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A/N: this is just a little foreshadowing, i don't remember the exact reason for Kyra moving in with her father.
Cole sat on the roof of the house, just in front of the window that connected this section of roof to the room Kyra and he shared. He watched as the sun sank in the west before he pulled out a small pad of paper and began to write. It was still hard to believe that almost a year had passed since his arrival here. As messed up as this family was, he was happy that he had one. A knock at the window caught his attention.
"Mind if I join you?" asked Kyra. Cole motioned for her to come out as he returned to his writing.
"What's up?" he asked, knowing that something was bothering her. Kyra shrugged.
"Nothing much," she said. Cole gave her a look, turning away from his paper for a moment.
"Kyra, we've shared a room for almost a year, we tell each other everything, and according to Mom we're telepathically linked. There's something bugging you," he said. Kyra sighed as she looked at the sunset.
"I'm thinking about moving in with dad," she said. Cole sat his papers to the side.
"You sure about this?" he asked. Kyra nodded.
"I'm tired of all the drama that goes on around here. I just want to live in peace," she said. Cole cocked his eyebrow at her.
"And you do realize that Barbra Jean is over there right?" If anyone was to rule drama she'd be a great fit for the job," said Cole.
"I know, but I think this is for the best," came Kyra's response. Cole sighed and looked at the red semi circle sitting on the horizon.
"If I learned anything on the trip here from Seattle its that you have to make your own decisions," he said. Kyra looked at the person she had come trust more than anyone else.
"Are you coming with me?" she asked. It was a long time before Cole responded.
"No, I've done enough moving around to last me a while. Besides, you need someone to hold down the fort here incase things over there get way to intense for you," he said. Kyra nodded before she stood and gave her brother a hug. Turning she climbed back into the bedroom.
"Kyra," he said. Kyra stuck her head back out the window and looked at him.
"The window's always open if you wanna talk," he said. Kyra smiled before she disappeared inside. Cole returned his attention to his writing and what was left of the sunset.
"My roots are planted in the past, oh my life is changing fast," he quietly sang to himself.