Whatever he was doing, he had to do it himself. He quickly chased after the nurse and ran down the staircase that led to the first floor. When there was no sign of her, he ran to the entrance.

Bardroy stepped out into the silent, cold night. A gentle breeze blew against the trees, making the leaves rustle. The full moon was the only source of light outside. It provided enough light for Bardroy to see the woman standing just in front of the trees that led into the woods.

He quickly ran towards her, not saying a word. With each step he took, the cold ground crunched beneath him. No doubt, the woman heard him. She turned around, Sanji still wrapped in her arms.

Bardroy didn't know what to say to her. Although he didn't know her and he never saw her before, there was still that feeling of familiarity lingering around. Her eyes. . . He saw them before, but he couldn't remember where.

The woman focused on Sanji for a few moments before she finally held him out to Bardroy. "Take him," she said, her voice coming out in more of an order.

Instead of replying, Bardroy cautiously took a few steps forward and quickly snatched Sanji back. As soon as he pulled Sanji away, he started to cry.

Stepping away from the woman, Bardroy started to whisper calming comments to stop Sanji from crying. "Shh. . . Shh. . ." he whispered softly, cradling the child in his arms.

It was silent for a few moments before the woman spoke again. "Don't make them worry more than they have to."

Bardroy knew that she was referring to Sota and Sarah. He didn't know if he should tell them or not. If he did, who knows what Sota would do. . .

The woman pointed to the hospital. "Go, now."

Bardroy slowly nodded and took a few steps backward before he raced off to the hospital.

Bardroy stepped into the delivery room once again, Sanji safely in his arms.

"Hey, there you are," Sota said. "How come you have Sanji?"

"Oh. . . Uh. . . Well. . ." Bardroy quickly thought of something. "I ran into the nurse in the hallway and she said that I could bring him back to you guys."

"Did you tell her that you were the uncle?" Sarah asked.

Bardroy nodded. "Yeah, I kind of just blurted it out," he lied.

"Well, what do you think of Sanji?" Sota asked.

Bardroy looked down at the child he was holding. It was kind of hard to tell what the kid looked like outside in the dark but now that he was in the light, he could see clearly. Bardroy smiled. "He's so cute. . . He looks like you Sota."

"I know, right?" Sarah agreed.

Bardroy handed Sanji back to Sarah. "You should at least be able to spend the most time with him. . . You are the mother after all."

Sarah took Sanji in her arms and kissed in on the forehead. "Thanks Bardroy."

"You're welcome."

Sota glanced at the clock on the wall. "It's pretty late. . . We should all get some rest. . . That includes you Bardroy."

"Aww, do I have to?" Bardroy whined.

"Don't worry, we'll be here in the morning. It's not like we're going anywhere."

Bardroy sighed. "All right. Night Sota, goodnight Sarah. Night Sanji."

Chapter 21

The Proposal

"OMIGOSH!" Runea squealed. "HE'S SO CUTE!"

"Why thank you," Sarah replied. "I'm sure he appreciates that too."

"'e is pretty cute, yo," Darren commented, letting Sanji toy with his large fingers. "'e look just like you Sota. No wonder 'e's good lookin'."

"I'm guessing that was a compliment," Sota guessed. "But thanks, I guess."

"Can I hold 'im yo?" Darren asked, holding out his arms to take Sanji.

"No!" Sarah quickly answered. "With our luck, you'll drop him on his head and he'll be no better than you!"

A hurt look spread across Darren's face.

Runea saw the change in Darren's expression and quickly said, "Darren, how about I hold him and you can just look at him?"

"Yo," Darren smiled. "That fine, yo."

Sarah handed Runea Sanji who let out a small laugh. "Oh my gosh Sarah. . . He's just so cute," Runea commented once again. "I just can't stand it. I love children. I can't wait to have a few of my own. I can't wait to have a family and marry."

"Well you know Runea," Bardroy began, "I'm still free. And I love kids too. I wouldn't mind having some with you if you'd let me."

