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Brooklyn: Chapter 46

Hyper is in the middle of shooing the last of her customers out of the shop when Alex arrives home from work. It is dark already, and the January cold has settled on the street clearing away all the pedestrians early.

“Alex! Another long day, huh?” Hyper greets from the doorway, diverting the lawyer from the apartment lobby.

“Yea, unspeakably so and not over yet. I have leftover Chinese upstairs to go with all these case files.” She nods to her rolling brief case that she’s been forced to half roll, half carry over snow covered sidewalks.

“Hmm, well. You should know Jade’s experimenting with some savory croissants tonight. I know she’s looking for taste testers.”

Alex groans with feeling, “Gods take you both. You’re gonna make me fat!” She changes directions and heads into the shop.

The air is warm and welcoming as she walks in, smelling of yeast, coffee and something sweet. Ty is already there, his art supplies and papers spread out on one of the two long tables in the back. He and Jen are hunched over several large pages out of a sketch book, giggling.

Donnie is napping on one of the couches, the TV on but muted on the wall behind him. Kloud and a woman Alex has never seen before are sharing a pastry of some kind at one of the small tables, but the woman doesn’t appear to like it if the sour look on her face is anything to go by.

“Where’s the rest of our crazy group?” Alex asks shedding her winter coat. Hyper locks the shop door and turns the sign to “Closed” behind her.

“Kai and ‘Mega are upstairs cleaning up. They dropped a can of varnish and managed to get it all over themselves.” The Charmer explains as she makes her way over to the counter and her cash register.

“Jade’s in the kitchen already, GJ’s out on a job and Sunny’s on her way over.”

“Levi and Sharon?”

The step-mother and her son were nominally staying with Alex, sharing her guest room/office space, but since Alex had been working late all week to catch up on the holiday backlog, Hyper saw far more of them.

“Family night.” Hyper reports with a grin, “She took Levi ice skating at the park.”

“That’s excellent!” Alex cheers, muscling her rolling briefcase around the smaller tables and chairs. ‘I’m glad she’s feeling well enough to leave the apartment more.”

“She’s been a lot more at ease now that Oakland’s bail was denied. Nice work by the way.”

“All I did was have a chat with the ADA on the case.”

“Must have been a hell of a chat,” Kloud chimes in from his table, “Good to see you counselor.”

“Nice to see you too, Detective.” Alex says, grinning, “Jade told me this morning, congratulations!”

Kloud beams, “Thanks. Alex this is my fiancé, Sari. Sari this is Alex – she’s the family court lawyer I was telling you about.”

“Nice to meet you,” the greeting is borderline cold and perfunctory. Alex looks her over in a flash; the woman is physically lovely. She has dark, wavy black hair with stunning violet eyes. But there is a pinched quality to the corners of her mouth and eyes that give her a permanently dissatisfied air.

Alex returns the pleasantries with the same amount of enthusiasm as she retreats to the other long table at the back of the shop. She’s not even out of ear shot before Sari is hissing angrily at Kloud.

“Jade, again huh? I didn’t hear from you about your promotion until lunch and Jade knows about it this morning?”

The lawyer glances over her shoulder at the couple, taken aback at Sari’s vehemence. Kloud has spent a great deal of his free time the past few weeks bumming around the shop trying to get Levi to trust him. Some of that free time has overlapped with Jade’s shifts in the kitchen but Alex has never seen the two of them do anything untoward. Mostly they talk about books.

“You were in meetings all morning, Sari. I called by you didn’t answer until lunch. Jade was here this morning when I got the call from the Chief.”

Kloud’s tone is even and unruffled. But Sari does not seem impressed.

“You’re spending way to much time here…”

Alex purposefully tunes the rest of their conversation out, not wanting to be rude and instead looks over Jen’s shoulder at what she and Ty are working on.

“What are you two up too?” she asks suspiciously.

Ty looks up, his eyes bright and honestly it’s the happiest she thinks she’s ever seen him.

“Nothing!” Jen chirps, shuffling the papers to cover up whatever it is.

“Uh huh, I call bullshit. Share with the class.”

Ty sheepishly turns over one of the papers he has to show Alex.

The page is filled with miniature, cartoonish sketches of the coffee shop regulars. There’s a mini Hyper clinging to the handle of a massive coffee cup, while ‘Mega frantically waits below, his arms outstretched. A tiny Sunny sits on a throne of economic textbooks while Kai, dressed as a cabana boy, fans her with a palm leaf. Kloud, dressed in his police blues offers a book that three times his height to a highly skeptical Jade. There’s even a mini-Alex mid-tango with GJ who is struggling to hold onto both her and an over large rose. Donnie is half finished, running away from a faceless crowd of admirers, hearts and stars in his wake.

Alex breaks down into laughter, “Stars! These are fantastic! And adorable! Do you have more?” she asks eagerly.

Jen laughs along with her, “I know right? I caught him at it this afternoon, He’s got tons of them.” She glances at Ty for permission, which he shyly gives. Jen then hands Alex a couple more sheets.

Alex is quick to note that on these other pages, Jen features quite predominantly. There’s several mini sketches on one of the pages, Jen tackling a cinnamon roll with glee, Jen peeking out from under an enormous newspaper as though it was a blanket, Jen bouncing on a button on a huge cash register. The other page doesn’t have any of the miniatures, but rather is a sort of more serious piece with Jen in the center, while swirls of bright colors spin around her in glowing arcs.

“I really like this one,” Alex announces, tilting the page to show them both. “You’ve really captured her here, Ty.”

Ty flushes, the blush crawling all the way up to the shells of his ears. He signs, slowly and with careful deliberateness Jen watches intently.

“He says: Thanks, he doesn’t usually show – er, I mean share – his… I’m sorry Ty I don’t know that one.” Jen says unhappily. Ty just shrugs, grabs a pen and writes on the page quickly.

“Oh! Doodles!” Jen copies the hand sign a few times while Ty nods encouragingly, matching her.

Alex rolls her eyes at the both of them and turns to heave her case on the other long table.

“You two are too cute.” The lawyer asserts.

“Don’t tease.” Jen chides.

“Not teasing,” Alex assures her, “Stating an absolute fact.”

Alex starts unpacking her case, stacking the files she’s going to need and locating her pencil case with all her writing utensils. She glances back at them, but the two are already hunched back over the doodles, giggling once more. Ty’s laugh is a silent one, but it’s obvious that he’s enjoying himself and the attention that Jen is giving him.

