Does anyone have good recommendations for fandoms to join? Asking for a friend

There's still a while to this, but like, I need something to move into once it's done.

Short chapter, but oh well.


25. Φωτιά

Avalon Müller, Elise Wootton, Gale Abasolo, Irene Ó Donnghaile, Lester Tosell, and Trevor Fletcher; were the names of the members that had welcomed Alexei to the yearbook committee. They were different back then, or perhaps, they were the same, just Alexei didn't know them yet.

Those are the names of the people sitting in his room now, only one really knowing what Alexei had called them here for.

At times like these, Alexei really appreciates their friendship with the omega; honestly, had Trevor not been sitting by their side, ready to buffer as needed, Alexei wasn't sure they would be talking about this with the others, at all.

They go through it carefully, picking at words, keeping anything about dragons out of the conversation; with matters as delicate as this particular one, it is better to keep as little people knowing as possible. They trust this group of people, really, they do, but some things you just don't risk; putting your two year old - if Alexei was doing the math right - sister in the line of fire fell exactly in that category.

There was a long period of silence as they finished speaking, making Alexei feel every inch of his skin acutely, until the youngest of them, Irene, turned to Trevor with a raised eyebrow.

"Should I feel offended that you consider Murphy to be the most dangerous alpha in school?"

Trevor chuckles and puts his hand on the top of her head with a smile.

"You're adorable"

Irene's most outward reaction is one Alexei expects from every other alpha, the red tint in her cheeks is mostly because she still gets flustered whenever an omega gets close to her; Trevor pulls his hand away and leans his entire body back and she bites her lip before looking at Lester.

"Aren't you offended?"

Lester shrugs and puts an arm around Gale, who rolls his eyes but leans into him.

"I don't really care what he's into"

Trevor actually goes a little red at that, which amuses Alexei greatly; they know who Trevor is actually into, but it's still nice to see him flustered over this sort of thing.

"I am not into Connor Murphy!"

Avalon joins the pads of her fingers and places the joined hands beneath her nose.

"But you are into someone"

Elise smacks the back of her head with a huff, and then turns back to Alexei.

"Let's get back on track, Alex"

Alexei rubs the back of their own head and looks at the people in front of him once more.

"I need to talk to him, but he's not the most approachable person out there"

Gale seems to catch on first.

"What do you need us to do exactly?"

... ..- ... .-. . -. ... . / - ..- ... .. -.-.

Heidi Hansen walks the halls of the hospital with purpose, heading to the lab with nothing in her hands for the second time in her life. And though it's been almost two decades since the first one, she knows she will find who she's looking for there.

When she gets there she finds her.

The woman is tall, the way most alphas are, with greyish-chocolate colored hair tied neatly in a bun, a pair of oval-shaped glasses rest in her nose, framing her caramel colored eyes. The years have not been kind to her, and Heidi knows only fragments as to why her eyes look older than life.

"Hello Dr. Chilikov"

She nods her head as if on automatic, which would be amusing if Heidi hadn't come here for a reason.

"I need to ask for a favor"

The woman lifts her head from the machine then, and she must see something familiar there, because she sighs and finishes the test in order to face her entirely.

"I can't just alter blood tests every time you need them Hansen"

Heidi bites her lip, straightens herself, and checks again that they are the only ones here.

"Ignis"

It's a bit of a gamble, and a bit of a dick move, but it isn't a lie, and Heidi does actually hope that her hunch is correct. Dr. Chilikov takes a sharp breath, hand going to her heart; she mutters something to herself in what Heidi suspects is wolf; a resolute look taking over her features.

"I'll do it"