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Last update Yensid showed up to assist Uma with tending to T and Faustina's sever wounds. And then Yensid patched up Harry's shoulder. Many of you have let us know you really enjoy seeing Yensid step into that role, and we are so excited to hear that.

Now we're all just holding our breath that T can not only pull through this but can do so without high tailing it out of the Sea family's lives forever. What do you guys think?

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-Dark-

Uma falls back against a stack of crates with a large coat in her arms.

Fucking T. Fucking always thinking ahead and being a damn hero.

She knew he said something about clothes the last time they'd been down here together.

But she had no idea T thought about winter. Or the fact that Gil was nearly as tall as his father, and probably even bigger with all the muscle he'd packed on working swords.

T had come through for them again. Her hero.

Tears run down her face as she holds the jacket tightly to her aching chest. She sobs into the soft leather, hoping no one could hear her having a breakdown.

T looked like she'd been through all kinds of hell. Burned. Branded. Sliced up. Claimed. Uma's skin crawls as her chest heaves. The sick fucking bastard.

And Harry. Something was wrong, very wrong with her Pretty Boy. It was more than T's state, more than finding T in that stupid basement, though Sea Gods knew that was more than enough.

He'd seen something. He'd done something.

She cries harder into the jacket.

They just got Deez back, just got her to agree to join them. Why was everything starting to go wrong again?

Gods help her if they lost T.

No one on the isle would be safe from the outrage she and her family would feel over that kid's loss.

She laughs. The echo of it hollow and hysterical even to her own ears. She didn't have time to be weak right now, didn't have time for whatever the fuck she was doing. Gil needed to get warm, and so did T.

She gulps in air before she reaches back into the pile and pulls out a whole new set of clothes for her Sweet Boy.

She needed to make up for wasted time. She runs up the stairs. She still had to write the letter, and gather things for them to work on.

She rushes through the door to her room, tossing the new clothes on the table before she pulls a bag out from under her desk.

"Anything I can help with?" Yensid asks as Harry practically jumps into the bed to get out of Uma's way.

"The clothes on the table are for Gil."

"Understood." Yensid starts folding the clothes before packing them into the bag.

Sketchbooks. Half a box of pencils. A folder of carefully pressed paper. A quarter box of pens. A spool of twine. Change of clothes for Deez. Underwear for both. Their toothbrushes. She looks around the room quickly. Was she forgetting anything?

Yensid blinks as she brings over her collection. "You are truly an amazing woman, Captain. It's no wonder the lost and wounded flock to you like moths to a flame." He helps her pack Gil's bag, as she rushes to find another when she realizes everything won't fit in the first.

"I chased them, if we're being honest old man." She wipes at her eyes, grunting in surprise when Harry wraps an arm around her.

"Can ya be ah breathin' please?" Harry pulls her to his chest, "Ya be ah wearin' me out with your fussin'."

She can't help her smile even as she flicks his forehead. "Then don't watch."

"Uma I be injured and flockin' to ya." Harry teases as he presses his lips to her temple.

She nuzzles against him giving herself a moment to just breathe.

"There, were that bein' so hard?" Harry releases her before he takes a step back.

"At the moment, yes extremely."

"Good thing I be here ta be ah helpin' with the hard stuff." Harry thumbs away the wet tracks on her cheeks, "What can I be grabbin'?"

"T." She responds, "She needs to stay warm."

Harry smiles and salutes her, "Aye aye Captain." He says before he climbs into the bed and slides close to T.

Uma rolls her eyes as she lays Gil's jacket aside, unable to force it into the bag.

"I'll take it." Yensid shoulders both bags before stuffing the jacket into his own, "I will see to it that Gil and Hyades remain safe, and as busy as I can to give you a few days, Captain."

"Letter!" Uma snaps her fingers before she slides into her chair at her desk and fishes paper and pen out. "Will you make sure Deez writes about joining us?"

"Absolutely." Yensid nods, "I would not want to see her left behind either."

The hand holding the paper in place tenses as she looks up, "I wouldn't leave her." She states firmly, "None of us would."

"And I believe you." Yensid holds a hand between them, as if she needed a reminder that he was on her side before he continues, "I mean no offense to Carlos's gang, but your family seems much more woven together."

"Ya know, with Maleficent they might not ah been havin' ah choice." Harry points out from the bed, "I mean, she did be ah throwin' T in her dungeon."

"That is a fair assumption with what we know."

Uma furrows her brow as she goes back to writing. "I guess even I couldn't see that Newt leaving her people behind." She huffs after she finishes before she folds the letter into a smaller rectangle and holds it out, "Thanks."

"You are most welcome Captain," He takes the letter and slips it in his pocket.

