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WARNING: silliness occurs (Since after Jacob arrives things start becoming a fast paced adventure I'm trying to get all the funny, goofy moments written now so later it will all balance itself out.)

CHAPTER 15

oOo oOo oOo Ten Years Later oOo oOo oOo

Aurora was in the kitchen with Olive making tea, it had been ten wonderful years she'd been in Miss Peregrine's loop and miraculously she and Millard had successfully kept their relationship secret.

Olive had her hand on the stove to heat the burner then placed the teapot on the red hot metal.

"I'm going to check on Enoch, see if he wants any." She said as the teapot began to heat up and she left the room. Millard entered shortly after she departed.

"Anything I can do to help?" he offered.

"You could get the cream and sugar." Aurora said as she laid out cups and saucers on a tray. When the kettle began to whistle Aurora moved the teapot off the stove and started pouring, Millard would rotate the cups so she didn't have to strain herself, It was a rather large teapot, he'd said in the past.

"Thank you for your help."

"Oh, it's my pleasure." He replied leaning back against the stove. "Ahh!" he cried as his hand grazed the still hot burner Olive had heated.

"Oh here, run it under cold water. I'll get the burn cream." Aurora said turning on the faucet and having Millard put his hand under the spray. Luckily Miss Peregrine kept a small first aid kit under the basin counter. She retrieved the cream and began rubbing it on Millard's burnt palm. She'd had many discussions with Miss Peregrine about the limits of her peculiarity, the headmistress had told her that since her first time was a subconscious act that healing at will would take practice. So as she rubbed the burn cream on Millard's hand she focused on healing the skin now instead of in three to five days as the tube instructed. She had hoped that by now she could heal major injuries with just a touch, sadly she could only speed up the healing process. Millard knew it was quite discouraging for her, but encouraged her practicing saying that peculiarities are always growing.

"Can't believe I just did that." Millard said feeling foolish.

"Oh, I do it all the time. At least you I can help, when it happens to me I can't even speed up my own healing. But it is difficult to tell what to keep your hands off of, you never know what Olive's been up to in the kitchen." She said as she continued to rub her fingertips in gentle circles in his palm.

"It's feeling better all ready." Millard assured her, "Thank you Aurora."

She looked up at him and realized how close their faces were, close enough that she could feel his warm breath against her skin. She didn't notice Olive walking back in until the girl asked, "What happened?"

Aurora jumped startled, "Nothing!" she said a little to hastily, "Millard burnt his hand and I was tending to it, that's all." Realizing how frazzled she sounded she quickly made up an excuse to leave.

"I-I'm supposed to be going with Emma to mail Abe a letter, I'd completely forgotten, I've got to run, ta-ta." And she bolted from the room.

OLIVE P.O.V.

She stared dumbfounded at the door where Aurora had practically just ran out of before turning to Millard for answers. He awkwardly cleared his throat.

"Well, I should be off too." He said before quickly marching out the opposite door. Olive just stood in the kitchen racking her brain for some kind of reasoning that would explain her friend's odd behavior. When she came up with nothing she decided to talk to Emma, being Aurora's roommate she must have some kind of answer, if something was bothering her newest sister she wanted to be able to help.

She found Emma upstairs in her room sitting on her bed writing – no doubt a letter to Abe – but Aurora had said she was leaving with Emma, now Olive was even more confused.

"Writing to Abe?" Olive asked making Emma look up from her work.

"Mm-hm."

"Because Aurora just left the kitchen in quite a rush saying she was leaving with you to deliver a letter."

"Well, I've only just sat down to write it, perhaps she was referring to later."

"Mmm, perhaps." Olive agreed before she heard a door slam down the hall, when she peered out of Emma's room the saw the doorknob to Millard's room turning, as if being locked from the inside. She reentered Emma's room and shut the door behind her. She sat down on Aurora's bed still pondering everything.