The lawyer huffs a content laugh herself, and moves several seats down so as to escape the flirting.

Jade wanders out just then with a wide tray in her hands.

“Okay, first attempt is just plain ham and swiss. I have to get good at the basics before I can get fancy.” She says while setting two plates down next to Ty and Jen. They thank her absently and she moves on quickly to Alex.

The plate the baker hands over has a perfect looking croissant on it, steam still rising from its flaky brown crust.

“Had another busy day, huh counselor?” Jade asks. Alex sets her plate down on the table while nodding.

“Yea, this is exactly what I needed too. Makes the entire shit day worth it.”

Jade smiles, “Happy to help then. But I need honest feedback, okay? I’m counting on you, because those two,” here jade thumbs over her shoulder at the two artists, “are so busy crushing on each other everything tastes like sunshine and rainbows.”

Alex chuckles quietly, agreeing with Jade’s assessment.

“Ahh, young love,” she quips.

“Puppy love?” Jade asks.

“First love at least.”

“They’re adorable. But terrible for my blood pressure.” Jade sighs.

“Who’s gonna crack first, you think? ‘Mega or Ty?”

“Tough to say. My money’s on ‘Mega though. Kai will eventually force his hand I think.”

“Hmm, you’re right about that. I heard from Sunny that he’s giving ‘Mega until Valentine’s Day to speak up.”

“Stars and stones,” Jade swears, “That is going to be a fantastic day. I might stay up all day just to make sure I’m present for it.”

“I’ll get GJ to pull the tapes if you miss it.”

“You’re a saint, Alex. A guardian spirit disguised as a lawyer of all things.”

“Perfect cover, don’t cha think?” Alex responds with a wink.

Jade chuckles in response and takes her tray towards the couches where Donnie is stirring, no doubt teased awake by the scent of the croissants.

The sleepy Oracle makes grabby hands at Jade’s tray, still half reclined against the sofa.

“Oi, sit up properly, Phillips. You get melted cheese on the cushions and Hyper’ll make you pay for them to be cleaned.”

“No she won’t she likes me.”

“Not that much,” Hyper interrupts from the counter where she is counting out the cash drawer.

“That hurts,” Donnie mocks, hand on his heart.

“Walk it off, boyo.” Hyper teases back.

Jade hands a plate to the pouting man, and Donnie eagerly takes it while scooping up the remote with his other hand.

“Anyone object to the news?” he asks the room.

Those present sound off negative replies and Donnie flips the channels until landing on one of the major cable networks and unmutes the TV.

Alex looks up from organizing her files into some kind of order or importance to see some kind of interview going on. The TV screen is split into two panels, one for the anchor the other for an older man. He has a sharply receding hairline, with silver white hair tucked behind his ears. The small, round spectacles, bow tie, and tweed jacket mark him as some kind of academic – and definitely one that enjoys buying into the professor stereo types.

“- we are mostly worried at this point about the mental health of the perpetrator. It takes a somewhat damaged mind to successfully cast a Class One Mage Fire without real provocation. That is to say, outside of war time.” The professor finishes saying with a warm, almost fatherly look of concern on his face.

The bar of text at the bottom of the screen identify him as a professor of Mage Studies from Harvard University. Alex looks sharply over at Jade, who is staring, almost transfixed at the TV her face pale.

The anchor is saying something, asking the professor some kind of question but Alex isn’t listening, she’s getting to her feet a sick feeling in her stomach. There’s something wrong, so very, very wrong. The building is suddenly growling, the atmosphere is dropping –

Alex watches as Donnie frowns at the remote in his hands, and then up at the TV. She knows suddenly that it needs to be turned off, it needs to be shut up right now –

“ – if it were me, I’d be putting out a message begging the perpetrator to turn themselves in. If you are listening, whoever you are, you need to turn yourself in. It’s okay, it’s alright, there is no enemy here. All you need to do is turn yourself into the police. Right now, turn yourself into the police.”

The professor isn’t looking at the camera. Not really, Alex can tell he’s looking through the camera.

He’s looking at Jade.

Donnie frantically hits the buttons on the remote, powering the TV off. But he’s too late, they are all too late.

The tray drops from the ex-Mage’s hand with an ear splitting crash, startling everyone else in the room. Alex tries to get around her table, but Jade is already moving, striding across the room to where Kloud is sitting at his table. She is strange, mechanical, and stone faced.

She makes it to Kloud, kneels on the ground in front of him and offers the detective her wrists, palms up.

“I’m turning myself into the police.” Her voice is flat, devoid of all emotion. Whatever Kloud sees in her eyes as she looks up at him, makes him recoil sharply.

Alex gets around her table, darts around the couches but is suddenly caught by Donnie. He drops an arm in front of her, catching her shoulder with his extended hand, halting her progress.

“Don’t.” He says quietly into her ear. “We can’t get close. Not now.”

“Jen!” Hyper shouts.

“Get ‘Mega!” Jen exclaims back. Alex looks over her shoulder to find that the Scrivener has left Ty and is at her newsstand grabbing up a bottle of ink from her supplies. Hyper slams out of the shop door, darting to the right towards the apartment lobby.

Jen vaults her newsstand counter, dodges around the tables and to save time, simply throws the bottle of ink onto the concrete floor. It obligingly shatters, scattering the ink everywhere. Jen flicks both wrists, fingers straight as though she was swatting at insects. The ink on the floor parts neatly in the middle and then slides like a pair of snakes to wide circle around Jade. Another sharp gesture from the Scrivener and some of the ink bleeds from the circle to form the characters for containment along the outer rim.

Kloud is up out of his chair, pulling Sari to do the same. He quickly backs away, pulling his fiancé behind him.

“Donnie, what’s happening?” Kloud demands. His tone is even, but Alex can see where he’s clenching his jaw so tight the muscles in his cheek jump.

“Quiet, all of you.” Jen orders with much more confidence than a nineteen year old should ever have.

The containment circle in place, Jen goes to her knees just outside of it looking at Jade’s profile.

“Jade? Can you hear me? Can you show me your arms?” she asks this in a soothing voice, as though Jade was a frightened child.

Jade doesn’t look at her. She continues to stare at Kloud.

“I’m turning myself over to the police.” She says again in that same monotone.

“Why?” Kloud asks. “Tell me why.”

“Because I set the Class One Mage Fire at Harvard.” Jade answers plainly.