"If ya be callin' her cap'in ya should be ayein' her." Harry grins.

"Only if he were part of the crew." Uma glares at Harry before she tilts her head in consideration, "Which-" She shrugs as she crosses her arms over her chest, "I mean, after everything you've done for Deez over the years, and T, and now us… I feel like that's kinda up to you old man."

"I'd be honored if you'd take me on as your advisor."

Uma nods as she holds out her hand, "Deal." The man had taken Deez in when she was scared, alone, and hunted by the leader of the isle. And he hadn't hesitated, even in the middle of the night, to rush out to save T. He'd more than proven himself in her book.

"Deal." Yensid shakes her hand firmly. "Easiest I've made in years." He chuckles, "I'll take my leave then."

"Thanks." Uma bites her lip as she closes the door behind him.

None of these children deserved to be here. Yensid frowns as he turns to walk down the plank. If he ever saw Adam again, there would be words between them. Maybe a hex or two.

He just hoped and prayed to every god and deity he'd ever believed in that T pulled through.

Deez wakes up with a start when she hears the door open. She looks around, her sight blurry from sleep.

When had she fallen asleep? Where was she? Why was she on the floor?

She furrows her brow. She was waiting, staying at Yensid's house until- "Gil?"

"Deez." His voice was trembling, but she couldn't miss the relieved tone.

Her eyes open wide as ice-cold arms wrap around her, lifting her from the floor before she's pressed into an equally freezing chest, "Gil?" She rubs the sleep from her eyes before she stares at him. He was pale, even his lips, "You're freezing!" She half screams as she wraps her arms around him, warming her whole body the way she used to steam clothes dry with her hands.

Gil lets out a sigh of relief as he relaxes with the heat, "I didn't want to leave you alone." Gil shrugs. "So I waited 'til Yensid got back."

"Perhaps you could carry her to the fire, Gil, she might be more comfortable by it after sleeping on the floor." Yensid offers as he sets the bags down on the floor.

Gil nods as he walks over to the couch by the fire and sits down with a surprising amount of restraint.

"I'm so sorry." Deez pulls back to rub her hands over his arms, "I didn't mean to fall asleep. I don't even remember-"

"I'm glad you got rest Deez, I know you've been tired so don't be sorry." Gil shrugs, "It gave me some time to chill, and think." He looks up as a blanket is draped over them, blinking in surprise when three more are piled on top of them.

"For Deez's comfort." Yensid waves the look off dismissively.

"Thank you, sir." Gil grins as he lets her shift in his lap before he snuggles her close.

She sighs as she runs her hands over his ice-cold cheeks. How long had he been outside in the cold?

"Let me go brew us some tea." Yensid points to the bags, "Your Captain packed you both overnight bags. She didn't want either of you catching a cold." He pulls a letter from his pocket, "And also wanted you to have this." He offers it to them.

Deez glares at Gil, "You read it." She huffs as she continues to warm him up. How had she slept through him knocking? She hides her face behind her hair as tears well up in her eyes.

"Kay," Gil unfolds the letter before holding it in one hand to read it over while his other hand rubs up and down her back.

"Uma wants us to stay with you for a few days…Is that okay sir?" Gil calls out.

"Yes, please make yourselves at home," Yensid calls back.

"Is T really okay?" Deez asks, her voice tight with worry.

"He's seen better days." Yensid walks back into the room with a tray, "But we did as much as we could tonight, and I'll be picking up more medicine and supplies from the commissary today after all of us get some rest."

"Why does Uma want us to stay here for a few days?"

Gil gives her a lazy shrug, "Probably somethin' ta do with us seeing how bad T is." His grip on her tightens.

She tilts her head to the side. Oh… Right, Harry had said he didn't want Gil to know… And Uma had been pretty adamant about Gil not knowing T was a girl. She takes a deep breath before she looks back up at him, "Are you really okay?" She asks, still hiding her face as she lays against his chest. At least he wasn't freezing anymore. Still, how bad was T if Uma and Harry were willing to keep her and Gil away? She shudders at the thought of his burnt legs. Was his whole body covered like that?

"Yeah," Gil nods. His hand rests on the back of her head gently.

"I made you both a blend to help soothe frayed nerves." Yensid coughs into his hand. "If you have no further inquiries for me?"

Deez quickly turns to pick up one of the mugs and holds it out for Gil

"Can we sleep on the couch, sir?" Gil asks respectfully as he takes the mug.

"Of course. I'd prefer it to the floor." He pointedly stares at Deez, "You two don't mind sharing do you?"

Deez drops her gaze as she shakes her head.

"Thank you." Gil nods before he sips the tea.

