A/N: haven't updated in a while. Mainly because of school, but I will now. I'm not sure whether I should continue this story or not, so if you like it or hate it PLEASE REVIEW.

Thank you.

Chapter 10.

There was silence. Several great quotes worked themselves through Keller Drache's mine: Silence is Golden, Silence is the ultimate weapon of power, Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts; not amid joy; they were all fine sayings, but really, Keller couldn't help thinking only one thing.

This silence was awful. Never-ending and terrible; it seemed to be centuries that she and Galen stared at one another as though their very eyes could pierce one another's skulls. The phone dropped from Galen's hand and onto the floor, making a repetitive beep.

And still they stared, still with the silence.

Galen was the first to speak, and it seemed to be with difficulty, Keller watched him choke and gulp a few times before he went into his sentence, "I cant believe…that they'd do that… to a baby."

Keller nodded her agreement and continued in monotone, "when your sister was killed the council were adamant about what a terrible thing it was to kill a child, then they go and…" she glanced at her husband, wondering whether perhaps that had been the wrong thing to say, the emotional wounds of losing his parents and little sister were still deep, Keller knew and she didn't want to hurt him, not how she had been hurt.

"That was different to the council," Galen said, not emotionlessly, but as though he was trying to restrain his emotions, "Brena was royalty, my parents were: Thea, Eric and Blaise…they're not. Killing Blaise can earn us something, killing Brena lost us something. They're hypocrites, all of them."

"Not all," Keller argued softly, "the witches were talking sense, it's those flipping vampires…werewolves…those…"

"Mostly, Keller," Galen shook his head, "it was our people."

The silence came again while both of them contemplated the animal ferocity of the shape shifters, how – even after all these years – perhaps they would be given another shame simply because one of their kind would kill The Destroyer.

"They'll listen to us, they'll…" Galen was pulling on thin air and they both knew it. They wouldn't listen, they did so only because they wanted to win the war, and listening to the First House, to the King and Queen of the First House was the best way to accomplish that, if they thought there was a way that they were guaranteed, nothing would stop them.

Keller held open her arms for a moment and they both instinctively toppled into one another, holding each other tight. This kind of terrible thing should only happen once in a lifetime, at worst, not over and over again. Sure, it didn't directly involve them this time, but it involved their friends, and that was the same thing.

"Are we going to Thierry's meeting or what?" Keller asked softly against the soft tan skin of her husbands neck.

"It's our honeymoon," Galen said hesitantly.

She knew that. They were in the Caribbean, and they generally didn't go there unless it was something like that. Somehow she also knew that Galen didn't give a damn about it when his friend's lives were in stake, and that he was just saying it for her sake. How were they meant to enjoy themselves, anyway?

Bbbbring! The phone rang and both of them jumped, they stared at one another for a long moment before Keller leaned over and picked the phone from the floor, "hello?"

"Keller? It's Thierry." She didn't say anything, what was she meant to say? 'Hi Thierry, hows everything now? Has it calmed in the last ten minutes?' no. She waited for more. "Hannah and I weren't sure what to do, what with Circle Daybreak coming over… even the one's who want to kill Blaise… we sent Thea and Eric away."

"Alone!" Galen burst out angrily, "they're not fighters! They'll never make it!"

"Not alone," a soothing voice came through the line. Hannah, "the other soulmate couples are going with them. Apart from Gillian and David…"

"Even the Wild Powers?" Keller asked in open-eyed amazement, her voice still was covered by monotone, so Thierry probably didn't realise how surprised she was.

"Yes. They wouldn't be talked out of it. But we're worried even that wont be enough fire power. Could you organize a team of shape shifters to cut them off at the next point? Wherever they decide to go?"

Keller looked at Galen and they both smiled.

They knew the perfect team.

Ok, I want some help here. Should I:

Send Keller, Galen, Illiana, Winnie and Nissa to be that team?

Send a whole new team of my own creation and have Keller and Galen be at the meeting?

The same as option 1, only sending Keller but not Galen, so Galen can be at the meeting?

Also, where should I send them all?

Britain

Germany

Spain

Somewhere else in Europe (or other places if you can suggest them)