Christopher Robinson
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Ashleigh woke to feel rested for the first time in a long while. She stretched out like a cat in the sunshine. “Good morning,” his voice called from the small sitting area of his room. Ashleigh glanced over at Caleb. He raised his cup to her. “Coffee?” she asked. “Two sugars and a splash of milk,” he smiled. Ashleigh sat up, giving him a confused look. “How did you…?” Caleb laughed. “I noticed you didn’t have your phone with you, so I asked Galen to call Bell and let her know…
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“Caleb!” Galen shouted as he ran into the office without bothering to knock. Caleb looked up from the papers he was reading. “Whoa… Galen, slow down! What’s wrong?” he said. Galen put his hand on his knees and took a breath, having run up two flights of stairs as soon as he had heard the news from the gate. “Ashleigh…” Galen huffed, “she….” “She what?” Caleb asked with concern. “She’s here!” Galen shouted. “What?” Caleb replied with eyes wide, “what are you…
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“I’m glad you’re finally going home,” Ashleigh smiled at Axel as he finished packing away the items Corrine had brought to his room. “Me too,” he replied, “it should have happened days ago.” Axel huffed. “Oh, don’t get annoyed with mom,” Ashleigh said, “she wanted to make sure you were ok. She was pretty scared through this.” “I get it,” Axel sighed. Ashleigh could see that he had already been guilt-tripped by their mother. “She wasn’t the only one,” Ashleigh…
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After a day back in Summer, the swelling had gone down, and Caleb had regained control of his arms. Then, two days after his return, he had his operation. He and Ashleigh spent hours of those first two nights talking on the phone. But, after the operation, it became harder to spend that time together. Each of them was busy. Caleb was recovering and running his pack. While Ashleigh was still dealing with the fallout from the attack and everything that Granger had done. Axel still hadn’t woken from his…
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Ashleigh had tried to catch Bell, but it was too late. She didn’t know why she seemed so sad, but she knew that when Bell was ready, she would talk to her about it. Wyatt had carried Corrine away. Ashleigh suspected he had taken her home. Though a part of her wanted to follow them and ask what they were talking about, she didn’t want to leave Caleb alone for long. She arrived at his room to find he wasn’t actually alone. The three medics he had brought with him were gathered there. “Hi,” she…
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There was a familiar buzz and then a voice. “Caleb?” Galen called out through the neural link. “Galen?” Caleb answered. “How am I able to use the link? I can’t move my hand.” “I had Raj tweak the settings and activate it from here,” Galen replied with a smile in his voice. “You hacked my brain?” Caleb asked. “I… would not phrase it… like that….” Galen replied uncomfortably. Caleb laughed. “It’s good to hear your voice, brother.” “You too,” Galen replied.…
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Ashleigh walked into Axel’s room. She had visited him several times since she woke up, but the sight of him was still jarring. He was hooked to different machines and monitors. His IV stand had three bags hanging from it. His face was still bruised up. A gauze patch covered one of his eyes and a splint on his nose. Thankfully, they had cleaned his face of all the blood, though he would be upset to know that Corrine had braided his hair so that the old scar over his eye was on full display. Ashleigh…
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Bell cleared her throat. Ashleigh pulled away from Caleb with an embarrassed smile. She hurried to get off the bed and stand. “Sorry to interrupt,” Bell chuckled. Caleb let out a soft laugh. “It’s alright,” Caleb smiled, “our timing always seems to be a problem.” He looked over at Ashleigh, who suddenly remembered the last time they kissed when her mother walked in. Ashleigh licked her lips and turned away from them, her face warm from the flush. Bell covered her giggle with a…
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The muffled sounds of an argument stirred his consciousness. His chest felt heavy, and his eyelids were not cooperating. ‘Where am I?’ he wondered. He wasn’t home, he could tell that. Again, he tried to open his eyes. This time, the blurred room and the light started to pierce the darkness of his vision. He was tired and found it challenging to keep them open any longer. The yelling was getting louder. ‘I can’t just lay around in bed,’ he thought to himself, ‘I need to know what all the…
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Caleb fought through the beasts. All different shapes, sizes, and species. He recognized some of these creatures from the books he had read on the Fae. Others looked like they had been pulled from the imagination of Mary Shelley. Most of them were straightforward to take down, but they were aggressive, brutal attackers. You could easily be surprised and injured or even killed if you didn’t pay attention. It was the Treants that were the main problem. There were too many of them. They had spread out to…
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