Brooke wasn't sure how this unknown girl, Lily, managed to get out of town without Rogue or any of his men noticing, but they did. They drove for half an hour in silence. Brooke was in shock. She was drumming her fingers on her knee, becoming impatient. She wanted to know what was going on.
"Stop that," Lily snapped. "It's irritating."
"You know what else is irritating? Not knowing what the hell is going on!" Brooke said. "You said I'd see Harry-"
"You will," Lily said firmly. She glanced at Brooke and sighed. "Brooklyn, I don't want to keep you apart any longer."
"How do you know who I am?" Brooke demanded. "How do you know Harry, his parents-"
"I'll explain everything," Lily said dismissively.
"How about you do that now?"
Lily smirked slightly. "I promise you, everything is going to make sense."
"Somehow, I'm not quite believing you-"
"If you wait five more minutes you'll be able to stop asking annoying questions," Lily said, giving Brooke a look as she stopped the car outside of a small cottage. They were in the middle of nowhere, in the countryside.
"If you're going to take me around the back and shoot me I'll kill you," Brooke said before she could stop herself. "Actually, Harry would kill you. He would be far from pleased that you are keeping him from his mate-"
"You're going to see Harry today," Lily said. "You're pregnant with his child and you're human. You're going to need him to keep you strong during this pregnancy. It takes its toll on humans."
"Of course, because humans are weak and stupid and can't handle anything," Brooke muttered and rolled her eyes.
"No," Lily said. "Brooklyn, I've been watching you-"
"That's really creepy."
"You've been through so much," Lily said. "There's not a lot of humans that couldn't stay strong after what you and Harry have been through. You may not be as physically strong, but I'd take your mental strength over a werewolf any day. You are far from weak, Brooklyn. I hope you realise that. You're stubborn and reckless, yes, but not weak-"
"Reckless?"
"Your actions are stupidly reckless," Lily said. She was younger than Brooke, but it didn't stop her from telling her off. "Keeping your mind blocked from Harry, hiding your pregnancy, not listening to him-"
"He's a controlling ass, why would I listen to him-"
"Because most of the time he's right and is trying to protect you. You are reckless, Brooklyn, and you need to realise that if you're going to have this baby. You can't be reckless anymore. I'm not going to let you, I won't let you do that to yourself, the baby or Harry."
Brooke frowned. "You talk of him as if you know him," she said. She looked Lily up and down. "You do know him, don't you?"
"In a past life," Lily murmured. "I'm as much of a stranger to him now as I am to you, but I've been watching you two for a long time. I know you, but you don't know me."
"I do," Brooke said. "I think I know exactly who you are."
Lily looked away and opened the car door. "There are some people that would like to meet you."
"Tell me," Brooke called. "Tell me who you are."
Lily raised her eyebrow. "You tell me."
"It's impossible," Brooke said.
Lily slammed the car door and walked up to the cottage. "Inside," she said and opened the front door.
"You're very bossy," Brooke commented.
"I'm used to getting my way."
"You're in for a treat hanging out with me," Brooke murmured.
"Oh, don't I know it," Lily sighed and Brooke walked past her and into the cottage. "First room on the left."
Brooke followed the directions and walked into a cosy lounge. Two people were sitting on a couch. Brooke stopped in her tracks. She had seen them once before, with Harry. His parents.
"Oh, Jesus, Mary and Joseph," Brooke whispered. His parents had life in them, they were aware of the world around them, they were talking. When she had visited them in the care home they were in previously they were unaware of the world. They couldn't do anything for themselves. They could barely eat or talk. They couldn't do anything independently. They weren't even aware of their own son most of the time, sometimes they knew he was there, other times they had no idea who he was.
They looked much younger than they did previously. They were glowing. Brooke looked at Harry's mother. She had long blonde hair, vibrant green eyes, and skin as pale as snow, but she was beautiful. Harry's father was broad, masculine. His face looked stern but his eyes warm. His tanned hand was gripping Harry's mother. "You look so much like him," Brooke whispered. She felt tears form in her eyes. She missed him.
"My love," Harry's mother said softly. Her voice was gentle, melodic. She stood up and gracefully walked up to Brooke, looking her up and down with kind eyes. "You're the beautiful woman that our son gets to spend the rest of his life with."
"Oh, when we're arguing he is not happy that he's stuck with me," Brooke said before she could stop herself.
