Truth be told, faking a terrorist attack might have eased the boredom of such a long flight. I was just about to suggest this to Tulip when I remembered Crystal's soulfinder was a Benedict, which should be written after "do-gooder" in the dictionary. I honestly considered in a fit of boredom asking a flight attendant for a dictionary to see whether a) do-gooder was actually in the dictionary and b) If it was, call up whoever made the dictionary and demand they replace its definition with "Benedict."

I had my book on mandarin Chinese in my luggage because of its huge size so perfecting that language was out of the question. In desperation I considered reading one of the half dozen magazines Tulip had brought. I dismissed that quickly and decided to, in a fit of genius, crush a dozen mints on my little table in the aeroplane. Then, using a bobby pin, I created little pictures until I noticed a third flight attendant give me a funny look. Geese, had they not seen me when I was smashing the mints up with the end of my lipstick?

I eventually remembered the book app on my phone and read a book I had downloaded but never got around to reading. I left the mint powder on my table figuring if they saw me eating it with the plastic spoon I had with a yogurt earlier, I would be carted off into the evil secret lair they have on all planes, better known as the place they store aeroplane "food".

Eventually we landed in America. On the way to get our luggage I gave Crystal a quick ring. "Hello cupcake. We have landed." I said as soon as she picked up, quickly turning on loudspeaker to hear her over the sounds of the passengers chatting excitedly.

"Fuck you. Anyway, we are waiting for you guys so get your asses out here asap." Crystal replied "lovingly" before hanging up.

"Such a sweetheart, I think we will get along beautifully." Tulip practically purred. After a good twenty minutes we had all our suitcases, an embarrassingly large amount compared to most passengers. The fact that people seemed to start to recognise Tulips canary yellow luggage as it came out did not really surprise me.

We eventually hauled all of our luggage onto a squeaky cart, creaking and croaking despite its glistening appearance as I moved it. After coaxing probably the worst cart we could have possibly picked out to where I assumed Crystal was waiting, my arms were on fire. "Why lift weights when you can just go to an airport and play?" I muttered sullenly as Tulip strolled ahead, only rolling along one of her suitcases and carrying our hand luggage.

"I think that is them," Tulip murmured under her breath. Sure enough, two people towered over the majority of the crowd. And they were holding the biggest poster board the shop probably had with "Get your asses over here WILLOW and TULIP" written on it. I nearly died of mortification. More than one parent gave them dirty looks as Xavier held the poster high above the crowd.

"Can we pretend not to know them?" I murmured back.

"WILLOW!" Crystal screamed much too loudly. I felt at least a dozen eyes cast my long, narrow frame a glance. Oh geese. This many tall people would look comical combined with the blinding colour of normal sized Tulip's luggage. We reluctantly made our way over to them and Crystal gave me a hug while I half introduced them to Tulip.

"Hi Xavier and Crystal," Tulip said extremely politely. I actually gave her a side glance.

"Xav. Only my mother calls me Xavier and then I know I'm in trouble. Xavier is only ever followed by a small ball of fury who really should not be underestimated." Xav replied, rubbing the back of his head. I could bet a thousand dollars there and then as to where his punishment was doled out.

"Xav then." I said with a smile.

"Shoot, we missed the big reunion." an English accent said, laced with annoyance. A petite somewhat elfish girl came up to us and turned to me. "Phoenix, nice to meet you."

My confusion must have been obvious as Xavier interjected with "My sister in law. Who insisted on finding a McDonald's and whose own fault it was they were not here to meet you and Tulip."

Phoenix rolled her eyes as yet another tall person joined our ranks. Glasses gave him a look of authority and seriousness Xavier currently lacked. He carried two or three giant McDonald's bags. "Yves Benedict, nice to be of your acquaintance." he said, giving a half wave with the bags.

"You too Clark Kent." Tulip said with a raised eyebrow. When I gave him a second look, I saw the resemblance and could not help grinning. Broad shouldered and intelligent looking, he could nearly double for Clark. Phoenix snickered so I had a feeling this likeness was long ago spotted. I then realised something.