Sari gasps in fright, fisting a hand in Kloud’s sweater as she tries to back up. Kloud doesn’t move with her however, forcing her to stay put or leave the protection his body offers. Kloud doesn’t say anything further, darting a look at Jen’s heartbroken face, Jade’s blank one and then the containment circle that separates them.

“Jade? I’m so so sorry.” The Scrivener whispers, and Alex can see that she’s got tears in her eyes. But the young woman takes a deep breath and orders: “Jade, show me your forearms.”

The woman in the circle obligingly uses her hands to push her sleeves up. They all make noises of surprise or horror, because Jade’s tattoos are moving under her skin. The color is patchy and faded, and clearly actively struggling against the work Jen and ‘Mega had done weeks ago.

The door to the shop opens with a crash, and ‘Mega charges in, toolbox in hand; while Hyper and Kai tumble in behind him. He’s half-dressed and soaking wet but he doesn’t hesitate to march straight to Jade’s side and slam his toolbox down, ripping open the lid.

“There’s no time, you have to start now.” ‘Mega says after one fast glance at Jade’s arms. He yanks a tool that looks very similar to thin ice pick out of the tray. The metal glows oddly, and has characters in a foreign language that are starting to shine with unnatural light.

Alex doesn’t think she can watch. Jen told her some of what happened the night Jade arrived at the shop’s kitchen. She doesn’t know if she can be here and watch this happen again. Ty is suddenly at her side, his face tight with confusion and horror.

“Cover your ears,” Donnie says firmly. His grim features don’t give anyone any room to disobey. Alex and Ty both put their hands over their ears. Alex sees Hyper and Kai do the same from the corner of her eye. Hyper is crying as she does so.

“What the hell are you planning on –“ is as far as Kloud is able to voice his objection, taking one hesitant step towards Jade.

Jen puts her hands on Jade’s shoulders, high up where her skin is left bare by the wide neck of her shirt. The baker falls backwards, still inside the circle. Her spine bends into an excruciating curve while Jen doggedly hangs on to her friend.

‘Mega grabs Jade’s right wrist, pins it to the floor and touches the point of the pick to the writhing black letters on her skin. Black flashes erupt from that spot, striking the containment circle as though it was a grounding rod. The ink sizzles, and burns but holds.

Jade drags in a ragged breath, and screams as though they are cutting her open from throat to belly.

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Brooklyn: Chapter 45

The law isn’t something Alex was always interested in. At 16 she really only wants to get to 18; that’s all. That’s the extent of her aspirations: get to 18.

Get to 18 and get out of foster care. Get out of the state mandated anything. Get out of being an orphan. Just…get out.
Apathy is the name of the game. If no one is going to care about her, she’s not going to care about anyone. Least of all herself.

And then Justin Decameron happens.

Decameron is a skinny streak of nothing at 15 and arrives at the orphanage as a result of a complex tangle events. The salient facts however, as Decameron explains are this:

“Mom’s fucked in the head and likes to take it out on me; Dad’s fucked in the pancreas, cancer’s taking it out on him.”

With his Dad in intensive care and a lack of relatives that can take him in, Decameron just sort of defaults to the state orphanage.

It’s Alex’s turn to be mentor for the newbie so she is forced to guide the kid from orphanage, to school, make sure he gets enrolled properly and just generally make sure he doesn’t make a break for the Canadian border.

(One of the other older kids, Ethan, had that happen with his newbie a few years ago. The outcome was not optimal for anyone involved.)

So when the kid starts lugging around thick tomes in tall stacks from somewhere Alex is duty bound to call him out on it.

“What’s with the books?”

“Trying to give The Bitch a run for her money.” Decameron replies absently around a highlighter that is hanging from his mouth. His mother’s honorary title is so well known at this point it needs no clarification.

“How so?”

“Emancipation.”

Alex blinks in surprise, “Oh. Nice.” She compliments.

Because it is. Alex can appreciate that much at least.

“Yea, if I can figure this bullshit out. And find a lawyer willing to do some pro bono work.”

“Get your dad to dictate some letters. Dying father’s last request. He certainly doesn’t want you to end up with The Bitch.”

Decameron looks up at that, his expression equal amounts awestruck and appalled.

“That’s brilliant.”

She ends up lending a hand in her copious free time. Alex likes the idea of being able to strike back at a failed mother figure. It’s…cathartic.

The fact that she’s good at it comes as a complete surprise.

Decameron is emancipated when he is 16, right before Alex herself turns 18. He’s no longer a ward of the state so he can’t stay at the orphanage but when he leaves, he presses one of the law books they both spent hours reading over and over into her hands.

“Sed lex, dura lex.” Is all he says as his farewell.

The passion for her job comes later, it is something she will cultivate at college and law school. But the compassion she realizes is something she had the entire time. Even if she spent years ignoring it; it was something that lived in her heart the whole time, the last gift her father gave her.

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Brooklyn: Chapter 44

44.

Alex spends the early hours of January 1 in the ER. She’s not sure if that is a very auspicious start, but she does admit to herself that from here, one can really only go up.

Kloud turns up after Sunny calls him. The police officer is in his uniform, Levi takes one look at the man and starts crying silently. To his credit, Kloud doesn’t miss a beat, simply hustles the kid into one of the hospital’s conference rooms with Alex to serve as witness. It’s not in any way ideal from a legal standpoint, but well, circumstances rarely ever are.

Alex is silent while Levi explains what happens, she just sits next to the young man with a comforting hand on top of his.

“What made you decide to report the abuse now?” Kloud asks at the end, his pencil poised over his open notebook.

“He could have killed her. I think he wanted to.” Levi says quietly. “It’s been…different lately. I’ve been spending more and more time out of the house. Used to be, he just sorta paid us equal attention, you know? We each got half of it, which we could just deal with. But I haven’t been around, and she’s been getting more of her fair share.”

“Fair?” Alex whispers, tightening her hand around Levi’s so much that he turns in his seat to look at her. “There isn’t anything about this that is fair.”

Levi gives her a heartbroken, crooked smile. “The universe isn’t fair.”

“Still,” Alex stresses, unwilling to let this go. “There is no ‘fair share’ here, Levi. You know that right? This isn’t your fault, you don’t deserve to be treated like this.”

“Neither does your step-mother,” Kloud adds quietly, closing his notebook. “If you two will excuse me, I have someone to go and arrest.” He rises from his seat, pops his uniform hat back on and leaves the room.

“You’ve done a wonderful and brave thing, Levi.” Alex begins, “But I want you to know that you shouldn’t have had too. You are a child, and the adults in your life are supposed to protect you.”