A silence spread over the five.

Sota burst out laughing and Sarah just stood, a grin on her face.

Runea's face turned red.

Darren turned to Bardroy and cursed, "Ya bastard, what'd ya say ta 'er? You wouldn't yo! Runea belong to me and only me! You dumbass! I teach ya to make comments like that!"

"Darren!" Runea managed to snap. "He's still wounded from that last battle. . . And. . . I'm sure that he didn't mean what he said. . . Right Bardroy. . ? Right. . ?"

Bardroy blinked. "I meant it. . . But, I have to admit, how do you have a kid? Can someone tell me please?"

The redness continued to cover Runea's cheeks. She took a deep breath. "Sota? Did you by any chance ever tell Bardroy about puberty? Or
anything that he needs to know?"

Sota shook his head. "No, I didn't actually. . . But Darren may have."

"Darren!" Runea lectured. "Why would you tell him!? He's just at little boy!"

"Yo, I didn't tell 'im!" Darren protested, putting his hands in the air. "I swear, yo!"

"Then how do you know. . ?"

Bardroy blinked and cocked his head. "I don't know actually. . . That's kind of the point why I asked how. Well, I guess that Runea can just show me when that time comes."

Sarah busted out laughing along with Sota.

"Yo! Runea won't ever be able to show ya 'cause she'll be too busy doin' it with me instead!" Darren shouted.

"Doing what? I'm confused," Bardroy sighed.

"Forget it, Bardroy. Just forget it,"Sota told him, patting him on the back. "You'll figure it out one day. I'll tell you when you're older."

"If 'e's still there by then," Darren muttered. "I might jus' kill 'im by then if he keeps makin' comments like that."

Runea sighed and touched Darren's arm. "Darren, please. He's ten. Just let it go. . ."

"Fine," Darren huffed. "But only 'cause ya asked me to."

Runea looked down at the child she was holding. Sanji smiled up at her. "Sarah. . . He's just. . . Oh. . ."

"I know Runea," Sarah nodded. "He's just so cute. Believe me, you told me ten times already." Sarah took Sanji back when Runea handed him to her.

"Well, he is," Runea stated. "If I was his mother, I'd be very proud."

"I am proud," Sarah told her. "Sota and I are very proud."

"Oh, Sarah," Sota began.

"Hmm?" she questioned, turning to him. "What is it?"

"Just hear me out, okay?" Sota took a deep breath. "I know I'm a reckless jerk. What I did to you was wrong of me. I should have told what was happening but I didn't and it's my fault that all of this happened. I know that you'd probably be better off without someone like me and you can have a better life with someone else. . . It's just. . . I love you. . . And well. . ." Sota went down onto one knee. "I don't have anything to offer to you. . . I don't even have a ring. . ." He took Sarah's hand and looked deeply into her eyes. "But. . . will you marry me?"

Runea put her hand over her mouth to stifle one of her happy sobs.

Sarah was quiet. It seemed as though an eternity passed by before she finally responded. "Will you still buy me a ring?"

Sota blinked and nodded. "Yes, I will buy you a ring."

"Oh Sota, I do! I will marry you!" Sarah squealed.

Sota looked stunned. "Really?"

Sarah nodded happily.

A satisfied smirk spread out across Sota's face as he stood up. When he did, Sarah slapped him across the face. His eyes widened, a hurt expression replacing the smile.

"I want to know what took you so long to propose!" she yelled.

"Sarah!" Runea gasped. "How could you!?"

"Well, he deserved it!" Sarah shouted. "He should have proposed months ago!" Sarah sighed and leaned forward, placing a kiss on Sota's lips. "But yes," she said more softly. "I will marry you Sota. . . Because I love you too."

"Oh my. . ." Runea cried, tears rolling down her cheeks. "It just keeps getting better and better. . . Oh Sarah I'm so happy for you!"

"What? You're marrying Sarah?" Bardroy asked. "But she's so mean!"

Sarah gave Bardroy an evil look.

