I've been meaning to draw the other brother. Here he is, this is Jake.

Aria's POV

I shoved my last clothing item into my bag, and then let out a disgruntled sigh.

Who knew packing for a weekend would be so tiring?

"Aria, honey, are you ready? The boys will be here soon," Alastor called and I grabbed my bag and exited my room. My eyes scanned the area to make sure I didn't forget anything.

Then my gaze landed on the bouquet of flowers Alastor picked for me that day in the park. The flowers that he enchanted.

They're finally starting to wilt.

Quickly I turned and shut my door, then trotted over to the stairs.

This weekend is New Years weekend, and I asked Eliot and Jake if they would like to spend it with Alastor and I on a camping trip. There's a camping ground near where they set off the fireworks, and I've always wanted to go.

When I made it downstairs, I was breathless. Every day I feel tired and weak, but I can't figure out why.

I don't want to say anything to Alastor, it'll only make him worry. Plus, I won't have to worry about it anymore soon.

The more I thought about it the more excited I became. Through our entire relationship Alastor has given me the choice.

He let me choose our intimate moments.

He let me choose the pace.

And now he's letting me choose him.

That's what I love most about him. I've always had a choice with him...he's never lied to me.

So, I know I'm ready to go with him.

I gave him a big smile and he returned it, looking amused by me carrying my bag. It's about the same size as me, so I can see how it may look funny.

"Would you like a hand, dear?" He chuckled and I nodded. He casually took the bag with one hand, whereas I had been using all of my strength in both arms just to barely be able to hold it.

Fucking show off.

After he took it I took in a deep breath, and then there was a knock on the door.

My smile widened and I went over and threw the door open, revealing Eliot and Jake.

Eliot looked beyond elated and Jake gave me a soft smile.

"Y'all fuckers ready?" Eliot said excitedly and I nodded, stepping outside. Alastor followed, shutting the door.

I missed the wicked smile he shot at Jake, and also missed the quick middle finger that Jake sent back.

Soon we were all piled into Jake's SUV. Eliot sat up front and Alastor and I sat in the back. My entire body was aching, and my stomach hurt slightly but I was too excited to let that kill my mood.

I decided it would probably be wise for me to just sleep, so I snatched my blanket from my bag and curled up on my side of the car, putting my head against the window.

Then I felt something wrap around my shoulder and suddenly I was laying down on something soft.

Alastor ran his fingers through my hair and I opened my eyes and looked up at him with a smile. He had put me in his lap, and he used his free hand to gently tug my blanket to cover me properly.

Eliot was rambling on in the front seat about something that nobody cared about, but it was a nice background noise aside from the soft music from the radio.

Al smiled down at me, and I snuggled closer to him. My eyes shut and I was asleep not even five seconds later.

**

I gasped softly when the car hit a bump, and then felt a hand on my head.

"You're alright, dear," Alastor cooed softly and I grumbled sleepily, sitting up. I yawned and my eyes were squinted slightly as I looked around.

Jake caught my eyes from the rear view mirror briefly before looking back to the road. He chuckled slightly.

"Good morning sleepy head, we're nearly there," he said teasingly and I stuck my tongue out at him.

Meanwhile Eliot was snoring in the front seat, his long legs sprawled out over the dashboard.

"Y'all want me to wake Eliot up?" I said, my voice still sounding a bit tired as I begun to reach for him.

Then Alastor's hand caught my wrist and I jumped and looked at him.

"Please don't." Him and Jake said at the exact same time. I stifled a laugh and looked back to the sleeping Eliot.

Just then I saw the sign to the camp grounds and all the tiredness left my body, replaced by childish excitement.

"Looks like we're here," Jake said casually, and pulled up to the guard shack. He purchased a spot for us, and the small iron gate opened to let us through.

It's a really nice camp ground.

There was a small bit left to drive until we made it to the parking lot.

From there we needed to walk.

The entire process from gate to our spot was around 45 minutes. Once we actually reached it, Alastor and Jake went to work setting up the tents.

Alastor, for some reason, knew exactly what he was doing. He had no trouble setting up our tent, and he was done no less than 15 minutes after starting.

Then looking over at Jake's, he was struggling horrendously.

"What the fuck..." I heard him grumble before he looked over at Alastor's tent. His mouth fell open and he threw his hands out in disbelief.

"How? What am I doing wrong!" he complained and I giggled, watching them from my place on a log. Each ground comes with its own cute little fire pit and log chairs sat around it.

Eliot was over in the grass, laying on his stomach with a look of wonder on his face.

Curiously I walked over to him to see what he was doing. I knelt next to him, catching his attention.

He looked over and smiled then pointed to where he was looking.

When I looked, I was surprised to see a small lady bug crawling on a dead piece of grass. Gently, I put my finger down by it and it crawled onto me.

Eliot watched me, his eyes still wide. I held the small bug. So pretty, and docile.

But she seems to be moving slowly...I think she may be dying. I smiled softer and looked to Eliot.

"I think our friend here is having a tough time...it's a bit too cold out for her," I said and Eliot frowned softly.

"Aw..." he let off quietly and I watched the small bug crawl around my hand slowly. Eliot and I sat in silence, watching the little creature come to a stop near the center of my palm, the warmest spot.

She settled, and stilled.

Gently I put her back into the grass, returning her to where she belongs. Even so, I'm glad we found her.

So she didn't die cold and alone.

There were footsteps behind me, and Eliot's eyes trained up. I turned around, looking up at Alastor.

He knelt down, crouching instead of actually kneeling so he didn't get his pants dirty.

"What are you two doing sitting in the grass?" He chuckled slightly. Then he reached down and picked me up, standing back up easily with me in his arms.

"We were just watching a lady bug die," I hummed and his eyebrows shot up. My legs wrapped around his waist and my arms went around his neck.

"Well, should I arrange a funeral?" He joked and I chuckled. Eliot groaned from the ground and I looked down to see he'd flipped down onto his back and was looking up at us.

"Could you two go be adorable somewhere else?" He grumbled, and I flipped him off.

Alastor then carried me over to the tent, and I laid my head against his chest.

We came out on Friday night so that we would have all of Saturday, and then Sunday is New Year's Day.

So Saturday night will be the fireworks.

It's just now getting dark out and Alastor unzipped our tent, not putting me down.

"We're retiring for the night," he hummed out, "goodnight," he called.

Jake was already in his tent, successfully set up now, and he made some incoherent groan from inside as a response.

"Night!" Eliot called.

And then he stepped in and zipped our tent up.