Seto's P.O.V
"I can't leave for about two days without you three messing the Kingdom up?!" They flinch.

"Sorry but it was Kilbas's fault." Xealx said. They get into a argument. I roll my eyes.

"Shut up!" They stop talking and look at me.

"Well Seto you shouldn't be leaving in the first place. Your place is here not there. So it's basically your fault." Ylizek said. I cross my arms. They take a step away from me.

"How much of the Kingdom is destroyed?"

"About....25%." Kilbas said. At least it is not very big.

"Guys...why? Did anyone get hurt?"

"No. No one is hurt." Xealx said. Thank goodness. I uncross my arms.

"Great. Just fix this mess."

"Why not you? Your in charge!" Ylizek said.

"Yes but I'm not the one that destroyed 25% of the Kingdom." I walk pass them.

"What about you limping huh?" Kilbas asks. I stop.

"It's nothing. Just fix the Kingdom." I leave and walk pass Ada.

"Seto...you know they wouldn't do it on purpose." Ada said following me. I stop and she puts her arms around my waist from behind and kisses my neck. I smile.

"I know but sometimes they go overboard."

"Remind you of anyone?" Ada asks. I break out of her grip and turn around and look at her.

"What?"

"I have been meaning to talk to you about something. But it just didn't seem like the right time." Ada said. O no. That doesn't seem good for me.

"What is it?" She grabs my wrist.

"Stop going back there to that base." Ada said. I yank my wrist out of her hand.

"What?!"

"Seto it's not good for you. They can handle their own problems. I love going there but home is here. I know that they are y-"

"I'm not abandoning them. I'm not leaving them to deal with this by themselves." She grabs my arms and gets close to me.

"Seto listen to me. Please. You already got seriously hurt because of them. You could again but this time...this time you won't wake up." Ada said. I look at her saying nothing. I don't know what to say.

"Your place is here....Not there. You have spent your time there and it's time you spend the rest of it here." Ada said. And I thought she wanted to help my friends. I'm tired of saying goodbye to friends and I don't want to anymore. I walk pass her.

"Seto wait." Ada said grabbing my arm stopping me. I look at the ground.

"I know it should be hard to let go of friends. Especially will the time you have spent with them. But you have to agree with me in saying that they don't exactly trust you like they seemed to use to." Ada said. My eyes look at her.

"They trust me-"

"You don't know that." Ada said.

"Yes. Yes I do."

"How?" She asks. I look at her for a minute.

"Because they are my friends." I pull my arm out of her hand and walk away from her.

Echo's P.O.V
I open my eyes. I see a gray wall. The pain in my stomach is horrible. I look out the window and it's still nighttime. I sit up slowly and stop. I smile a little. Quentin fell asleep on a chair just like Mitch would. I look at his leg. I loose my smile. I feel so bad. Quentin is taking care of me when no one is taking care of him. I lay back down on my side. I close my eyes and open them back up. I sit up and stand up. I wobble a little on my feet but regain my balance. I walk towards Quentin and lean on the table. I put my hand in his shoulder and shake him.

"Quentin. Quentin wake up." He picks his head up a little. He's mostly asleep. He wouldn't take the bed from me if he was fully awake. I grab his arms and pull him up. I guide him to the bed and he lays down. I turn away to leave but he grabs my arm.

"You shouldn't w-walk around. Lay down." Quentin said. I look at him. But I...but I...alright. I climb over him and lay down. I look at his eyes. He closes eyes. I move my back to him. Well I feel a little better since he is laying down now. But it feels a little awkward sharing a bed with him. I have slept with Andrew and Mitch before but Andrew is my boyfriend and Mitch is my brother. It's isn't awkward with them. I close my eyes.

I wake up with Quentin's arms around my chest and his face buried in my back. I smile a little bit. I can feel him against me. I turn my head a little and look at his face. He is still asleep. I smile. He looks adorable asleep. I look back at the wall. Quentin's grip isn't tight on me at all. I close my eyes and Quentin's arm goes down and around my waist. My face turns a little red. It's the fact he is asleep and doing this that is kind of weird. Quentin sits up. I open my eyes and our eyes meet.

