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Jake had fallen asleep and slipped into a complete void. No dreams to torment him, exhaustion was such a blessing sometimes. Darkness was such a blessing sometimes... Welcoming, comforting, empty. That was the state Jake was in when a sound began to brake through his sleep. At first he thought it was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" He mumbled. When he only received a small chuckle as response, he realized it wasn't someone on the door, it was someone in the house. Rolling onto his back to face the wooden table, he opened his eyes to find the blurry image of Crys sitting by it. The sound he had heard was of her foot tapping gently against the wooden floor.
"Hey." He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. "Why didn't you just wake me up?"
Crys nodded, a small smile crossing her expression. "You were so sound asleep... I didn't really have the courage." She stated.
"I wouldn't have minded that at all." He said, sitting up on the bed. "So, do you want to know what I discovered, or is this a social visit?" He smiled.
"Sleep has done you some good hasn't it?" She laughed. "Well, I wish this could be a social visit, but it's not. Did you hear a Black Knight was here?" She asked.
"Yes, Sean told me. Grim was here." He said. "What did he want?"
"He wanted proof on the Shadow's identity." Crys said, trying to contain laughter. "I told him we have none. I mean, really... Isn't that why we are in this situation?"
"And what did you tell him?" Jake asked, moving to sit across from her.
"Everything we know. I trusted him, he actually believed Evin, so... Hopefully it helped him." She stated, not sounding all too hopeful. "What about you?"
"I have a name: Sarris. I'm sure I've heard it before, but can't really know where." He said, scratching the back of his head and yawning. "Maybe in the ruins."
"Ask Annie about it then. She seems to know all the gossip." Crys said simply, standing up and starting to walk around.

"I will..." Jake said, watching her with the corner of his eyes. "Is something out of place?" He asked with a small chuckle, noticing her walking around as if counting steps.
"Not really, no. Well... A lot of things are out of place, but not in this room." She mumbled.
"Well, something is bothering you." He stated.
"I have a bad feeling and I don't know why." She mumbled, her pacing coming to a stop behind his chair. Then, out of the blue she ran her fingers through his hair. "You need a haircut. You look like a hobo." She stated.
"How did the conversation shift from assignments to my hair?" Jake asked, with a chuckle. "And I do not look like a hobo. I'm still quite attractive, thank you. You just don't like changes."
"Well, it doesn't feel like your hair anymore... And who have you been attracting, might I ask?" She asked, quietly.
"Do you really want me to answer that question? You know I can't lie." He retorted, snickering.
"Uh-hum..." She mumbled, walking past him.
Jake sighed grabbing her by the hand and sitting her down on the chair next to him. "How bad is it?"
"It's getting worse, actually." She shook her head, trying to shake off the feeling as well.
"Like when your father died?" He asked her.
"No, not as bad. Like when my mother died maybe."
"Hum..." Jake mumbled, unconsciously pulling away.
Crys frowned a little, taking notice of the gesture. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just... It's not a day I like to remember." Jake stated, a cold tone in his voice.
"About that..." Crys sighed. "I've been thinking and I'm pulling you out of this assignment."

Jake immediately stood up when hearing that. "What? You can't!"
"Yes, I can, Jacob. Do you not see what this is doing to you? I don't sleep well, you had one meal, maybe, in the past two days... You really have grown attached to these people and the lying is tearing you apart."
"I can handle it." He stated, turning and walking a few steps away. That was one huge lie.
"That is my decision to make. I can see you're not well. I can't let you go on with this." Her tone had gone from casual to severe in a heartbeat. Even though she hadn't raised her voice to do so.
"What if I refuse?" He mumbled.
"What?" She asked.
"What if I refuse to terminate the assignment? Then what?" Jake had raised his voice now and he wasn't even sure of why. It was the first time he had ever done that with Crys.
"Then you can go back to Newhaven and stay there. That is your choice to make." She answered, still calmly, but now she stood up as well. "Don't pretend you didn't get into this knowing you would have to make a choice in the end."
"It is not a fair choice you are giving me Crys. The clan could benefit..."
"The clan is not being threatened by the Black Knights anymore. You are simply hoping they never get to find out how much you lied to them, but it doesn't work that way Jake."
"What is this really about?" He asked. "Do you distrust me for some reason? Do you think I'm going to abandon the clan if I go on? I mean... Why are you really doing this?"
Crys nodded and laughed out. "I'm not jealous and I don't distrust you. Even though I have reason to. I'm not stupid Jake. I do know you thought about it, surely I know. I saw the signs the day you raided our camp with them and killed our actives. However, you won't even consider taking one of their lives if I bring it up. How blind do you think I am?"