“She tried, you know. In the beginning.” Levi admits. He looks off into middle distance for a long moment. “It was okay for a little while. He convinced her he was changing. But he didn’t. He never will.”

Alex draws him into a hug, resting her chin on his head and trying to somehow radiate her dim memories of unconditional parental love through her limbs and into his shivering frame.

“It is his loss.” She whispers into his hair.

Levi’s stepmother is released later that night with strict instructions not to sleep more than 3 hours at a time. The ER is reluctant to let her go with only Levi to keep an eye on her, so Alex steps up and offers them her guest room.
Back at the coffee shop, everyone is still awake and waiting on them. Hyper delivers untold quantity of tea and hot chocolate upstairs while Jade turns out perfect buttery delicacies in every flavor and construction she can think of until she is assured she has identified their favorites.

Alex finds GJ hunched over Hyper’s shop laptop when she comes down to get some espresso (sleep is a forgone idea at this point, she knows she’ll just have to wait until the following night or be hopelessly muddled when it is time to return to work in two days). She leans on him while she sips her drink, curling into his side like a comma and tucking her head into his neck. He seamlessly lifts an arm so she can cuddle closer, all without breaking eye contact with the computer.

“What are you doing?” she asks, trying to make sense of the rapidly shifting screen. He goes to fast for her to make out any of the pages or documents.

“Destroying Oakland’s credit, at the moment.” GJ answers blithely. “I’ll see about getting him on the sex offender’s registry next. I’ve already gotten his tax returns fucked up beyond all recognition.”

Alex takes a moment to parse that information fully before snapping up.

“What?!” she demands.

GJ casts her a quick, skeptical glance before going back to his screen. “What? You can’t tell me he doesn’t deserve it. The bastard nearly killed his wife with a baseball bat.”

“It’s not a matter of whether or not he deserves it. Kloud arrested him, he’s going to jail.”

“Not enough.”

“It’s the law, GJ. This is what I’ve dedicated my life too. You’re breaking the law right in front of me. What am I supposed to do?”

“Let me.”

Alex reaches out and grips his shoulder, bodily turning him away from the computer and to face her.

“GJ, stop. Please. Undo everything you’ve done, right now.”

The man’s jaw clenches and he mulishly frowns at her, “I’m not going to get caught. This building is a black hole online. Nothing that happens here is traceable outside.”

“I did not need to know that.” Alex addresses first, “That that is so not the point.”

“You don’t care if I get caught?”

“I care that you’re doing this at all. GJ, I’m an officer of the court, I have to up hold the law. That would require me to turn you in to the police.”

“It isn’t right!” GJ erupts. “He’s arrested sure, but you and I both know that he won’t be in jail for nearly long enough. If we’re lucky he’ll be in there long enough for Levi to turn 18 and for Sharon to divorce him!”

“This isn’t about what’s right, it’s about the law.” Alex stresses, shaking him a little bit. “I never said this was perfect, I’ve studied law for my entire adult life I know where it falls short every time of what is right. But I didn’t swear to uphold the law only when I agree with it! I swore to uphold it always!”

“Why?” GJ asks desperately. “If you know it’s a broken system, why did you buy into it?”

“Because it’s all we have!” Alex replies furiously. “It’s all I had! The only other option is to become a vigilante and that always ends so well doesn’t it?! At least as a lawyer I can help people navigate this medieval, byzantine system. At least as a lawyer I can effect change. It’s slow and it is never enough but for all of my childhood the law was the only thing that stood between me and growing up on the streets!”

“You’re stepmother left you behind. The law didn’t protect you from that.” GJ says, quiet again.

“Yes it did,” Alex replies. “It didn’t punish her, and don’t think for one second that I don’t wish there was a way to do that, but it did protect me. The state foster home wasn’t the best place, GJ. There were times that I honestly thought the street would be better – but I was protected. I never went hungry. No one ever beat me and I always had a warm place to sleep.”

GJ reaches out, snags her by the arms and pulls her to his chest. He mindlessly shoves the laptop off his knees and instead drags Alex across his lap while he sinks back onto the sofa.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He chants against her temple, squeezing her as tight as he can without hurting her. Alex wraps her arms around him as much as she can from her position and tries to soothe him.

“It just isn’t fair.” GJ says eventually. “I hate that Oakland is only going to get a couple years in jail and some probation. I hate that he will get out of jail knowing how to get away with what he does better. I hate that he’s going to find another woman at some point and do the same thing to her. I want to render his life to shambles so that maybe, just maybe he’ll be so busy trying to pick up the pieces he won’t have time or energy to beat on another person or kid.”

“I understand,” Alex whispers. “I hate it too, GJ. But you can’t take his punishment onto yourself. If you do, you take on partial responsibility for him for the rest of his life. If you do, you will have to carry him around for the rest of your life. And he isn’t worth that. None of them are worth that.”

GJ runs a hand up and down her side, “Is that what you tell yourself about your step mother?”

“Yes.”

“Does it help?”

“Most days.”

GJ sighs, heavy and resigned. “And on the days that it doesn’t help?”

Alex tries to stifle a smile but can’t quite manage it, “Recently? Mess around with you.”

That brings a sort of electric quality to every place that GJ is touching her inside a second. He tenses, and before Alex can fully process it, she is flat on her back on the couch with GJ prowling over her in a very determined fashion.

“Really?” he practically purrs, “Would you mind returning the favor?”

Alex loops her arms around his neck and drags him down as her reply. He rests his weight against her, and she bends her knees to bracket his hips. He reaches back, and hikes her right thigh higher, letting him press closer. Alex’s focus recedes to just the man in her arms, doing frankly wonderful things to her and she gives as good as she can back.

The lawyer is starting to give serious consideration to GJ’s button down shirt, and how quickly she can divest him of it, when the coffee shop door opens to admit Hyper. Alex knows this because two seconds after she distantly hears the door shut she hears this:

“Crayle! What the hell did you do to my computer?!”

GJ breaks the kiss with a surprised start to glance over the side of the couch. Hyper’s poor laptop is on its side, a forlorn crack in the screen.

“Shit.”

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Brooklyn: Chapters 42 and 43

42.

Alex isn’t sure why Hyper has insisted on Christmas carols at the New Year’s Eve party, so she asks.

“Because after midnight it is no longer acceptable to play them.” Hyper explains over homemade eggnog. “I’m getting my final fix in.”

