"We got to go, now." Sophie called to the ones behind her. She slowly walked forward, the force field still circling her and her friends, the group quickly followed, and Tam gave up the idea of propping Keefe up, dragging him on the ground unconscious.

"I'm having an idea." Sophie whispered, "Let's get Fitz."

"Wait. What?" Biana called, "Do you remember how we lost, Sophie?"

"He's probably asleep." Sophie whispered back.

Biana sighed. "Agreed?" Sophie said to the others. Most of them nodded.

*****

Fitz sat on his bed, eyes closed, Sophie's voice rang in his ear even when she's at least one kilometer here. His lips curled into a smile. Then come find me. He felt them coming closer and closer, Sophie is trying to break through his mental barriers as he built them higher and stronger. He has too many secerts to keep, just like her, unwanting to share, she's just staring at a mirror. He threw a memory outside the barriers, he felt them coming closer, coming straight to his room. Smiling, he closed his eyes, knowing his 'friends' will come fetch him.

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Sophie followed the directions she found outside Fitz's mind to his dorm, she slowly opened the door, with a tiny creak when she pushes it. Fitz was sitting on his bed, eyes closed. He 's definetly not asleep. Sophie curled up her fists, punching Fitz's head hard onto the wall. He didn't took long to go unconscious.

The force field disappeared. "Um, guys, they actually forgot to take my crystal away." Marella said quietly, "We can leap directly to one of the hideouts."

Sophie grabbed Fitz's wrist, dragging him the way Tam did.

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Sophie buried her face in Keefe's arm, her fingers tracing the wounds.

"He'll be okay." Livvy comforted her, petting her head. "These aren't enough to leave scars."

Sophie stared at the figure on the other side of the room. Fitz, tied up to the wall with wide rope. Sophie wanted to punch him so hard that he dies.

"At least he doesn't hurt now." Livvy said. 

"Sophie?" she heard a faint whisper.

Sophie wrapped her arms around Keefe. "You're staying here for ... five days, depending on how your wounds heal." Physic said, laughing.

A pair of teal eyes watched this, eyes full with fury. He calmed himself down. Death is the only thing that can calm him down. But whose?