A/N: NOT EDITED.

Chapter 26 - Starting Over (Kaden POV) July 3rd 2015

With time, my family settled on the island, and dealing with the drama that was Jace, Victoria and Lana, we held off on speaking to Katherine and Donavon about the children.

Next door, Victoria had asked that Jace move to my hotel after three days from her trying to take her own life.

Now months later, he was still there.

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"Calm down Sawyer," I whispered to her as we both sat in the car, waiting for Katherine and Donavan's plane to land. We - the kids and I - had yet to tell them about who they really were, but now with everything calmed down since we brought my family to the island, now was the time.

No one could say exactly how they would take it, but for the sake of my children's sake I hoped that they took it in stride, that they didn't see them as anything different or other than the two children they raised for seven years of their life.

Sawyer stops bouncing next to me, but it comes right back again, but knowing its all stress I keep quiet, and five minutes later, my plane lands on the tarmac, is searched and when nothing suspicious is found, Katherine and Donavon come down the stairs, their eyes already on Sawyer. Coming over quickly, "Sawyer sweetheart," Katherine's arms wrap around Sawyer, who is so tense right now.

"I'm a shifter Fae," she blurts out before Donavan can even get his chance to hug her, "We all are, Tristan and me, mom and dad, all my siblings, we are all - you know the stories on the news - they're about us, I'm like that," she rambled on. Her eyes watery and voice thick, "I've - I've been - I can see things, before they happen, ever since I was little - even when I was seven, it's why I'd smell things," my eyes focused on Katherine and Donavon, listening to their heartbeats.

Unlike my nervous daughter, whom I know hadn't planned on telling them like this exactly; Katherine and Donavan didn't seem as shocked as I would have thought they would.

Sawyer was still talking when Katherine gazed at her with sad eyes, "I knew mom, that day before we went to the park I didn't know why Tristan and I needed to be at the park, but I just knew I had to go-" I put one hand on Sawyers back, as she was close to hyperventilating.

"Oh Sawyer," Katherine takes Donavon's hand, "we know... well not all of what you just revealed but we put the pieces together months ago when the news coverage was given, plus everything else we've heard since then," Sawyer looked at me, her eyes wide.

"Enhanced senses - the news called it. Well that just reminded your father and I, of when you sniffed out things and could smell things better than any pregnant woman-"

My phone rang, and looking at the number, I saw it was the house. Taking a step back I answered worried, "Daddy?" Emerson's small voice called out.

"Yes - are you okay baby?"

"Uh huh - the girl - the one from da dreams, they finded her," she said with a small smile, and I blinked confused. "Baby, I'll call you back okay?"

"Okay daddy don't forget," she said sternly and I knew she'd call me back in twenty minutes if I didn't.

Ending the call I quickly dialed John, wondering if he called the house before calling me about this situation that Emerson had seen. Nearly two months ago, after not having many dreams or nightmares, Emerson had one, of a girl, called her Faith. Like I promised, when she came to us, worried, not sure what she was even seeing, I had to have someone look into what she was seeing.

"Daddy thwere's a gwirl, Fwaith - she's all alone," Emerson cried but getting information from a four year old is difficult especially when we couldn't figure out why this girl Emerson was seeing was important. She had never seen the girl before, but could say that Etta would someday meet the girl, they were alike.

She had dreams of the girl a few more times, telling us that the girl was in "Twizlerland" which we just assumed was Switzerland but again we didn't have much information. Still after each dream, she gave us more information that we passed on to John and Sean, for checking but we didn't have much to go on, only that the girl needed to be found.

"Kaden," John answered immediately, "Did you call the house? Emerson said that the girl - Faith - she was found," he was quiet on the other line.

"Oh - well we didn't find this girl Emerson mentioned but, I put a tracker in the police system, and we haven't gotten any hits of a girl called Faith being found as of yet," he replied and I could hear him typing away at the keys of his computer.

"I'll call you back, I need to get Sawyer, Katherine and Donavon back home, and I'll talk to Emerson then."

"Hey guys we need to get on home," I walked back to where Sawyer was now holding on to Katherine and Donavon. Pulling away, with a watery smile, Sawyer nodded, pulling two people she loved with her to the car.

On the ride home from the port, Sawyer talked endlessly, revealing and answering all of the Bradley's questions about our kind, about what she Sawyer could do. Her life an open book to them now, and when we finally arrived home, and Sawyer pulled Katherine inside, Donavon stalled, hanging back. "This is why you took them?" he whispered.

I shook my head, "They are my children, and we loved them, Etta and I. We had no other choice but to fight for them - in your family they had a target on their backs-"

"We could've-"

"Your sister is so deeply connected to the people intent on hurting our kind, Sawyer and Tristan would've never stood a chance with you all," I interrupt him.

"We've not only kept them safe, we've loved them, we've allowed you to have contact with them when it was safe, despite the fact that we could have cut you off completely Donavon," he needs to know, to be reminded of the situation. I mean was he really going to question now all of this? It had been ten years... I shook my head, "Thank you," he muttered just as I was going to enter the house.

"You don't need to thank me for keeping my children and family, as well as yours safe," I left it at that entering the house my plan to search for Emerson. But as I stepped in, she ran over to me, taking her to my office, I sat ready to listen to what she knew.

"How did you know that the girl was saved Emma?"

A small happy giggle was my prize, along with her words, "I sawed it in my head daddy, a man swaved her," she said happily.

"What - do you know his name?" She cocked her head to the side, closing her eyes, when her hazel green eyes popped open, and she gives me her toothy grin, Emma shakes her head. "No daddy, but he was nice to her," I blinked nodding.

"Did you see when mama is going to meet Faith?" Emerson shrugged her shoulder, and it was hard not to get frustrated with this situation. Giving such a gift to a small child that really couldn't understand what she was seeing or what was important, that had such a short attention span when it came to talking about her visions.

I rested back, when Emerson jumped from my lap, running off to go play, my mind unsure. There was no way to say that this girl Emerson saw was getting saved for real or when it would happen but I didn't have long to contemplate this little fact.

Standing before me just as the door slammed shut, were Gabriel Gavino and Logan - along with a face I had seen on television, claiming that Gabriel and she were long dead. Standing I waited, "Faked your death," the words followed by a snort. I had met Gabriel five years back, buying land up in northern California from him along the coast where my pack and people all lived.

Never the type to apologize Gabriel just shrugged, "This is my Chelsea," he said, his voice changed, caressing the name of the beauty next to him. Looking between them, not a smile on any of their faces, my guard is instantly up.

"What's brought you here?" I ask non-conversationally but not a bit hostile at all.

I realize that both Logan and Gabriel have taken a defensive, protective stance in front of the girl, Chelsea. She rolls her eyes, and I almost want to snort at her facial expression.

"We're here to talk to the Clemente's."

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