"Hey, Emma?" she asked as her friend looked back up at her, "Could you go into Millard's room and see if he still has the book I loaned him?" she asked testing how much Emma knew, she was a smart girl and spent a lot of time with Aurora, therefore, she had to know something.

"Now?" Emma asked hesitantly before glancing at Olive and seeing the scrutinizing look in her eye, Did she know? "Do you know something?"

"Do you know something?"

"I-I might know something. What's the thing you know?"

"I can't tell you." Olive replied, as she was still putting the pieces together for herself, though she was starting to see the big picture.

"Well then I can't tell you what I know." Emma said with defiance.

"Fine."

"Fine." Emma said turning back to her letter, she only wrote a sentence more before looking back up at Olive and scoffed, "You don't know."

"Fine! Then I'll go into Millard's room and see if the thing I think I know is actually what I think it is!" she said getting up and storming to the door, before she even had a chance to turn the handle Emma gasped, "You know!"

Olive turned from the door and pointed an accusing finger at her friend, "And you know!"

"About Millard and Aurora?"

Olive nodded, "Oh my bird, it's unbelievable!"

Emma hopped off the bed and approached Olive, "Oh, Olive I've been dying to talk to someone about this for so long! But you can't tell anyone, they're so adamant about that for some reason."

"Absolutely, it will just be between you and me."

oOo oOo oOo A Few Months Later oOo oOo oOo

HUGH P.O.V.

"I'm telling you I haven't found it anywhere!" he shouted as they searched for his net hat, he'd been able to recruit Emma and Fiona to help him look but it appeared to have vanished.

"Where's the last place you remember seeing it?" Fiona asked.

"My room, but now it's gone, someone must have hidden it to mess with me."

"Have you tried looking in Abe's old room? It's a good place to hide things." Emma suggested.

The three of them headed to the attic to search, everything was covered in dust so they began searching for something that looked like it had been touched recently. Hugh was searching through a few old boxes next to the attic window when he looked out and saw Aurora and Millard hidden in an alcove.

"Hey look it's Millard and Aurora." He said as Fiona came over and started tapping on the glass trying to get their attention. But then Millard pulled Aurora closer to him, they could only see the back of Aurora's head but by the way Millard leaned in they could tell the pair were kissing. Fiona stopped tapping and her and Hugh's mouths dropped open in shock.

"Oh!" Fiona and Hugh cried in unison.

"Oh my bird." Emma said as she came over and saw what they were seeing, knowing that the jig was up.

"Hey." Came a voice from the door, causing all three to jump. It was Horace, he was holding Hugh's hat, "I found it." He said holding the hat higher. "What's all this fuss about?" he asked walking toward the window, Emma tried to stop him. Horace stopped halfway across the room immediately understanding the cause to his friend's suddenly odd behavior.

"They're kissing aren't they?"

"How did you know?" Emma asked since he was nowhere near the window.

"I dreamt it last night." He said approaching the window, looking out and sighing, "Sometimes I hate when I'm right."

oOo oOo oOo

EMMA P.O.V.

Emma, Olive, Hugh, Fiona and Horace were in Hugh and Horace's room after the latter three had found out about Millard and Aurora's relationship.

"So they know that Emma knows but they don't know that Olive knows?" Fiona asked and Emma nodded.

"But that doesn't matter now." Olive replied, "Because now enough of us know so we can just tell them we know and this secret nonsense can end."

"Or we don't say a word and have some of our own fun." Hugh suggested.

"Hugh don't be mean." Emma scolded.

"Oh come on. Like living the same day over and over doesn't get boring?"

"Well, how would we mess with them?" Fiona asked.

"Well like when Aurora says she's going to mail something, just give her a bunch of mail to really send. Or when Millard says he's thinking of documenting the pigs give him some rotten food to feed them."

"I assure you, you will find no rotten food in my garden." Fiona piped up.

"Don't you think it's a bit immature?" Emma tried to dissuade them.

"I kind of like the idea." Olive shyly voiced her vote.

"Sadly, Hugh does have a point." Horace agreed, "We could use some fresh entertainment."