“It’s unacceptable to play them after Christmas.” Jade gripes from her counter where she is rolling out more cinnamon rolls. They, as a group, have already decimated her first and second batches.

“My shop, my tunes!” Hyper replies with a grin.

Jade glares and goes back to carefully slathering delicious smelling spices across the dough she just rolled out.

Alex leans back and peeks through the kitchen doorway to see GJ mind melding with the twin’s gaming system on the shop TV so everyone can play Super Mario Kart later. The twins themselves are upstairs tracking down more controllers since GJ assured them that generation didn’t matter with his abilities.

Jen is working on the menu signs for tomorrow. She’s a great deal relaxed about her powers these days, especially around friends. Liquid streams of white, red, green and yellow flow effortlessly from open bottles on the bar while an awe struck Ty curiously pokes at them, grinning in delight when he realizes the ink doesn’t stick to his skin.

“Do you think we’ll have leftovers that I can sell tomorrow?” Hyper asks, bringing Alex’s attention back to the kitchen.

“Hyper,” Jade begins dryly, “GJ is here. I’m amazing I’m only on the third batch.”

“Alright, fair point. Can you hide some from him?”

“I can try. But he has unfettered access to the security cameras, so I’m not sure if I’d be successful.”

“You wouldn’t.” GJ announces cheerfully from the doorway as he strides in. “And Hyper! Hiding the delicious cinnamon rolls from me! For shame!” He draws even with Alex, presses a quick, caste kiss to her temple while slipping his left arm around her waist.

“Website maintenance only gets you so far, Crayle. You’re eating me out of my pantry.”

“I’ll fix all your online billing for you.”

“And debug my personal computer. And set up my wireless printer so it works for everyone.” Hyper haggles.

“Ugh. Printers and wireless networks? Are you trying to kill me?”

“Cinnamon. Rolls.”

“Okay, okay, deal.”

The two solemnly shake on it before trading matching happy smiles.

“We’re back!” Kai calls from the shop door. “Sunny’s here finally!”

Alex, GJ and Hyper all lean around the door jamb to wave a welcome at a cold, red nosed Sunny and she trudges into the shop shaking snow from her hair.

“Happy New Year!” Sunny cheers taking her coat off and hanging it up on the rack by the door. The second that she is detangled from her coat/scarf/glove combination, she pounces on her boyfriend, shoving her hands under his shirt making him yelp.

“Stars! You’re hands are freezing, get off!” Kai howls, shoving the extra controllers at his brother so he can turn and fight off the blonde invader.

‘Mega juggles the extra controllers, just barely making it to a table to drop them. Kai snatches his girlfriend’s wrists to shove her back, but she just lets him pin her arms backwards while she steps forward and plants a determined kiss on his lips. Kai’s entire affect instantly softens as he leans eagerly into the kiss and lets go of her arms so that he can wrap his own around her waist and lift her the couple of inches from the ground so that they are equal in height.

“Get a room!” Jen shouts good-naturedly from the bar.

Alex squeaks in surprise when suddenly her own boyfriend, his arm still around her waist uses it to dip her sharply and kiss her as well. GJ’s eyes are on her’s mischievous and playful as he nips at her bottom lip with gentle teeth. Alex smiles against his mouth, wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him back with fervor.

“Not you too! It’s not midnight yet you guys, knock it off!” Jen calls, outright laughing now.

“No PDA in the kitchen!” Jade hollers from her counter, furious.

GJ gracefully walks them two more feet through the doorway and with a cheeky wink at Jade goes back to kissing the daylights out of Alex.

“What is this? A contest?” Hyper hoots tossing a wet dish towel at them. GJ pulls back and sets Alex back on her feet so he can lob the dish rag at Kai and Sunny who are still kissing by the door.

Said door quietly clicks open again, this time to admit a clearly nervous Levi and a woman none of them have ever seen before. Levi is holding tightly to her hand, leading her carefully into the shop. If Levi is nervous this woman is practically petrified, her eyes are unfocused and she moves like she’s drunk.

“Levi?” ‘Mega asks quietly, his tone lacking all inflection but still somehow carrying his usual solemnness. Kai breaks his kiss, puts Sunny back on her feet and turns to face their new guests.

Levi looks at all of them, his eyes restlessly flickering over each of them in turn before finally settling on Hyper who still stands behind the counter next to Alex.

“I need help,” is how be begins.

43.

Alex spends the first seven years of her life loved. And she knows it. She has no memories of her mother, but her father makes a special effort to speak of the woman often. Sharing experiences, thoughts, funny stories and pictures with Alex whenever she asks. Her mother started a baby book after finding out she was pregnant, that baby book is Alex’s bed time story for many years. Her father, despite the heartbreak it must bring him, reads through the pages over and over without falter. Without ever asking for another book.

That, Alex, thinks to herself many years in the future, is what love looks like. A faded baby book made by a woman long gone, and the man who loved her willing to break his heart every night rereading it to their child.

Her stepmother is not so understanding. In Alex’s humble opinion, her step mother is not much of anything, other than a terrible person.

Alex’s father passes away when she is seven after a car crash. He lingers, on life support for three days before her step mother signs the paperwork to turn it all off. The woman then packs up their life, their house, their furniture, their things and their memories in a flurry of activity; barely pausing long enough to hold a wake and a funeral. In two short weeks she is ready to return to her home town in western Pennsylvania.

“Heartbreak is best soothed by familiar surroundings,” her step mother says tightly as she tapes up yet another box from Alex’s room.

Alex doesn’t know what half of those words mean, but she knows that she doesn’t want to leave. She doesn’t want to leave her house, her room, her friends, her school, her home. This is where her father is, this is where her mother is, this is where all the things she knows about anything are. She cannot leave them behind. This is where she was loved.
When she tells her step mother this it is through tears, at volume and includes as many bad words as she can muster at seven. The woman listens to the angry, childish tirade in its entirety before finally replying:

“Very well.”

Her step mother leaves her at the county orphanage on her way out of New York and Alex never sees or hears from her again.

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Brooklyn: A Demented Chapter Guide

Chapter

POV

Notes

1

Hyper

wtf is this coffee machine and why is it TALKING

2

Hyper

Not a charmer

3

Hyper

Lets open a coffee shop!

4

Hyper

Coffee shops are very expensive

5

Hyper

Blessed buildings like Hyper

6

Hyper

First customer is a red head!