Sota sighed. "Well Bardroy, when you're older and you get teenage hormones, you'll understand."

Bardroy cocked his head. "Huh? What are hormones?"

"I'll just tell you when you're older," Sota sighed again.

"I hate being little. . ." Bardroy whined. "Why can't you just tell me now?"

"It can wait," Sarah cut in, ending that conversation. "The only thing I'm concerned about. . . How are we supposed to pay for a wedding?"

"Yo, I pay for it," Darren responded. "Will this cover it?" He shoved his hands in his pockets and pulled out a few thousand dollars. "'ere ya are."

Sarah took the money without delay. "Oh Darren! Thank you! Maybe I should just marry you instead. . ."

"Sarah!" Sota snapped.

"Oh Sota! I'm just kidding!" She muttered under her breath, "But still. . ."

"Only 'ception yo," Darren began, "I be the bes' man."

"Done," Sota concluded. "You'll be the best man."

"What? But what about me?" Bardroy complained. "I should be a part of something!"

"You can be the flower girl," Sarah joked.

Darren busted out laughing. "Ooooohhhhh! BURN!"

Bardroy frowned. "Shut up you ape. It's now three against one, so beat that."

Darren's mouth fell open. "Yo, we still keepin' count?"

Bardroy nodded.

"Damn ya!"

"Darren!" Runea snapped. "How dare you say that to him! He's just a child! Leave him alone!"

Darren grumbled something that was definitely a curse and then went silent.

"So, I guess that we'll be heading home now, huh?" Bardroy asked.

Sarah nodded. "Well, we did what we could, and now it's time for us to all rest."

"I could agree more Sarah," Runea agreed. "Let's go home."

Chapter 22

As Year's Go By. . .

It didn't take long for Sarah and Sota get married. Once they did, Sarah moved in with Sota and they started to have a life. Although Bardroy lived with them, he wasn't there much for he decided to stay at the college to learn more.

Darren proposed to Runea at Sota's wedding and to everyone's shock, she accepted. It didn't take long for Runea to have her first child, a son, who they named Eric Minamimoto.

It didn't take long for Sarah to decide that she wanted a daughter. Sota didn't decline the offer. About a year after Eric was born, Sarah finally got pregnant and gave birth to a set of twins, the girl, Savannah, being the oldest, and the boy, Sora Lee, being the youngest of the now three Davidson children.

A few years after Sora Lee was born, Runea was blessed with another son, Riku. By the time Riku was one year old, Sarah was pregnant again also.

There was a prophecy about a Keyblade Master who was bound by Fate to open the Door To Light. A boy with brown hair and striking blue eyes. . . A boy named Sora.

When Sota learned about the foretelling, he couldn't ignore the fact that the destined Keyblade Master's appearance matched Sora Lee's. He had himself convinced that Lee was the the one that was supposed to change the Fate of the world. And if that was the case, he had to be protected. Lee's survival was what mattered the most. . . Even if it cost the life of the other children Sota had sired. . .

Sota, Sarah, and Bardroy sat silently at the kitchen table.

The fifteen-year-old broke the silence. "So. . ." Bardroy began, his tired eyes slightly opened. He was having a hard time of keeping his head up. "Can I go to bed now. . ? Why the hell are we just sitting here. . ? It's after midnight and I'm freakin' tired."

"Yeah Sota," Sarah yawned, "what did you want to tell us? I doubt it's that important."

"It's very important actually," Sota corrected his wife. "Like I said before, there's that prophecy about the Keyblade Master. It has to be Lee."

"Sota. . ." Sarah began softly. She didn't want to be rude about it, but this had gone on long enough.

"Ugh Sota. . . Not this again," Bardroy cut in. "How stupid can you be? What is so important about Lee?"

"Everything is important about Lee," Sota told him. "We can't just ignore this. The Fate of the world. . . No, the Fate of the universe lies in his hands. He needs to know what he's capable of doing."

"Dumbass," Bardroy muttered. "He's three."

