And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry

Neal hadn't heard from Dom in a long time and was starting to get slightly worried, so he walked the short distance to Dom's room. e opened the door to find his cousin sitting on the floor with a jug of alcohol in his hand. (I originally had schooner but I don't think that fits...)

'What are you doing?' Neal yelled rushing into the room and taking the jug from him. It was still full though and hadn't been drunk at all.

'Thinking,' Dom muttered. Neal tried to ignore the tears that still poured down Dom's face. He put the jug on the table beside him and Helped Dom from his position against the wall. Dom staggered upwards but didn't continue to sway like he would have done if he had actually drank anything from the jug.

'There's no smell of Alcohol. And can you not think without this?' Neal asked and gestured to the jug.

'Helps me to think better,' Dom replied. Neal rolled his eyes.

'Good. Go and do something useful in the camp other than using up all the supplies. I have other things to do,' said Neal and walked out of the room with the alcohol.

'Damn,' Dom muttered and went out to go and do the stupid guard duty that he would have to do next to Lerant who would tease him the whole time.

The time was torture to say the very least. Lerant didn't stop talking about Lalasa and their new child they were going to have soon and in general, it made Dom in an even worse mood then before because he realised that it would never happen with Kel.

That's if she even wanted it in the first place, he thought as he left his post when the new person came. Instead of going back to the room with all the memories, he headed straight to the infirmary, trying to find Neal to have him talk his ear off.

Neal wasn't there but the little boy, Neal (2) was awake and running his hands along a practice sword. Smiling Dom went and got another.

'Hello, Neal!' he called out.

'Hi!" the little boy replied enthusiastically.

'Do you want to play?' Dom asked and walked near the little child so that he knew where he was.

'What are we going to play?' the kid asked back.

'Well, I was thinking that we could play "Protector of the Small",' reasoned Dom and the Neal nodded enthusiastically.

'I am going to be Neal,' he said proudly.

'I will have to be a baddie then,' Dom said. 'Lay down your sword knight, or you will die.'

'Never! Kel, go after the children, I will hold off this one!' Neal yelled and charged for Dom. Dom batted Neal's word away gently and then hit him, just as softly, on the shoulder.

'Face it, I am the better one! Submit to me!' Dom replied and accepted when Neal hit him hard across the shins with only a little wince.

'I will win! And Tortall will win as well!' yelled Neal and hit Dom right where it hurts.

'I'm dead,' said Dom and he fell to the floor holding certain parts of him.

'I win!' yelled Neal. 'Are you O.K.?' he asked after not hearing Dom get back up again.

Slowly he opened his eyes...

Dom froze as he saw eyes that were the same colour as his except with Kel's dreamer quality about them. He stood up and quickly worked out the age of the little child in his head.

'I'm fine,' he said on the outside as on the inside he was panicking. 'I just remembered, I have something that I have to do. Keep this sword and beg the other Neal when he comes around to fight you, alright?' Dom blurted and ran from the room.

Dom had calculated the age wrong. That was his third mistake...

29-1-2012

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