The first response to that came in the form of the loud and rather threatening sound of Jake punching the wall. "You have no right to throw that in my face. I did what I was ordered to do. What your mother ordered me to do!" He shouted. "And then what? She dropped dead! I'm the one who has to live with it! How damn convenient for her!"

A wave of silence filled the small wooden cabin following those words. Jake had gone too far and he knew it. Even with his back still turned to Crys he could tell how much that must have hurt, specially coming from him. He didn't think of any more words to say, he simply started walking towards the door. The moment he gripped the handle though, she spoke. "If you leave now, you're dead."
"Are you threatening me?" He asked, still holding on to the door.
"It's not a threat, or a bluff for that matter. If you walk away from me now, you are dead to me. I won't speak to you, hear you, think of you, acknowledge your existence in any significant way, and I won't forgive you. Not even on my deathbed. That is a promise." She made the statement and went silent again waiting on an answer.
Jake sighed, he flinched for a second, but eventually turned away from the door. Crys had sat back down at the table, her foot tapping slowly against the floor. Jake flinched one more time before sitting across from her again. He laid his head down on the table. "I'm so sorry." He mumbled, feeling his eyes filled with tears. "I really didn't mean to say that. You know how much I respected Dani, I never..."
"Shut up." Crys cut him off. "I loved my mother, but do you honestly think I didn't hate her for making you do this? I hated her for so many things, so many times..." She sighed. "I know you don't mean it, but don't lie to me and say you can take it. Not after this."
"Alright. I'll terminate the assignment." He said, finally, raising his head. "I won't go back to Newhaven."

The moment he said that however, the door opened and Ella barged in. She announced Ali had been captured by the White Knights and might be dead. Soon after that she collapsed on the floor. Crys immediately moved from her seat and knelt down next to the girl to make sure she hadn't hurt herself. Jake, however, hadn't moved. He was going over the words in his head. "JAkE!" Crys had to shout to get his attention. When he finally moved to help carry Ella onto his bed, Crys handed him the paper the girl had with a woman's name. "Leah Ashmore." He said aloud. "I know the name. Not the first, but the last. It's Alistair's last name. His family is from Newhaven."
"And Ali would know this?" Crys asked him.
"Yes. If this woman kept in touch with Alistair in some way... She would tell anything to a girl dressed as a healer."
"I don't think Ali made it that far Jake." Crys stated. She put a blanket over Ella, and took a step out of the door, calling for the first person she could see. "Call Annie for me."
Minutes later Annie came in. She looked from Jake to Crys, to Ella passed out on the bed. "What is going on here?" She asked confused.
"I don't have enough time to explain." Crys stated. "Just stay with Ella and make sure she is fine. Once she wakes up, try to get the whole story of what happened."
"You know anything she tells me is confidential!" Annie shouted, but Crys was already out the door. Jake followed her straight to her cabin, she was packing her weapons. "Crys, think this through. You can't leave the clan without a leader, Evin isn't here. Who will stay in charge?"
"Sean." She stated, already walking out the door again.
"Sean? No, Crys..." He followed her out of the cabin and stopped her. "Think, Crys. How will you get in? I can simply march into that dungeon, no one will stop me."
Crys flinched for a second. Then she responded. "Fine, but I'm going. If she is dead... May the Gods have mercy on those Knights... Because I won't." She stated, walking past him towards the gates. She found Sean rather quickly and gave him his instructions. "You're in charge of camp until my return. No one leaves on assignment, until then. Understand?"
"I understand." Sean said. Although he didn't seem to understand in one bit.
When Jake passed the man he added. "One of our own is currently imprisoned in Newhaven."
"Who?" Sean asked.
Jake didn't answer he simply ran to catch up with Crys, she hadn't bothered to stop to wait for him.