I do not own Fable
"Ben? Are you even listening to me?" Walter broke into Ben's thoughts. They were sitting at a table, playing poker and Walter asking about something. But Ben wasn't listening; his mind kept straying to Julia in her dress.
Ben looked up from his cards at Walter, "huh? Oh yeah." He looked back down.
"Alright, then what did I just say?" Walter asked.
"You were talking about how you are terrible poker player?" Ben tried, smirking. Already he had beaten Walter in ten out of eleven games.
"No, I was saying on how long it's been since Swift left for the castle," Walter said, not smiling.
"I'm sure he's fine," Ben reassured Walter, glancing back at his cards and throwing in a few coins.
"Listen, after this game, I want you to go to the castle and see if you can find anything out alright? I'll have Julia meet you there when she and Page get back alright?"
"Yep! I'll go right now!" Ben jumped up, slamming his cards down, "I win! Royal flush!"
"Wait!" Ben stopped and turned back to face Walter. "You should change first. That uniform stands out quite a bit. Everyone knows you're a part of the resistance now, and I don't want to lose you; you're the best shot we have at the moment."
"Love you too Wally," Ben smirked, turning around and walking away to see if he could find some new clothes.
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"Ah there you are Julia; I was wondering if you had died or something. I see you changed," Ben smirked as Julia walk up to him. She was surprised he wasn't more worried. She wondered if he had heard the same message she had back in Millfields. "Come on then, let's just find Swifty and get out of here."
They had met at the entrance to the castle grounds. After Julia's battle at Reaver mansion, she heard the town crier yell about a message from Logan. She had split with Page, grabbed a spare pair of clothes, and ran up to Bowerstone. Julia wasn't sure if anyone from the resistance would be there, but she was relieved to find Ben Finn waiting for her.
"Whatever you say," Julia shrugged and they entered the castle grounds.
There was a large gathering already, despite the growing threat of rain. Julia looked up to see her brother standing at the top of the balcony. Julia noticed how much he had changed since the last time she had seen him; then again the last time she had seen him was fourteen years ago. Logan had streaks of grey in his hair, and bags under his eyes, as though he hadn't had a good night's rest in a few weeks.
"Traitors walk amongst us," Logan began as the rain began to pour down. "They wear all sorts of disguises, they might even been your closest friends. Like Major Swift here," Logan pointed to the guards, who were holding up a bloodied man. He lifted his head to reveal that it was Swift.
"Swift," Julia heard Ben breath beside her. She saw him stiffen as the guards pushed Swift up against the wall.
"Don't do anything stupid," Julia whispered in his ear, gently grabbing his arm.
"Yes, Major Swift here is a traitor, and he will be an example of what any traitor will go through," Logan continued as the guard lifted a gun to Major Swift's head. Julia tightened her grip on Ben's arm as the shot rang out and Swift dropped to the ground, dead.
Ben turned to Julia as the rain began to plummet down, "He, he can't do this! He has to be stopped!"
"I know," Julia said softly, trying to comfort him.
"We have to tell the others! Come on!" and the pair ran off down the streets, into the darkening sky.