-Cyrus P.O.V.-

I watched as Miranda left the tent in a hurry. "Did I do something wrong?" I asked Cods.

"Nope, not at all." was his quick response, sarcasm in his words.

"You can't fool me."

"Look Cyrus," he faced me, his head hanging over my face to emphasize his seriousness, "You came here for a friend, whom of which if she's anything like the one here was, you'd know that she doesn't like it when others put their lives in harm's way just for her sake."

I cursed at myself. Of course, how had I forget that! Miranda won't like it one bit that I'm here. "I need to talk to her." I made a motion to move, but Cody held my shoulders down.

"No, not now, she's probably crying for all we know. She'll need space from this new discovery."

"What'll we do about Alyssa? She'll be very perceptive of our hoods."

"That's easy, Alyssa will always respect our privacy, so if we ask for it I'm sure that she'll oblige to it."

"Good. Are you sure that I can't go and speak to Mir?"

"Ask me that question in a few hours."

I opened my mouth to respond, but Cody walked out of the tent.

And so I sat all alone in the tent, without anyone to talk to me about anything, so I decided to close my eyes from fatigue.

I had a rather restless sleep as I thought about how to get to Pepe, surely his doppelganger would help us to the way back home.

Home...

Where did I truly belong? Here? Or where I've been for most of my life?

The End of Book 2- The Journey will continue in Book 3: Trial And Error