Harry's mother smiled and wiped a tear that had slipped down Brooke's cheek. "You are everything I hoped you would be. Lily has told us all about you and Harry." Harry's mother's voice cracked. "He's not the boy we once knew, is he?"
Brooke swallowed and shook her head. "He has his... issues," she said slowly. "He's a tough shell to crack. He gets angry easily, but he's fiercely protective. I would argue that he's too protective-"
"You would argue with anything when it comes to Harry, wouldn't you?" Lily butted in.
"It's very creepy how much you know about us," Brooke blurted.
Lily raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"But he loves you guys. He always has, even if he may no longer show it. He's very good at hiding how he feels, but when he found out that you two were back... You have no idea how happy he will be to see you."
"And you," Lily said. "He's going mad, not having you by his side-"
"Lily," Harry's mother said. "I'm sure Brooke is very aware of what Harry is like."
"Very aware," Brooke said. She looked between Harry's parents. "What happened? How is this possible. We thought you were lost forever."
"We have Lily to thank for that," Harry's father said. He stood by his mate's side. "When she found us she used a collection of herbs, rare herbs. Those herbs, along with her presence, she spoke to us, brought us back from where we were lost in our minds. The trauma from our attack made us lose our minds, we were lost forever until Lily brought us back."
"You're Harry's sister, aren't you?" Brooke said, speaking aloud her suspicions.
Lily nodded slowly. "I am."
"How?" Brooke gasped. "He told me you died. The attack-"
"How?" Brooke gasped. "He told me you died. The attack-"
"I was close to death. My breathing had slowed so drastically that a pulse would have been almost impossible to find. I was buried quickly, no one realised that I was actually alive. After a few days, I was alert enough to figure out what had happened. I was terrified. I clawed myself free. When I emerged I was pretty much insane. I thought everyone was dead. I thought the rogues had killed my whole family. I was basically crazy. I walked for days through the woods. I had no idea where I ended up, but somehow I made it into a town. Into civilisation.
Emergency services found me and I was taken into hospital. I was extremely malnourished, nearly delirious. My injuries had healed slightly while I was buried in the coffin, but I was so weak. The doctors and the police tried finding out what had happened, but I didn't say anything. I was too scared. I was 5 and thought my whole life was gone. Eventually, I was placed in foster care. I never lasted long in any of my homes. I bounced around all the time until I eventually ended up in an orphanage when I was 10.
That's when I started to want revenge so I started training. I became a hunter. When I was 14 I left and moved around cities, killing as many rogues as I could. I'd always heard rumours of this one rogue, The Rogue. The worst of the worst and I made it my mission to hunt him down. And so I ended up stumbling across this little old town. My home. I've been watching, observing, learning everything I could. I found out my family is alive and now I'm here to help kill the bastard that has done so many awful things to you and your friends."
"Oh. Oh wow," Brooke said. "That's, um... Jesus."
Lily shrugged her shoulders. "Now, I think it's time to get you back to Harry. Don't you?"
*
The guys had gathered in the lounge of the packhouse. Harry was still upstairs, but no one dared to bother him. They all valued their lives.
"So, where do we start?" Kal asked Greyson as they started to plan to search for Brooke. Alice was upstairs asleep with Sasha watching over her. She had promised to alert Kal as soon as she awoke.
"We start at the border of the town, we-" Indianna's phone interrupted Greyson. She looked at the text she had received and gasped. "What is it, sugar?"
"We need Harry here, now," she said and thrust the phone at Greyson.
I have Brooklyn. She is safe and unharmed and wants to see her mate again.
I want Harry and Greyson to meet us. Make sure that Rogue isn't aware of our meeting.
You better hurry, I'm sure you are very aware of how impatient Brooklyn is.
*Harry,* Indianna said through mind link. *Downstairs now. It's about Brooke.*
"They've sent their location," Greyson said. "Could it be a trap?"
"By who?" Indianna asked. "We can't risk it. If it's really her-"
"What does the damn text say?" Kimberly asked. "Do you know where Brooke is?"
"We think so," Indianna said. *Harry, we think we know where Brooke is.*
Within seconds Harry was in the room. "Tell me something good because you have no idea how close I am to killing him down in the cells."
Greyson sighed and stood up. "Oh, I think I know how close you are. Come with me, brother. Let's go get your girl."
*