Part Four: Natalie's POV
Song: Do You Want to Build a Snowman? From Frozen
Ian was down in Father's study. I knew he would not come into the upstairs of the house until just before tea time. I crept into his room, and laid on his bed. I smelled my brother's scent and nuzzled my face into his pillow, crying. I prayed no one would find me. No one would ever understand. This was my way of being close to my brother. He never gave me hugs, he never talked to me about anything besides school and training. I missed the brother I once knew. When we were little, and Mother would yell at me, Ian was there. After everyone else went to bed he would sneak into my room. He would pull me onto his lap, the way Father never did. He would comfort me, and talk to me. I could cry as long as I wanted to. Finally he would sing me to sleep and tuck me in. He would never leave though until he was sure I was one hundred percent okay. I wanted that Ian Kabra back. I didn't want the Ian who was cold and emotionless like Mother and Father. I didn't want the unforgiving Ian. I didn't want the Ian Kabra who left Amy, Daniel, and Alistair in that cave in Korea, I wanted the Ian Kabra who refused to feed Amy to the sharks. I wanted the Ian Kabra who would sing me to sleep when we were little. But that Ian was surely gone now, as was the Isabel I had known when I was barely old enough to remember. The Vikram that left just a year or so after the loving Isabel left. I wanted Ian and me to be like Daniel and Amy. Siblings, and best friends all at the same time. They were always there for each other. They held each other up. I had no one to hold me up. Not anymore, not for a long time.