Okay, so I'm giving this my all, because what I'm going for is angst from Caleb in his mind, while the others see him as.. Well, last night I believe I quote, "Cuter than PUPPIES." :L :L

R&R if you're luvin' it like a Happy Meal (or an Angsty Sad Meal) ;)

There was something, or someone watching, Caleb thought, who didn't enjoy seeing pleasure being given to those who didn't deserve it. He'd stepped to far; gone out of his depth - Caleb had let himself immerse and douse his entire self in Will for less than ten minutes, and Karma was already reminding him of his place. And Will had been right there! Caleb lobbed another rock at the water -skimming them had long been discarded- letting his eyes sting with anger at the idiot passling, who'd spouted on about a stupid father right there in Irma's kitchen; at himself for storming out, and not being smart enough to realize that Will would follow him, and that the girls would follow Will; at Will for following him, and taking the girls with her; at Julian for being alive.. At Julian for ever being 'dead'.. "Rrrgh.. Will!"

Caleb hated that it was getting dark already, with the nearing Autumn and the earlier evenings, and Caleb hated that even in the still rippling water, he could find her reflection; her hair tousled in the early breeze and her eyes equal to the proportion of the moon as she studied his back, with a sympathy that he hated because it resembled pity, and he hated that she wouldn't even speak to him now, when she'd been yelling his name when she'd chased him, and he hated that she was shivering; he could hear their chilled breaths as not one girl had bothered to bring a jacket, and he hated that he didn't have his own to throw at them for them to fight over and huddle inside.. But he knew that Will wouldn't bother to have fought over it even if it were here, and he supposed the heavy overcoat wouldn't be his for long anyhow, because Julian would want it back now.. And Caleb couldn't just leave him there..

"DIÀOLO!" Caleb shook with anger and hate and adrenaline, and hated that they could see him; quaking more than the water rippled from a heavy stone, with his yelled curse echoing over the distance to the town until it was lost to the lively noises within. "We have to go to the underwater mines."

"Y-you understand there's no guarantee we can free him." Caleb stared down in to the depths of the lake then, and forced himself to sit because he was afraid he'd want to hit something.. Someone.. And he couldn't let himself do that; he'd already been too forceful with Cornelia, and.. And he was afraid of being angry with Will. Because it was obvious, what she was saying, and he knew that he needed to hear it, and he knew that she was right to say it, but he was shaking more and more, because he didn't want to know. He wanted to shake her. To yell at her. He wanted her to go away, and stay and- He wish Julian would just die, because none of this would have happened and he'd still be smiling at Will, and she'd still be trying to tell him that he looked ill because he was smiling, and he'd be able to tell her that it was only because she was beautiful, and.. And now she'd only think he was a pig, because she would know; she would see it in Julian - how Caleb had pushed the man away, and how he denied that Julian was his father, and how he'd only stayed with the rebellion to kill Phobos, and how he was just the stupid fucking brother of an evil tyrant, who was far too close to evil, to be playing guessing games with anyone as good as Will was.

Something clinked, and Caleb saw Hay Lin catch the Heart to his left, before he felt Will sitting to his right. And he didn't dare look at her properly, as if he might be able to hide his watery eyes by only looking at her reflection in the lake; he breathed a humorless laugh when he realized she'd have dry dirt up the back of her dungarees sitting like that, with he legs crossed and her body facing him. "There's a new portal!"

Hay Lin's voice fogged in, and Will's hand had barely brushed his shoulder, when she looked up behind to them, and grinned at him sympathetically. "Luck's on your side rebel boy."

It really wasn't though.

...

"You're not gonna like this," Will pushed herself back up as Caleb did the same, and smiled sadly at his ivy green eyes that stung with more emotions than he looked like he could handle. He was shivering, Will had noticed, and she wasn't sure if it was the cold or just his own way of taking whatever was bubbling inside him. He'd never said much of his dad, but Will had gathered that little collection of words; most from when he'd been drunk on pain-killers, and he'd basically only told her that he'd had a father for a little while, but that he hadn't really been a father at all, and Will wasn't sure if he'd been adopted, or he just had a bad dad.. She knew she could empathize with neither, but then she'd spotted him hugging her and she supposed that she'd just leave it be unless he said something.. He still wasn't saying anything, and Will wish he would look at her, because he just looked so.. Defeated.. And she still didn't know whether Caleb really wanted to see his father again, or if duty, and nobility itself was pushing him to come with them, when she was sure they'd manage without him if he didn't want.. "It's about a hundred yards out, and about fifty feet down."

"In the ground?" Cornelia raised and eyebrow, and Will pried her eyes away from the little boy who'd been playing 'man' too long, to see Hay Lin shake her head and point past where Caleb had been.. To the lake. "Oh.. N-"

"Guardians unite!"

DIÀOLO! - HELL! (curse form)