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'Astrid' Sam gasped as he ran through the door; she jumped out of her skin as he rushed over to hug the life out of her. Sam wrapped his arms around Astrid, repeating 'I'm sorry' over and over as he held her tight to him.
'Sorry for what?' Astrid asked into his shoulder- returning the hug- acting as if nothing was wrong while crying her eyes out into his t-shirt. Sam pulled back less than an inch, 'Sorry for being an idiot' she laughed and he continued, 'sorry for ignoring you, sorry for thinking about me- being selfish, sorry for not realising you went through it as well…'
Astrid sobbed loudly and pulled him back to her. Sam held her till she stopped crying, hugged her as she mumbled her worries into his collar bone, lay beside her on her makeshift bed made out of a bunch of blow up camping beds and warming covers.
They stayed there for God knows how long, clinging to each other- then Astrid cleared her throat, 'Umm… Sam- I have something to tell you…' Sam pulled back to look at her face, guilt was flooding over her features.
'I kind of kissed Caine-' Before Sam could react, before he could yell "What?" or "You kissed my twin?", before he could question her loyalty, before he could concoct something to make it go away, before he could realise that this was partly his fault- the bedroom door flew open and he fell backwards off the blow up bed to be grabbed by invisible hands that stopped him cracking his skull open.
In the door way stood the new girl- Phoebe- and Caine who had his palm spread out, telekinetically putting Sam down gently. 'They're coming for us, they're outside and surrounding the building and there's a helicopter circling the roof' Phoebe rushed, running to drag Astrid off the bed and Sam of the floor.