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"Can we please hurry?"

"Don't worry; I don't want to be here any longer than we have to be either." Keefe was leading the way as they wadded through the ocean of elves all congregated in the Wanderling Woods. The amount of people there was astounding considering how so many of them did not seem at all mournful. Morbid, yes, but sad? No.

As much as the two boys cared for everyone who would need support that day, especially Grady and Endaline, they had agreed to not stay any longer than was necessary. Fitz could not face them knowing how he felt at fault for so much of Sophie's suffering and Keefe had a different way of coping. For example, breaking into a high security secret sanctuary hidden inside the Himalayas Mountains. Everyone has their reasons.

As they walked Fitz spotted the two small trees at the center of the crowd, one tiny tree in particular. Sophie. He hadn't realized they had stopped walking until Keefe said his voice raw and his eyes trained on her tree, "Come on, I think I see him." So they tread on.

They were in the middle of the crowd, brushing against the other people to make a path, when suddenly Keefe froze, his entire body rigid. Fitz started to ask him what was wrong until his saw the look of complete and utter rage on his face. Keefe was not an angry person; he tended to be like a puppy, cute, energetic, and without a care in the world. With a start he realized it must have been something Keefe had felt when he touched one of the elves in the crowd.

"Keefe," He warned, but it was too late. He had already grabbed the man's shoulder, spinning him around to face them. Timkin Hekes. He should have known.

As the older elf opened his mouth to protest Keefe beat him to it, a dangerous and quiet calm as he spoke, "Don't speak. Not a word. I will know you are lying anyway." Fitz was getting nervous now, people were starting to notice but Keefe didn't seem to care, "You are despicable coming here, acting like you care. How could you be enjoying this! You know, I always knew you were low but this!" He laughed, a course, harsh sound, shaking his head. He seemed to start walking away but thought better of it. Before Fitz could process what was about to happen, Keefe swung around and hit Timkin square in the face. A sickening crunch telling him that he had broken his nose.

Crap. "Keefe! What the heck! What were you thinking? What has gotten into you?" But he knew. They both did. For being an empath, he was really bad at expressing his emotions.

"Come on, we need to get to your dad before he catches wind of this." Keefe's voice was devoid of any emotion, but he was right. The people close enough to know what had happened were in a frenzy and Timkin was shouting curses at Keefe. So they hurried away.

"You know we are going to have to talk about what just happened, right?"

"Later, let's concentrate on the plan right now, okay?"

"Later." He sighed.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they found Alden; standing at Grady's side, seemingly deep in conversation.

As they approached Fitz could see how bad Alden looked. His bloodshot eyes met Fitz's gaze and he said goodbye to Grady and went to meet his son, running a hand through his unkempt hair.

"I wasn't sure you were coming. Either of you." He added when he saw Keefe. Fitz exchanged a look with Keefe. It was time.

"We aren't staying. I just wanted to make sure you had your imparter in case I need to reach you." Fitz was surprised at how easily the lie fell off his lips.

"Oh yes of course. No reason to worry, I have it right here." He patted a small pocket in the sleeve of his green tunic. "Just…don't do anything dangerous whatever you do. Please?" He said as Keefe expertly slipped out Alden's imparter.

"Don't worry Alden; I'll keep an eye on him." Keefe grinned then as Alden departed with a hug saying, "That's what I'm worried about."

…

"Are you sure he doesn't suspect anything?"

"Fitz, stop worrying. You lack of faith hurts, right here." He gestured towards his heart, "I am physically wounded. My mimicking was perfect. We'll get in and he will be none the wiser. Calm yourself. Ah here it is now." The silver gates swung open as an entirely different world appeared on the inside. "Hello again, Jurek."

If glares could kill Keefe would be dead. "Mr. Sencen." He spat, "I hope you know how much of an inconvenience this was. I trust there is a good reason why Alden was so adamant about the visit being so sudden?"

"Fitz, this is the equilateral caregiver."

"Equestrian caretaker!"

"That's what I said."

"There is a very good reason why we had to come. In fact, why don't we go see Silveny now?" Fitz cut in hoping to stop a fight before Keefe had another mood swing.

"Yes, let's, I have to get back to caring for the animals." Glaring one last time at Keefe they set off.

….

"Wow," He breathed. Fitz had never really realized just how magnificent the Alicorn was. Jurek had left them to tend to Silveny when he went to work elsewhere. Keefe had not hesitated at all he just ran over to her and threw his arms around Silveny's neck.

Fitz approached slowly, "You want to talk about it?"

Keefe didn't respond, his charade gone, eyes downcast. Fitz nodded, he remained silent; walking over to the Alicorn's other side to brush her silver mane.

"I just had to see her" He whispered. "Silveny, she was the one thing that was just mine and Sophie's. When I'm around her, it doesn't hurt as much." Looking Fitz in the eyes Keefe shed his first tear since losing Sophie. "And God Fitz it hurts. It hurts so much." Then he started crying. Fitz walked over, pulling him into a bear hug. In between sobs Keefe choked the rest out, "Timkin, he was so happy that the 'council's little pet' was out of the picture. I didn't even think. I was seeing red. I just-she can't be gone. I need her."

"I know, Keefe. I know." He was crying now, not full on sobbing like Keefe, but tears were still rolling down his cheeks.

In that moment Fitz made a decision, "Keefe, look at me I need to tell you something. I'm not giving up. I'm going to try to save her. I can't let her be broken when I could save her." Keefe was shaking his head, "I know what you're going to say, 'Sophie's special, she's the only one who can heal minds'. Well so what? Before her I was one of the most powerful telepaths out there. If anyone can save her it's me. I need to try. I owe her that much."

"Fitz…you need to be careful. She wouldn't want you getting hurt for her." Keefe seemed to search his face for something. Sighing he added, "But if you are going to do this let me help you. Don't go through this alone."

"Great. Now then, let's figure out how to save Sophie."

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