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Disclaimer: Really? Again? *sighs* okay, -bored voice- i do not lay claim to CHERUB or any characters affiliated with it.

Kyle's POV:

Found her. Was the first thought that went through my head, as if we'd been playing a big game of hide and seek. The next you may ask? Well really, my head was going about three hundred miles an hour so unless you're some genius mathematician like James (and Lauren I guess) then I don't think you would be able to understand anything of what was happening inside my brain right then. Luckily, she spoke up because even James and Lauren were looking at us confusedly; probably wondering what the hell was going on. "Scuse us guys, I think I need to have a word with Kyle outside" she said, and I found myself being dragged outside by her (which was no mean feat, I mean look at her – she's tiny).

I was pretty much stunned, and I don't even know why. Once we found a corridor that was deserted, she turned around to face me. I don't exactly know why, but when I saw the look on her face my stomach dropped. You know that feeling like when you're on a rollercoaster and you suddenly go over the crest and go crashing down? Well like that, except without the euphoria and good feeling. This only filled me with a sense of dread, and if I'd known what would be said in that conversation then I think I'd have bet on me being psychic. She suddenly hugged me, one of those bone crushing hugs that make you forget how to breathe to try and focus on how to get out of it.

I spoke first, "Hey, long time no see. Where've you been? And why are you and Zara going off to conference's in London? Why's everyone being so secretive? What happened?" I suppose the last part sounded a bit like a childish demand, but I really wanted to know. I was sick of being kept in the dark, dammit – Kyle Blueman was going to be informed! Her voice wavered as she spoke, and I had the distinct impression that she was feeding me a bunch of lies "Hey yourself smart alec. I was in Ireland remember? Uhm, myself and Zara went to London cause some stuff went wrong on my mission but I'm fine now. Honestly Blueman, nothing to worry about."

BULLSH*T, I felt like screaming at her. I probably should have too, knowing now what I didn't then. Instead I said, "You're not getting away from me that easily Erin Grace Reilly, you either spill it to me now or I go marching in there and I ask Lauren or Zara what happened." I guess when those people said the best offence is a good defence they'd never met Erin, because as soon as I got intimidating her eyes turned defiant and she immediately released whatever grip on me she had left. When she next spoke, from about three feet away her voice was pleading, like she was trying to bargain with me"Leave it Kyle. Please. Just leave it. There's no need for you to get involved. No one else needs to get-"

"Hurt?" I asked, "Because this here-" I gestured to the space between us, "You not telling me stuff, not trusting me enough I guess, hurts. So you wanna 'fess up, or do I have to play dirty?"

I'd never seen someone so angry and stunned yet emotionless at the same time. She didn't need to say another word, I knew that I'd get nowhere for now, so instead I adopted an apologetic tone and pulled her into a hug "Okay, I'll drop it for now Erin. But if anything else happens you'd better tell me or im going straight to Zara." I don't think she nodded, but when I looked back down at her she had a friendlier expression on so I took it to mean I was forgiven. Walking back to James' hospital room was a pretty silent affair, other than congratulating her on her black shirt and she in turn asking me how my last mission was, we didn't talk much. I suppose we'd been gone a while because when we got back Lauren and James looked at us weirdly, and spoke as soon as we stepped into the room, in unison too – which, for them, is freaky.

"Okay you two, explain now, and no-one has to get hurt." I almost laughed outright at that, as if James could do anything in his position and Lauren was a good fighter but she wouldn't be able to take on both Erin and myself. Erin looked at me and I shrugged, "There's no harm in telling them I guess. I just assumed you'd already told Lauren though."

"As I assumed you would have told James. It's not exactly something most people would be proud of Kyle." She replied coolly, and continued to explain "So Kyle here, yes – the big brute standing next to me, is my cousin. I know, when I found out I was shocked too I mean, -"

But before she could insult me further, I interrupted. "She has none of my good looks at all. Okay so, im guessing you want the story?" Both James and Lauren nodded their heads, speechless.

"So my dad, Erin's uncle, was Erin's dads brother. But the thing is, my dad died way before I was born. As you know I've been in the system since I was pretty much a year old. Apparently, or so we've found out, my mum was murdered by the irish "mafia." James, it's not funny. There really is an irish mafia. So you're probably wondering why didn't I grow up a happy little chap with Erin and her fam or the rest of my family? Well, my dad ran away from home, changed his name and even then I didn't have a birth certificate. His family didn't know about my mum because she was only on the scene after he ran away."

I turned to Erin, "I guess you should carry on the story from here? I can't really lay claim to much."

She nodded, and began her side of the story "I haven't really told anyone this, although I think a few people on campus may know – my dad, (Kyle's uncle) wasn't on the good side of the law. He was a crook, and far from a petty one either. He was involved in that mafia, that ended up killing Kyle's mum. I hope that he didn't infact know who she was, but I suppose he may have. My mum was just a small country town girl from out in the middle of woop-woop; I don't think she really had a clue what my dad was into before it was too late. By that time, our family was already receiving death threats and so we made the move to Australia. I was six, and this was before Emer was born. I can vaguely remember some family members but they were all old and so I guess they weren't around by the time I became a warden of the state. All I know is, my parents got on a flight to Phu Ket and never got off. They were unable to recover my dad's body as well, Zara says that he could even still be out there somewhere. A pretty slim chance if you ask me; although not entirely impossible. I also know that that airplane crashing wasn't an accident. You can call it ESP or even call me a fuddy-duddy, but I just know that something wasn't right about it."

And there she stopped, inhaling a deep breath. I placed my arm around her shoulder, letting her know I was still there – she definitely was not alone in this. Lauren and James still hadn't spoken and when I looked up at them, Lauren had tears in her eyes and even James had a serious expression on his face. Well I couldn't blame them I mean, our story wasn't exactly your typical family story was it? Pretty heavy stuff actually, even compared to the kids at CHERUB.

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