7

Jen

Jen needs a place to crash

8

Jen

Hyper has a place for crashing

9

Jen

Jen is a scrivener

10

Jen

Blessed buildings are somewhat difficult to live in

11

Jen

Jen's teacher is a douchebag

12

Jen

That douchebag teacher and explosions

13

Jen

Why is there an unconcious woman in the kitchen?

14

Jade

Jade's life kinda sucks

15

Jade

Really kinda sucks

16

Jade

But she's a damn good baker

17

Jade

More on Jade's sucky life

18

Jade

Jade is something of a defeatist

19

Jade

GJ is baffling even on good days

20

GJ

also, Hyper is a badass and the building loves her

21

GJ

GJ is a technomancer!

22

GJ

There's a hole in my coffeeshop and it's GJ's fault

23

GJ

GJ likes puzzles

24

GJ

But not this puzzle

25

GJ

holy crap it only took me 25 chapters to get them all in the same room (except Ty. damnit.)

26

Sunny

Sunny is perplexed by these odd people

27

Sunny

Sunny likes success (or DOES SHE?)

28

Sunny

She is also a badass and Kai LOVES THIS

29

Sunny

Sunny and Kai go on a date!

30

Sunny

Sunny quits her job and decides that an oracle is her only hope

31

Sunny

Donnie is a cutie; and is kinda sassy (who knew?)

32

Donnie

no, really, what the hell is up with this building

33

Donnie

Donnie is an oracle and Kloud is a quantum particle

34

Donnie

Blessed buildings are master meddlers and Donnie is very nervous about this

35

Donnie

The other oracles are kinda mean

36

Donnie

Levi is a cute little stray puppy

37

Kai

Makers vs. Mages Battle of the Ages!

38

Kai

HELLO FROM THE OTHER SIDE

39

Kai

good flirting and bad flirting, also, the death of words

40

Kai

good golly gosh lets join the army!

41

Kai

resurrect those words Kai

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Brooklyn: Chapters 40 - 41

40.

The Springs twins come into their separate powers at age sixteen. Makers and Breakers aren’t by any means rare in the US but getting the appropriate training can get expensive. In an effort to spare their mother the stress of two sons in college at the same time, Kai and ‘Mega decide to join the Army.

The decision isn’t one they take lightly, but between the recruiter that practically salivated over them when they first come by to inquire and the promises of a free education they figure it is the best option they have.

Joining is a practical decision, not a patriotic one. So it isn’t until they are facing a war zone in Iraq that they begin to seriously reconsider their choice. It’s not really the fighting that gets to them, as members of the Army Corps of Engineers and Spellcasters the twins don’t see much fighting. It’s the magic that’s expected of them.

Kai is an average Maker. His faith is stronger than most, but his imagination is not nearly as creative as others. But the curses they want from him…Kai still has nightmares about those curses.

He knows his brother doesn’t have it any better. As a Breaker ‘Mega is called in during interrogations to shatter protection charms and loyalty bonds. He is expected to tear down wards that stand over sacred places and sabotage guardian constructs.

They choose to leave after a single tour.

It is not a choice that the U.S. Government takes laying down.

41.

It’s another early morning just three days before Christmas. Kai kills time waiting on his brother down in the shop kitchen watching Jade roll out that morning’s offerings. In an effort to get the last of their orders done before Christmas Eve, the twins have been getting up well before dawn. Jade has some kind of 30s big band swing on the shop’s sound system and is swaying in time while she manages three ovens and several pans of pastries and biscuits. In addition, one of Kloud’s book is open on Jade’s recipe stand and every so often she will nod at Kai to turn her page.

“Can you really even enjoy a book right now?” he asks her when she spins away on a down beat to silence one of the oven alarms and yank out two trays of perfectly cooked cheese danish.

“I’m dying to know what happen actually,” Jade admits sheepishly, as she sheds her oven mits and goes back to rolling out the dough for cookies.

“It’s To Kill a Mockingbird, Jade. I’m amazed you don’t already know what happens.”

Jade flicks flour at him in annoyance, “I’ve told you guys over and over, my education was very different from yours.”

“But really, missing out on basic American classics?”

“Never had a literature class, Kai.”

“That is genuinely terrible.”

“So I am beginning to understand.” Jade says ruefully. “Where are you and ‘Mega headed today?”

“Out to Red Hook to our workshop first. We’ve got several refurbishments to finish up and then we’re heading to the Village for some historic restoration.”

“Tell me that pays well.”

“You have no idea.” Kai replies with a toothy grin. “It’s going to be a very nice Christmas this year.”

The door in the shop opens and shuts loudly, Kai gets up from the stool to gather his things. But instead of his brother, Sunny appears in the doorway suddenly.

“Sunny?” Kai asks, bewildered, “What are you doing here?”

“I couldn’t sleep,” Sunny confesses wearily. “Jade, can you get me some coffee? Last time I tried to work with Hyper’s machine it spat hot water at me.”

Jade laughs, dusts her hands off on her apron and walks through the doorway and into the shop, slipping past Sunny.

“Sure, Professor.” The baker winks at the other woman as she passes. Sunny grimaces at the moniker.

“I’m certifiable for agreeing to this,” Sunny remarks to Kai. The young carpenter drops his things back to the floor and goes over to offer his girlfriend a comforting hug.

“You’re going to do fine,” he says firmly, lips against the crown of her head. “You know this stuff backwards, forwards and diagonally. And it’s just a guest lecture. If you don’t like it, you never have to see any of them ever again.”

Sunny sighs contentedly, wraps her arms loosely around his waist and leans against him.

“Oi,” Jade says as she returns, mug of coffee in hand, “No PDA in my kitchen. It’s unsanitary.”

“It’s a hug.” Kai tells her.

“For now.” Jade replies, mock suspicion in her voice.

Sunny giggles, pulls away and accepts the coffee from her friend.

“Thanks,” she says. Jade waves it off and goes back to her work station.

“Out of my kitchen the both of you,” the baker orders.

The pair obligingly goes out into the dark shop and sits down at one of the smaller tables to nurse their coffees.

“So what’s really got you freaked out?” Kai asks. “It’s not about the lecturing part, you can’t fool me.”

Sunny brushes some of her hair from her face before propping her chin up on her palm.

“I guess I’m just nervous about it because it’s new, you know? I don’t want to disappoint and I really don’t want to be disappointed myself.”

“This sounds trite, but it is true: you just have to try your best, Sunny. And then there’s no reason to feel disappointed.”

“But what if this isn’t what I’m looking for? What if Donnie is wrong?”

“Then you try something else, it’s really that simple.” Kai assures her.