"There's food in the pantry and fridge if either of you gets hungry. And your," Yensid's smiles in amusement, "Captain, packed your toothbrushes. The bathroom's behind this door. And feel free to pull any books from my bag that you desire-"

Deez looks up at him, uncaring of the tear tracks on her face, "Really?!"

"I mean if I have it, but of course."

"But we're allowed to touch the magic bag?" She blinks, unsure if she was hearing him correctly.

"Here." Yensid collects the bag by the door before he returns with it. "There." He sets it on the coffee table in front of them, "That makes things a little bit easier doesn't it?"

She watches the bag carefully as she dips her hand into it and jumps before pulling a book out. "Woah…"

"Yes, woah." Yensid chuckles, "I also have a jacket in there for you Gil, sent by your Captain as well."

"Really?" Gil blinks, trying to force himself to stay up.

Deez sticks her hand back into the bag, jumping again when she feels the rugged leather press into her hand. With a smile she pulls it out, "She found one for you." She turns back to offer it to him.

Gil's brow furrows before he takes the jacket and pulls it on. He studies it for a moment before the corner of his lips quirk. "I think this is Junior's." He chuckles lazily, the sound gruff with exhaustion.

"Good." Deez rolls her eyes before she lays back against his chest, "You need it more."

"Can't argue with that logic," Gil wraps his arms around her and secures her to his chest. He turns to Yensid, "You'll wake us before you leave, right sir?"

"Of course." Yensid nods.

Gil nods before he closes his eyes. His exhaustion catching up to him now that he was thoroughly warm.

Deez pulls back enough to look at him, pouting before she stands, "Thank you, for going to help T. And for letting us stay." She wipes at her eyes before she gently guides Gil to lay down.

"Of course." Yensid nods, "I'll see you both later this evening." He dismisses himself before he walks to his room and shuts the door.

She nods before she removes Gil's boots and sets them aside. "I'm sorry I made you wait." She whispers before she flings a blanket over him.

"Thanks, Deez." Gil murmurs before he reaches up and tugs her to his chest, wrapping his arms around her. "I didn't mind, promise. It helped me calm down." He nuzzles into her silky locks.

She frowns as she twists in his arms so she can see his face, "You shouldn't have to nearly freeze to calm down." She scolds, though she was pretty sure she understood. Having time to herself usually helped her when she was upset or overwhelmed. "I- I could have given you space without you freezing." She wiggles one hand between them to grip her shell.

"Eh. Next time." He kisses her temple before he lets his head hit the pillow.

"Talk about it tomorrow?"

"When I finish working things out?"

Deez sighs and nods before she presses her lips to his chest, "Just let me know. Goodnight Gil."

"Will do," He squeezes her to him tighter. "Night Deez," He yawns, "Never leavin' ya lone again, promise."

She smiles as she intertwines her fingers with Gil's, holding his hand to her cheek as she watches the forever fire flicker in the mantle.

What had Harry needed Gil and James for? And what had been done to T? For all her talk that T could handle himself, he didn't look good at all. And Harry… Harry looked like he could have killed someone.

Or had.

And all she had to do was get Yensid then go home with Gil. Instead, she'd been the reason he was nearly frozen.

At least now he had a jacket.

Tears slide down the side of her face as she grips Gil tightly, her heart aching at the thought of hurting him. At the thought of how cold he'd been. At the color of his lips. She presses her lips to his chest over and over again.

Why did it hurt so much?

Why did she feel so stupid?

She draws in a ragged breath. She hadn't been able to face the docks alone to get Yensid. Had slowed them down because Gil had to get her past the docks. Sure, she'd run faster than she'd ever run before to make up for the lost time on her end, but what about Harry's mission? What had he needed Gil and James for? And what had Gil seen?

A chill runs through her. Did she even want to know? It was bad enough that he'd sat in the cold without realizing how cold he was. Did she want to know? Or was she still content in her ignorance like she screamed out earlier?

She shakes her head against his chest as she fists her hands in his jacket.

He'd promised he was never leaving her alone again. What could she promise him?

Better question, could any promise make her heart hurt less? Or were her mistakes tonight going to be something she just sat in?

Gil grunts, his eyes slowly opening again before he wraps one arm around her. "Breathe. It's okay."

Deez shakes her head.

Gil frowns as he reaches one hand up and cups her jaw holding her head in place. "Breathe, then be defiant."

"I am breathing." Deez whimpers softly.

"No, you're not." He takes a deep breath before he exhales slowly. "That's how you need to breathe. Not this ragged thing you got going on."

"My heart hurts." She admits as she curls tighter around him.

"What's wrong, Baby Grill?" Gil whispers as he wraps both arms around her securely.

