"Blaire?" Confused Blaire froze at the unfamiliar vcoie, that was somehow too familiar. With slowness she turned—to see T standing by the truck, Bon and J behind him. Her throat dried. Her brothers were here. What?
"Blaire?" T asked again, staring at her as if she was a phantom that just couldn't exist. It had been almost two years now since she'd been abducted, and tha had been the last time she'd even spoken to them. She looked at them now, they'd all aged, they had grown into their figures, she noticed. Her heart contracted in her chest as she stared at them.
"Dylan?" Bon whispered. Blaire remembered that Dylan, while he wasn't best friends with them, knew her brothers pretty well and had grown pretty close, his face looked as shocked as hers did. There was a frozen second—
And then destruction, Blaire found herself and Dylan shoved back behind four walls of pure muscle and steel. Asil, Bran, Akira, and Charles now stood between them and the three struck teenagers who looked so confused and painfully hopeful that Blaire felt her heart expand slightly and rip apart.
"Akira," she said but he cut her off.
"Can we help you gentleman?" Bran's light voice asked, she blinked at how undisturbed it sounded, how did he make his voice sound like that when all they had gone through today?
"We want our sister." T said, stepping up as the leader as he always did. His voice had gotten deeper and a tear slid down Blaire's cheek as she remembered how he would always protect her.
Bran turned to look at her, "These are your siblings?" he asked. She nodded.
"Return Dylan too." Bon put in, his now deep voice shocked her. How much he grew, she smiled and saw Dylan's eyes widen beside her as if he was surprised they'd wanted him back too.
"They want you too," she elbowed him with a smile and he looked down shyly, making her grin.
"We'll call the cops." J threatened. Blaire looked up confused. Why would they do that? When suddenly it hit her.
"They think you're the ones that kidnapped us." She whispered to Bran who looked at the boys in wonder.
"Maybe we should all go inside." Dylan said, out loud to everyone.
"I agree," Anna said. "I'll make some cookies and whip up some hot cocoa. Let's go." Anna said, urging Blaire and Dylan up first, she knew if they followed then her brother would follow to if not be careful to keep her safe. The boys looked weary at first, brotherly protection warred against the basic need to be safe, brotherly protectiveness won.
"Blaire, dear, why don't you go wash up, Dylan you too," Bran said. Blaire looked up at him in surprise as her brothers all sat down on Charles' couch. They all looked up at her with looks begging her not to leave, she looked back at Bran with a confused look, he nodded towards their cabin outside and she sighed and walked outside with an also reluctant Dylan on her heels. \
"What do you think?" Bran asked. "Is she not beautiful and healthy?"
The boys looked confused for a minute, but the youngest one couldn't seem to hold his tongue.
"Why did you take her? She never hurt no body!" The boy started to stand in anger but the blond leader, pulled him back down. Bran felt sympathy for the young boys and looked up at Anna with a smile. She smiled in return and almost immediately the room seemed to tale a huge breath of cleansing air. The boys somewhat relaxed. The leader however kept flicking glances to Akira as if he'd already known his contempt relationship with Blaire; Bran wasn't getting in that one. He sipped his hot chocolate as soon as Anna placed it down on the table.
"We didn't kidnap your sister." Bran said finally after Charles picked up a cookie. "However we did take her from her kidnappers."
"So you kidnapped her." The leader spit again. Bran sighed.
"No." Akira stated metallically. "We saved her." Unsaid were the words "and you didn't."
The boy immediately looked in between ashamed and enraged. But then the back door slid open and they all turned. Bran smiled—Blaire was wearing her new skinny jeans her and her knee high lavender boots that matched her violet and lavender top and her lavender corsage cap that topped her shiny and waterfall hair that fell halfway down her back in graceful waves. Dylan had obviously gone shopping with Akira because he knew wore fitting jeans and boots, along with a fitting black shirt that said FBI= Federal Body Inspectors. Bran smiled and Anna laughed softly in the air that had lost its thickness.
Blaire was apparently stuck in between her brothers,whom patting a seat in between them for her and Dylan, or Akira who seemed to be waiting with an empty seat on his loveseat couch. She and Dylan looked at each in confusion. Akira, apparently seeing that he was keeping a younger sister from her brothers who hadn't seen her in almost two years, stretched out his body, covering his whole couch. Blaire casted him a thankful smile as her and Dylan sat down side by side—which they had a nak of doing, Bran could only imagine what they could've gone through. As their sister finally sat down beside them a dam seemed to break and the eldest jerked her to him and held her to him. Bran watched as Blaire froze at first—and then slowly started to hug her brother back, he could hear her sniffling and all her brothers' snuffling as they each hugged her tighter than the other's hug. He smiled and stepped out and went into the kitchen, family needed that time, this one needed it a lot.
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"So is anyone going to tell us just what is going on?" The leader triplet (T) demanded. They were all back in the living room, Blaire squished in by her brothers on each side, not that she seemed to mind, they wouldn't let her get up. They wouldn't even allow Dylan to get up, they forced him to sit right in the other window, squishing him in as well—to which he looked mildly upset about it, but seemed to be faking most of it, but the brothers seemed to think the two would disappear into smoke if they so much as blinked. Bran honored that.
"Werewolves Blaire's age are rare; usually they're made when the person is a bit older. The young ones don't really have a high survival rate." Bran was surprised the boys hadn't thrown up or anything. Werewolves might've officially come out but still this had to be dramatic and shocking. The boys took it in stride and looked at their sister in pride and interest.
"Guess this means I can't pick on you anymore." the second oldest joked at his sister, Blaire, who had looked slightly worried, now looked as if she wanted to cry. She hugged her older brother and Bandura held her body in his hands tightly and securely as if he never wanted to lose his little sister again.
"I'm so sorry you had to go through all of that," T said, turning and gently playing with her hair.
"Thank you for protecting her," the youngest said to Dylan, tears were falling down his cheeks as he held tightly to Dylan who smiled softly and hugged him back. Bran and Charles smiled, Anna was nearly crying herself.
"So you're moving home now, right?" T asked suddenly. Everyone's gaze went Bran, it appeared even the triplets knew who was the Alpha of the house. Bran looked at Blaire for a moment before switching his gaze to Dylan, both their faces copied concern. Bran took pity.
"They have to stay here, I have to monitor them and see if their turnings at such an age will cause some unpredictable traits in the future." Blaire looked down at herself as if a defect would suddenly pop out and wave. Dylan just looked at Bran confused.
When the eldest looked as if he were about to argue Bran started. "However, you may bring his and her family here to see and reminisce with Blaire and Dylan. Once I am sure they are safe and can live healthy lives they are all yours."
The eldest looked undecided for moment, his eyes wandered to Blaire and then to Dylan as they slowly came back to him. "Promise?" he asked, showing the vulnerable boy in his eyes but with a strong voice. Bran felt heart swell as the boy suddenly turned back to his sister and started to tickle her, Blaire's laughter started in the room and Bran realized he hadn't heard it in a minute. It conquered the room now, bring up smiles and causing others to laugh as well.