The shop door suddenly opens again, Kai turns, expecting again for his brother to appear. ‘Mega still hasn’t come down, this time the cold, bitter morning admits their reclusive neighbor who stumbles across the threshold with a surprised look on his face.

“Morning!” Kai welcomes, glad to see the young man out and about. He has a messenger bag strapped across his chest and a documents tube over one shoulder. “Come on in and get a cup of coffee before you head out where ever you’re going.” Kai continues.

Kloud has been working hard to get Ty to socialize in the shop more now that he knows Jade’s hours. Ty for his part, has put up minimal resistance since there is someone he can talk to with ease, but at the same time, still spends the majority of his time up in his apartment alone.

“JADE!” Kai yells at the open doorway while Ty hangs up his things on the coat rack.

“WHAT.” Comes Jade’s annoyed reply.

“TY.” Kai responds. Ty flushes, embarrassed. They have all learned that the easiest way to combat his shyness though is to just ignore it and wait for him to rejoin the conversation when he’s comfortable. The artist tends to get even more flustered if anyone calls attention to his sensitivity.

Jade comes out of the kitchen, slapping her hands on her apron to shake off the flour.

“Morning Ty, can I get you anything?”

Ty responds in a flurry of signs while Jade pulls down a mug from the shelf.

“One Americano coming right up,” Jade replies. “Or you know, if the machine agrees with you.”

Ty huffs a laugh in response.

“Come sit with us while you wait,” Sunny invites, hooking a foot around one of the other tables’ chairs and pulling it closer. Kai turns it so it faces the right direction. Ty wanders over and drops into the seat signing his thanks. Jade follows a couple of minutes later with Ty’s coffee and a mug of her own. She pulls up another chair as well.

“Where are you headed so early, Ty?” Kai asks.

Ty, signing while Jade puts voice to it, replies “I have a client meeting this morning. I wanted to head into Manhattan before the subway gets super busy.”

“Showing off some mock ups, or a final product?” Sunny inquires, nodding at the large protective tube that Ty has hung up on the coat rack with his outerwear.

“Final product. A logo for a new law firm.” Ty signs back.

“Nice, I hope they give you a tidy Christmas bonus.” Jade says.

“Fingers crossed.” Ty replies. “How about you two?”

“Work,” Kai responds with a despondent sigh. “Christmas orders, man. They’re going to kill me.”

“I’m guest lecturing at one of the local universities. I couldn’t sleep so I decided to kill time here.” Sunny answers.

“I had no idea this place was open this early. I thought it opened at 6.” Ty signs.

“It does,” Jade answers after voicing the question for the others, “But the building will let in people sometimes. It’s one of the reasons I’m here from 10 to 6. I field all the people that randomly show up in the middle of the night because they are in desperate need of a cup of coffee. Or someone to listen. Or a place to crash. Or on one memorable occasion, the Wi-Fi.”

“GJ?” Kai asks, grinning.

“Yep,” Jade says laughing.

“Do people show up a lot at night?” Ty asks.

“Hmmm, maybe three or four times a week. They usually just need a coffee, or something small to eat.” Jade answers.

Kai frowns, momentarily concerned. He hadn’t known that Jade was having to mind the shop while that many random people were wandering in.

“If you ever want company, just in case, you can always call me or ‘Mega.” Kai offers firmly.

“And deprive you of your beauty sleep?” Jade teases.

Kai scoffs, “Hilarious. But really, Jade. We can go a couple of days without sleep, it’s no trouble.”

“You learn how to do that in the Army?” Jade asks.

“Sleep in a war zone is a luxury, believe me,” Kai replies without thinking.

“Is it the noise?” Sunny asks, clearly curious.

Kai feels the all too familiar lump in this throat rising to choke him, but manages to squeeze an answer out for his girlfriend.

“No, it’s not the noise. It’s the…atmosphere. A base, especially a base in a war zone is never really…restful or relaxing. It’s never really asleep. Do you know what I mean?”

“Like the city can be?” Ty offers.

“A little,” Kai admits. He has never thought of the city as restful, it’s New York City after all. “But not quite. The city is restless – like how you feel sometimes at night when all you want to do is leave it all behind and just start walking? It’s a kind of restlessness that has no focus, you know? The base wasn’t like that. It never slept – but there was always purpose to the sleeplessness. There was always something that needed doing.”

“So they kept you busy, even during your downtime?” Jade queries.

“Oh yea,” Kai asserts with feeling. That is an easy question and requires little thought or struggle. “’Mega and I were in pretty constant demand because of our abilities. If we couldn’t sleep, there was always work to do.”

“Wasn’t that unhealthy though?” Ty interjects, hands flying through his words, “I mean – you needed your downtime, right? Even if you weren’t sleeping, you should have had time off.”

Kai shrugs ineloquently, these words proving to be a great deal harder to summon. He takes a few seconds to try and gather his thoughts and the others seem content to let him have the time.

“It wasn’t easy. And you’re right, it was really unhealthy…but well…sometimes the work was all we had to distract us from what was expected of us. As weird as that sounds.” Kai finally says, shifting uncomfortably in his chair.

“So long as you had something to focus on, you could ignore the larger ramifications, am I right?” Sunny asks, resting her hand on Kai’s wrist on the table.

Kai sighs in relief, because that is a much clearer way of putting it. He’s going to have to try and remember that one.

“Yea, that’s it exactly.”

“I don’t mean to sound insensitive,” Jade interrupts, “But what did they have you two doing?”

“Hyper hasn’t told you?” Kai asks, surprised. He figured that the coffee shop owner would have shared with Jade and Jen at least. But Jade shakes her head.

“No, she has never said anything.”

“Ruining lives, mostly.” Kai replies. “In a variety of creative, terrible ways we worked at ruining lives.”

“Oh,” Jade says weakly. “Well, I can certainly relate to that.”

Ty and Sunny both look perplexed by Jade’s answer but never get the chance to ask because ‘Mega finally comes down from the apartment, dressed in his work clothes and carrying their tool box.

“Oi, Kai, you ready?”

Kai whirls in his seat, pissed “You’re asking me that? Seriously?!”

‘Mega is unaffected by his twin’s ire, ignoring Kai’s muttered insults as he gets up and gathers his bag and coat.

“It’s started snowing again,” ‘Mega remarks, shutting the shop door behind him to keep the cold out. “Where’s your hat?”

