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Before we could get any further than the corridor where our rooms were, I noticed faint tinges of light coming from the tunnel that led to the octopus-like passageways.

"Shh." I whispered to Wes with my finger to my lips and then pointed. We crouched in the darkest parts of the tunnel trying our hardest not to be seen. Luckily the moon had already set so there was no extra light. I could see Wes straining to hear the voices approaching. So I did the same.

"… can't give a proper tour right now, considering the time. But this is mostly the sleeping quarters and some storage." That was Jeb speaking. You could tell by his distinctively gruff voice.

"Well Jebediah, you certainly had a lot of time on your hands. Must've taken you ages to fix up something of this caliber." Me and Wes exchanged weird looks, trying to hold our laughs in. Jebediah? Really?

"Well that certainly means a lot coming from you, Magnolia." He retorted oozing with sarcasm. The way these two talked, you would think they knew each other. That's when a much younger voice spoke up.

"Well I think it's really cool Uncle Jeb. It's like you have your own bat cave, and you're saving the human race!" The adults just chuckled at the younger boy's comment. Uncle Jeb? So they are related, huh. Small world.

"Thanks, kid." Jeb turned to the boy with his flash light, and ruffled his hair. Then I could see him in profile. He looks like he could be about an inch or so taller than me, sun-tanned skin, with long brown hair. Not bad.I could also see the others as they started to shift around with the flashlights in their hands.

There were two women, one just as old as Jeb, who I'm guessing is the Magnolia he referred to. The other was much younger, with strangely similar features. Her daughter I presumed. Then there was the cheery boy with the Batman comment, and an older guy he was standing really close to. He had hard features and looked like he could hold his own. But there was also a strange softness in his eyes that seems out of place. I decided to overlook it. It's not even 6 am, and I'm just going by flashlight. Maybe I'm seeing things.

I was so caught up analyzing them that I was oblivious to the fact that they were getting closer. We didn't want to get caught snooping, so we turned to run back. That is, until Wes's foot kicked a pebble way down the dark tunnel. And I thought gunshots were loud.

"Nice going Wes!" I said softly and punched him.

"What was that?" It was a paranoid question. The older man had finally spoken.

"Oh probably just some nosy folk tryna get a look at ya. And they might as well show themselves now that they've been heard." Jeb voice was thick with amusement. Wes just looked at me. There's reason no reason to be sneaking around now. We've been caught.

"Great job, Wes." I say at normal volume. He pushed me playfully as we got stood up. I giggle.

"Not my fault. That rock should not have been there." He says as we walk into the light.

"Well, might as well introduce ya. You've been working this hard to creep around in the darkness."

"Sorry Jeb. We were just curious, that's all." I say as he points the flashlight at me.

" 'S cool, kid. Pretty exciting getting newcomers. Well since you're here, everyone, this is Kierra. Kierra, this is Magnolia, Sharon, Jamie, and Jared." I give them all my friendliest smile.

"And this," he turns the flashlight to Wes, "is Wes. Our two communal trouble makers, if you will. You'll see soon enough just how much trouble they can cause." I see Jeb wink at me and just chuckles at mine and Wes's halfhearted "Offensive taken!" and "I resent that!" 's. I then notice that the boy, Jamie, was smiling at me. I smile back and nod at him.

"Now, if you will excuse us, I have to find a place for our new community members to sleep. You two should get back to bed too, since the Sun ain't even awake yet." We nod and turn away.

"Nice to meet you everyone!" I yell over my shoulder as we run off again.

As always when Wes and I don't really want to go to sleep or lay down, we go to one of our rooms and just hang out. It wasn't uncommon for us to be up this early or late either. We could stay up for hours just talking, hanging out, or even doing nothing at all. Even in silence we could tell what the other was feeling. We aren't related at all, but honestly, blood couldn't make us any closer. I was just as close to him as I was to my actual brothers, Ian and Kyle. Maybe even closer. It's a long story, one that I don't even feel like going into right now. Especially after the nightmare I had today. The nightmare of one of my darkest memories.

So anyways we're running to my room right now, laughing at how that all just went down. I race into my room, barely stopping enough to turn. Then i flop down on my mattress. Wes just takes a seat on the floor and leans against the wall. As we settle, I notice that all traces of mirth leaving his face. I sit up and wait for him to say something.

"You're having nightmares again." Wow. Way to get straight to the point. I was hoping he hadn't noticed.

"Wes," I start, but he cuts me off.

"Don't try to deny it, I heard you mumbling when I was trying to wake you up. And you were all sweaty. Was it the same dream?"

"Wes, don't worry about me. I've been telling you that since the day we met. And I thought by now you'd realize I don't need to be worried about."

"You didn't answer my question."

"Drop it, Wes."

"Only if you answer my question." Ugh. He relentless when it comes to this subject.

"Yes. Now can we leave it alone? Thank you." I say and lay back down. He was silent for a few minutes.

"I think you should talk to someone about this. You know every time this starts again you-" I raise my eyebrow and he changes the next words. "You should consider going to see Doc."

"Doc is not a fucking psychiatrist! And I don't need to talk to anyone! I am perfectly fine, and if you don't believe me you can leave." I point towards the door. Without anyway of seeing it, I can tell how face probably looks right now. My blue eyes instead of looking cool and inviting, have the look of intense blue flames, my face hard and molded with anger. The vein in my neck pulsing faster and faster. I hate yelling at Wes. I always feel horrible afterwards. But he was seriously pissing me of. As he does every time he brings this up.

"Look, you know I'm just trying to help. But if it means that much to you, I won't mention it again." Yea, like you said you would the last hundred times, I thought knowing this wouldn't be the last time I heard this.

"Thank you." I say with mock joy. We spent the rest of the morning just talking about nothing, as if nothing happened.