"I'm Willow and the moron there is Tulip. But, um, sister in law?" I said. I saw the same thing dawn on Tulip as she straightened up slightly from where she was half slouching over the cart. Phoenix looked younger than Crystal. And since I knew them to be soulfinder's from the quick run-down Crystal gave me of the Benedict family, Yves would be pretty young too…

Yves blushed slightly as Phoenix openly laughed. "Man, people's reactions never get old. Yeah, Yves and I got married a bit earlier than most but it feels perfect." She said, leaning back into Yves, a beautiful, indescribable look of love appearing in Yves' eyes at her contact. I have to admit I felt a slight stir of envy in the pit of my stomach but I dismissed it quickly. I did not want what ruined my father. And I had enough going on in my life that I rarely thought of whoever he may be. Lucian and I hooked up a few times but it never really went beyond anything casual, which suited us both fine. Wherever he was, whatever type of person he may be, I firmly believed I would either not meet him or be lucky enough that he had already settled down by the time we met.

"Ok, break it up. My Beauty, I and you two need to help the beautiful ladies with their blinding luggage." Xavier said cheekily as he took a few of Tulips bags from the cart.

"Might be necessary. You were slower pushing that luggage cart through here than Xav waking up in the morning." Crystal said hauling up a few of my dark purple suitcases. After Xavier got over looking offended, Phoenix and Yves picked up a few bags. I grabbed a few and Tulip reluctantly dragged along another bag. On the way out, Yves told me in between juggling McDonald's and luggage, that Will, the fourth brother who had decided to stay in Crystal's spare room at the last minute instead of getting a room mate elsewhere, had been looping the car outside thinking we would be quick. Then he spoke to Yves telepathically to tell him he was parked in the short stay car park literally five minutes before we showed up.

"He was too polite to tell me he was annoyed to have to get us so soon after parking when we spoke" Yves said, a hint of a smile touching the edges of his lips. We had reached the main doors now and they softly hissed open to let us out to the sounds of dozens of cars and buses. I squinted slightly in the sunlight, wishing I had a hand free to shade my eyes. Seeing Xavier squinting through it made me satisfied to know I was not the only one who had forgotten a hat or sunglasses.

Phoenix looked through the sun as best she could and seemed satisfied. "There he is. Beside the black SUV near the tour group taking pictures of the airport. Of all the things they could take pictures of! And with flashes? Are they serious?!"

A tanned man with brown hair highlighted from the sun leaned against a SUV. And somehow I could tell he did not realise how this emphasised his lean torso or the defined muscles in his arms as they were crossed. He immediately uncrossed them as we approached and nearly looked self-conscious as his eyes, a beautiful warmth in their depths, flickered to my face before looking away. Thankfully, my gift stayed in control. I was relieved to find only feelings of frustration and anger seemed to agitate it, not these romantic feelings. I let out a small squeak at this thought. Oh my God, shut up brain! Will's eyes flickered back to me curiously but I suddenly found the pavement extremely interesting.

"Can you open the boot for us Will? I think it pops open when you press a button on the driver side. It should work now after I got the guys at the garage last month to loosen it a bit after dad said it was stiff." Yves said, carefully putting down the luggage beside the vehicle, flexing his fingers as much he could while holding the McDonald's bags. Their scent was starting to get to me now and I hoped he had something for all of us in them.

"Of course." He said, his eyes darting to mine briefly before hurrying around to the driver's side. Eager to be away from his curious eyes and parted with Tulips ridiculously heavy luggage, I hauled myself over to the rear of the vehicle while everyone else picked up whatever they had set down. As I set my stuff down at the back of the SUV I heard an automated pop.

And with that, the boot door slammed into my face with a hard "thwack". And I went out like a light.

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Do I know it has been a while since I updated?... Yes...

Do I have any good excuse?... Not really though I was trying to introduce a hint of what happens later on in the story. I gave up as there was no way to naturally introduce it. And boy did I try but just no. I did hint at other stuff though, including a certain someone's gift :D.

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