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"You're the best, Eli! Oh, that looks delicious," he said as his favorite brother emerged into view. Good old Elias could always cheer him up, even when Benji suspected little girls of being evil spirits. He had always gotten along grandly with Eli and it helped that the sheep was such a fabulous baker. Benji completely ignored James's comments and fixed his eyes onto the delicacy in Eli's hands. A slice of chocolate cake stood proudly on a plain platter, embellished with chocolate drizzle and whipped cream. Heaven.

"Greece was pretty awesome, though the price was outrageous. A hundred and six euros for two servings of eggs? That's almost one hundred forty two US dollars! Can you believe it?" Benji waved his arms around, emphasizing the ridiculousness of it all. He settled down enough to hear Eli say the words Code Red and immediately remembered the feeling of those eyes on his back. "Yeah, we can talk... after the cake." An uncomfortableness crept into his stomach, and it was not because of the cake. Benji knew all too well of Eli's constant visions and if Eli needed to talk in such a serious tone, there was definitely something up. With all this on his mind, he had trouble enjoying his cake. He set down his fork and pushed the plate aside.

"Alright, Eli. What's up?"