"You didn't leave me, even though you could have gotten hurt. You were so cold, and- and-" She shakes her head again before she grips him tighter, hugging him harder, "I don't want to lose you." She admits tearfully.

"I don't want to lose you either Deez." He kisses the crown of her head. "But I'm fine Baby Girl. Just tired. Nothing else." He rubs her back. "I just got lost in my head and didn't notice how cold it had gotten or how long I'd been out there..."

"I am never letting you stay outside in the cold again." Deez growls, "You don't want me to stay in my head in the catacombs, you're not allowed to get lost in your head outside."

"Deal." He kisses her temple. "At least not 'till it warms up."

"Maybe." Deez smiles against his skin, "If I feel better by then. If." She sighs before she takes a deeper breath, relieved to feel her heart fighting back the grip that had been so painful.

"There you go Baby Girl, just like that. In and out." One of his hands plays with her hair, running gentle fingers through the length of it.

She nods as she continues to breathe, "Sorry I woke you up," She pulls herself up and kisses his lips, "but thank you."

Gil smiles against her lips, "You can wake me up any time if this is your way of saying thanks." He runs both hands through her hair.

"You're going to regret saying that." She smiles as she settles comfortably into his hold.

"Highly doubt it." He winks with a goofy grin. "But I'm willing to test your theory whenever you want."

"Go back to sleep silly." She chuckles as she takes his hand again, lacing her fingers through his as she hugs his arm close.

Gil's chest rumbles deeply with his amusement. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Deez takes a deep breath before slowly letting it out, "Yeah," She smiles as she repeats the action, "Much better. I think I was just scared."

"Now who's being silly," He leans down and presses a kiss to her hair as he holds her tighter. "Get some rest Baby Girl."

"I love you." She whispers anxiously, unable to let him fall asleep again without telling him. She couldn't help feeling she had a lot of missed opportunities to make up for.

"Love you too, Baby Girl." She didn't have to look to hear the smile on his lips.

It made her heart thump strangely to hear him say it too.

Strangely, but not in the painful way it had earlier.

This time she relaxes as she watches the flames dance in the fireplace until she feels her eyes grow heavy. More comfortable than she could ever remember being, she falls asleep in his arms.

Sup?

What'cha think of this chapter?

I know it was under stress, but isn't Uma the cutest mother hen ever?

About her finding that coat T must've stolen months earlier?

What about her conversation with Yensid?

About Yensid becoming an advisor?

And what about that scene between D and Gil?

She was so concerned about him being left in the cold. And rightly so. He was so damn cold his lips were blue. Thank god for her fire.

And Gil,

He was so deep in thought. So much so that he didn't realize how cold he'd gotten. Poor bastard. But once he saw Deez distraught he popped right back to his protective Sweet Boy we know and love.

Wasn't it sweet the way he comforted her?

Much love and appreciation

-Twisted

P.S.

About Corona…

We live in FL as some of you might well know. Everyone Dark lives with works at Universal, as does my husband. As you might have heard- The parks have shut down. But as Dark's husband works in emergency services and her brother in law works in security the two are still going in to make sure no one breaks into the parks.

As most of you know. I broke my neck in September, and have clusters of blood clots in my lungs from it- And as most of you don't know Dark has a severe autoimmune disease. And both of us have asthma. That being said, both of our immune systems are compromised. Though we haven't gotten it yet, and god willing never will, if one of us gets it, we're both going down hard… Especially with this virus attacking the respiratory system.

I know this might surprise some of you (being T's creator) but I am actually deeply religious/spiritual and pray often. Even if you're not, please at least keep us in your thoughts, as I am keeping each of you and your families in prayer. This virus is going to hit us all. Chances are someone you know is going to get it, god forbid might even lose their lives to it.

So we as a community, whether it just be via a story or not, need to stand together and support one another. So, please if one of you gets it, don't hesitate to shoot us a line. Quarantine is gonna suck. But if you hit us up with your number we'll be happy to shoot you texts, call, or maybe even go out of our comfort boxes and just start streaming to talk to you all.

With that being said,

We truly love and appreciate all of you for being a part of this story with us. For favoriting us. For following us. Rating us. Giving the kudos. And most importantly reviewing us. For those of you who post on every chapter, thank you for giving us glimpses into your lives. For giving us pieces of yourselves. We often make up stories for you guys and your lives. We'd hate for the backgrounds we've given you to be interrupted with something this terrible and scary.

Also not to offend anyone or push my beliefs off on any of you, just know I truly believe if it were not for my faith I would be dead four times over and that's just in the last two years alone.

With many blessings and prayers of protection

-Twisted