"I swore I was asleep on the chair." Quentin said. I don't say anything and Quentin's face turns red. He takes his arms off of me.

"Sorry! I didn't mean anything by that I swear!" Quentin yelled getting up and backing up as I sit up. I laugh a little. 

"I know Quentin. You shouldn't have been sleeping on a chair with your leg so I took you to the bed myself since you were half awake."

"You walked?" He asks. I nod. He goes on his knees next to the bed and I sit on the side of it.

"Let me look at your stomach then." Quentin said. He moves in front of me and puts my knees against his chest. He unwraps my stomach slowly. He looks so tired.

"Are you tired?"

"Try sleeping with a busted up leg. It's hard." Quentin said. He puts the wrap on the bed and moves the cloth off and looks at it.

"It's looks a lot better. But you shouldn't be walking cause you did lose a lot of blood." Quentin said rewrapping my stomach.

"You shouldn't be sitting on your knees either Quentin. I may be hurt but you are too. You shouldn't be putting that much pressure on your leg. That's how you make it lame." Quentin looks up at me.

"My leg is gonna be fine Echo. I'm just worried about you." Quentin said. I smile a little.

"See what I mean whenever I say your kindness will kill you Quentin? If you can't walk because of me I'll feel so bad." Quentin looks at the bed. I play with his hair since this is the perfect chance.

"What is with girls playing with boy's hair?" Quentin asks. I smile a little.

"It's fun. I loving playing with Mitch's since he doesn't care. It always nice and soft. But Ty's is so soft and long. I like braiding it but he hates me playing with his hair. Seto doesn't care if I braid his hair as long as I take it out before I leave." Quentin laughs a little.

"You sound like a girl Echo." Quentin said. I start braiding it a little. Quentin puts his head on my legs and his arms around my legs. I smile.

"I am a girl after all."

"I didn't know you knew how to braid hair." Quentin said.

"My mom taught me. I use to do it on Mitch when we were little because Connor hated me whenever I did it to him."

"Who's Connor?" Quentin asks. I stop.

"There were three of us. Me, Mitch, and Connor. Connor is the youngest. Mitch the oldest and me the middle child." I undo the braid in Quentin's hair and he picks up his head and looks at me.

"You guys never mentioned Connor before." Quentin said.

"He was nine years old when he died Quentin. He loved watching Mitch shoot. I remember how many times Mitch missed since now he never misses."

"Sorry. I thought you and Mitch where the only kids they had." Quentin said.

"It's fine. But I like playing with your hair since you don't really care like Mitch and Seto."

"Ever try Sky or Jerome?" Quentin asks.

"Jerome won't let me and I sometimes mess with Sky's when he is asleep since he hates it too." Quentin smiles a little.

"Man you sound so not like you and it's kind of weird." Quentin said.

"Weird how?"

"Weird that I guess we never really knew the real you." Quentin said.

"No. No. No. Quentin. You do."

"We know you as the girl not to cross. A surprising love expert and has a big heart." Quentin said.

"That sounds nice....but boring. Come on Quentin. Please try to make me sound not like a desperate girl who has a huge crush on one of you. Because that is what you are making me sound." Quentin laughs a little and stands up. He sits next to me.

"Okay how's this...a nice girl, who doesn't take sh*t from anyone, looks out for her friends and knows how to kick someone ass when needed." Quentin said.

"Now that sounds a lot better. To me you are the nice guy who knows how to treat any wound."

"That's it? I said so much more about you." Quentin said. I stand up and Quentin grabs my arm. I look at his hand. I take my arm out of his hand.

"You worry about us too much. But you never seen to take your own health in a count so you get sick more then any of us since you are basically always expose to viruses. I get that you care but you need to stop putting your health in risk. We do need you not just for a medic but your get with daggers." He looks at me for a minute.

"Okay. Maybe your right. But I-"

"No Quentin. I am right. You said yourself that I'm getting a lot better but your leg is getting worst." He signs and smiles.

"I got no choice do I?" Quentin asks. I cross my arms.

"What do you think?"

"I have no choice." Quentin said.

"Smart response. I'm gonna go get some food cause..you need it." I put on my weapons.

"Okay." Quentin said.