Sota ignored him. "Well, I presume that the minions of the Darkness and Kira have both heard of this prophecy. They're definitely going to be searching for the one named Sora whenever the time comes. We can't let that happen."

Bardroy glanced at Sarah and asked, "Is he high?"

Again, Sota continued, "Now, since we have beings of the Darkness that will want to take Lee, I was thinking that we could use a decoy."

"Decoy? What are you gonna do? Ask Darren to dress up as a three year old and run around town? Hell no. You're just being stupid Sota. Forget it," Bardroy complained.

"The decoy would be the baby that Sarah's about to have," Sota stated.

A silence filled the room.

Sarah ran her hand along her large belly. "What. . ? You're going to use your next child as a decoy. . ?"

"Yeah, hopefully, if it's a boy, we'll name him Sora and teach him that he's the one destined to change the world," Sota said.

"That's just wrong," Bardroy sighed. "It's never going to work."

"The only thing is that in order for this to work," Sota continued, "Lee can't meet the decoy. It's too risky. We'll have to keep them separated for as long as we can. That's where you come in Bardroy."

Bardroy raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"

"You'll be taking Lee, Sanji, and Savannah and living some place else. I actually know a place where you can live. There's a secluded forest out there where you can take the kids and stay."

"Secluded fore~ No! No!" Bardroy shook his head. "You're telling me that you want me to leave my home just to take care of three children in a marooned woods somewhere miles away from here? I'm sorry, but I'm not doing it. That's bullshit."

"You can manage Bardroy. Besides, I already pulled you out of college."

Bardroy blinked. "What?"

"You are no longer going to the college."

"What? How. . . How could you!? You can't just pull me out of my education!" Bardroy yelled.

"Sure I can. I'm your guardian," Sota breathed. "I can do whatever I want with you."

Bardroy folded his arms and huffed, "I swear that you exist to make my life suck. . . I'm only fifteen, I can't take care of three kids."

"By yourself, no. But, that's why Miranda is going to help you," Sota informed him.

Bardroy's eyes widened. "Excuse me? What did you say? Miranda? Why would you ask her? You're telling me that I have to raise your children with her! Forget it! I refuse!"

"I thought you liked Miranda," Sota said.

"She's a bitch," Bardroy responded.

Sota shook his head. "You can live with it."

Sarah slammed her fist down onto the table when she stood up. "Sota, we're not going through with this!"

"Yes, we are." Sota narrowed his eyes at her.

"I'm not letting you use my next child as a toy Sota! I won't let you!" Sarah yelled.

Sota stood up, saying no word. He paced over to his wife and then smacked her squarely across the face.

Sarah cried out in pain and staggered a few steps backward until her back was pressing against the wall. Sota gripped both of her shoulders and shoved her harder into the wall. "We're going through with this whether you like it or not. You hear me?"

Sarah didn't respond.

"Answer me!"

Sarah nodded quickly, stifling a sob.

"Have the kids ready by tomorrow." And with that, Sota stepped away from her and went upstairs.

Bardroy stood from the table and advanced over to Sarah. He took her hand and led her over to one of the kitchen chairs. She collapsed down onto the kitchen chair, breathing hard, tears brimming in the corners of her eyes.

"Sarah?" Bardroy asked. "You all right?"

Sarah nodded slowly. "I'm fine. . . That's not the first time he's done that."

Bardroy frowned and narrowed his eyes. "Damn bastard. . . What the hell does Sota think he's doing?" He headed towards the staircase.

"Bardroy, no." Sarah shook her head. "He'll just yell at you too."

"But. . . But he~"

"Just cope with him for now," Sarah told him. "The best thing we can do for ourselves is to just listen to him." Sarah ran her hand along her red cheek. "Please Bardroy, just listen to him."

Bardroy sighed. "All right. . . So I guess that I'll be living somewhere else then huh. . ?"

"Guess so," Sarah nodded. "Better start to pack your bag."

"What should I even take? How long am I going to be there?"

Sarah shrugged. "Just take what you you think you'll need."