What was it you wanted could it be I'm haunted
When Harry and I finally made it back to the beach I felt like I needed to play parent with both he and Faith. God, they both just had stormed off in opposite directions. What was I supposed to do in that? The last thing we needed right now was to be pissed off at each other. Of course, that seemed to the running theme. Getting pissed at each other only to have a nice bonding session only to forget about it hours later. What the fuck.
Connor and Faith were standing there with the kids when we got back. The kids who.. had grown.. again. Connor looked like he had no idea what to do and Harry was bound and determined to say Connor was making them grow. He'd been with them each time, but yeah. Pretty sure that wasn't the common demoninator. The looks that everyone was casting each other was making the kids start to ask questions and look worried. Faith wanted to take Connor back into the jungle to look for daddy dearest and even though I knew Connor could handle himself just fine I wasn't up for letting her drag him into this. At least not that part of it.
She was less than happy about it, but eventually the both of us headed back into the jungle to look for answers leaving Harry and Connor on the beach with the kids who hopefully would stay the same height and age until we got back. Maybe it was just this goddamn island that we really needed to find a way off of immediately. Who knew what the fuck would happen next and frankly I wasn't looking to find out.
We'd been walking in the woods towards the compound, both of us pretty much keeping quiet other than the heavy footsteps that probably anyone halfway close could hear. Finally, I stepped up beside her and sighed. "What do you plan on doing when and if you find him? Ask what you want and expect answers?"
Connor and Faith were standing there with the kids when we got back. The kids who.. had grown.. again. Connor looked like he had no idea what to do and Harry was bound and determined to say Connor was making them grow. He'd been with them each time, but yeah. Pretty sure that wasn't the common demoninator. The looks that everyone was casting each other was making the kids start to ask questions and look worried. Faith wanted to take Connor back into the jungle to look for daddy dearest and even though I knew Connor could handle himself just fine I wasn't up for letting her drag him into this. At least not that part of it.
She was less than happy about it, but eventually the both of us headed back into the jungle to look for answers leaving Harry and Connor on the beach with the kids who hopefully would stay the same height and age until we got back. Maybe it was just this goddamn island that we really needed to find a way off of immediately. Who knew what the fuck would happen next and frankly I wasn't looking to find out.
We'd been walking in the woods towards the compound, both of us pretty much keeping quiet other than the heavy footsteps that probably anyone halfway close could hear. Finally, I stepped up beside her and sighed. "What do you plan on doing when and if you find him? Ask what you want and expect answers?"