“In my bag, mother.” Kai half snarls yanking said item out and tugging it over his hair and ears. Jade chuckles at the brothers while gathering up everyone’s empty mugs and heading back towards the kitchen.

“If you guys give me five seconds I’ll have some blackberry scones for you to go.”

“Done deal,” ‘Mega replies eagerly.

Kai finishes putting his coat on and turns to Sunny and Ty, “Do you guys want a ride to the subway station? We’re headed in that direction.”

Ty nods quickly and flips his hand down from his chin in thanks.

“I appreciate the offer, but the university buildings won’t be open for a couple more hours. I’ll hang out with Jade for a while longer.” Sunny says, standing so she can peck a sweet kiss on Kai’s lips.

“You can turn my pages for me!” Jade cheers coming back into the shop space just in time to catch the end of Sunny’s sentence.

“Is she serious?” Sunny asks Kai.

“Deadly serious. She’s down to the last four chapters of To Kill a Mockingbird.”

“I must know what happens.” Jade says emphatically, handing a paper bag over to ‘Mega. “I put a cheese Danish in there for you Ty. Make sure you grab it out of the bag before the boys drop you at the station.”

Ty signs something to Jade that she doesn’t bother saying aloud but she grins happily at the artist in the response.

“Well with praise like that, it’s easy to be nice to you.” She replies.

“How about I read aloud to you?” Sunny asks Jade as the boys head for the door.

“Huh, that would probably go better,” Jade agrees. “You don’t mind?”

“Not at all, it’ll be nice to reread it.”

‘Mega opens the door and gets an armful of Hyper for his trouble. The sleepy eyed barista gives Kai’s brother a grin as she brushes by them all to get into the shop.

“Morning boys!” she chirps, yawning, already tugging her coat from her shoulders. ‘Mega stares at her back, a look in his eyes that reminds Kai quite suddenly of their mother many, many years ago. Longing. Wild, fierce longing.

Kai puts his hands on his brother’s shoulders and shoves him out the door, following and trusting Ty to pull it shut behind them. Once out in the snow and the quiet, cold morning Kai faces his brother on the side walk.

“If you do not find the words necessary to tell that woman how you feel about her, I will take drastic action.” Kai announces.

“Leave it alone, Kai.” ‘Mega hisses, stealing an uneasy glance at Ty who casts about for something to look at that doesn’t include the feuding brothers.

“No. I won’t. You know why?” Kai asks, poking ‘Mega in the chest with his finger and not giving him a chance to answer. “Because you look at her the way mom used to look at dad. And you and I both know how that one turned out. All because they could never figure out how to talk to each other.”

“It’s not that simple, Kai.” ‘Mega answers softly.

“I didn’t say it was. And I know it isn’t. Especially for us. But, seriously, ‘Mega. We have got to be better people than our parents.”

‘Mega glances away at that, a bitter frown twisting his mouth.

“I’ll try.” He promises, after a long moment’s pause.

“That’s all I want.” Kai assures him. “For both of us, I just want us to keep trying.”

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Brooklyn: Chapters 38 - 39

38.

Kai does not like his father the first time he meets him at age five. Granted, when he first meets Kade Springs, neither of them (nor Altmega) are aware of the familial relation. The only thing Kai knows as he stares down the handsome older man with his charming smile is that he clearly makes his mom, Nikkoa, nervous.

Of course, both Kai and his brother end up liking Kade quite a bit. Kade listens to them as though they are grownups rather than children. That alone is enough to get Kai to like him even if sometimes he sees his mom look at the three of them together with such a fierce longing that Kai feels sad.

Kade becomes a regular fixture in their lives for six months. He takes the brothers on small trips around the city, teaches them things about promises and honor. And pride. Kai and Altmega learn a great deal about pride from their father, even if the lesson isn’t really one Kade means to teach.

Secrets like this aren’t easy ones to keep and that particular one comes out in spectacular fashion just after their sixth birthday. The resulting argument between their parents leaves the boys with two lasting impressions.

The first is of their mother’s formidable temper. Nikkoa has a habit of throwing things when riled.

The second is of their father’s pride. Because while he makes it clear that he would have loved the chance to be a father and that Nikkoa stole that from him – the boys do not see or hear from him again until they are twenty.

39.

The week before Christmas Kai watches as Altmega presents a beautiful bouquet of red roses and winter holly to their resident Charmer and coffee shop owner. Kai actually holds his breath, mug halfway to his lips as he watches with wide eyes to see what her response to his older twin’s wordless advance is.

Hyper, in typical fashion, is effusive with her praise and delight.

“Oh wow, ‘Mega! These are fantastic! Thank you so much!” she tells him, taking the flowers in one hand and giving him a one armed hug with the other.

“I hadn’t thought of doing anything festive for the tables. These will work perfectly. Such a great idea, I didn’t know you were interested in interior design. Of course, actually now that I think about it, being a carpenter and all you probably do have a fair bit of experience don’t you?” the barista continues to chat at him while she pulls down some of the nice glasses from the cabinet and starts lining them up on the counter.

Kai puts his mug down and covers his mouth with his hand. ‘Mega is glaring at him so fiercely that Kai is having trouble keeping his laughter down. Deciding that retreat is his only option, Kai hops down from the stool at the counter and wanders over to see what Alex is up to at one of the large tables in the back.

“He is going to have to just come out and ask her at some point,” Alex comments the moment he sits down across from her. Kai chuckles, puts his feet up in one of the spare chairs and relaxes.

“’Mega has never been good with verbalization of his feelings,” Kai says.

“You seem to be able to read him easily,” Alex replies.

“He’s my twin, I’ve had our entire lives to practice reading his eyebrows.”

“His eyebrows?”

“Trust me, it’s all there. You just got to get good at seeing it.”

Alex laughs to herself as she shuffles through her legal pad full of notes, “I’ll keep that in mind. Though you might want to consider passing this information on to Hyper, rather than me.”

“What makes you think I haven’t?” he asks, innocently

“Because you’re enjoying this way too much.”

“Touché.” Kai concedes, leaning back a little so he can glance over at the nearly happy couple. Hyper is breaking up the bouquet into smaller arrangements and putting them in water glasses, while a scowling ‘Mega is taking them to tables.

“I’ll try talking to her if he doesn’t make any progress before Valentine’s Day. Fair?”

“Fair.”

“What are you working on?” Kai asks, curious.

“Levi.”

“Oh. I know you’ve been talking to Kloud a lot the past couple of weeks. Anything come from that?”

“Not really. Neither Kloud nor I can do anything without a complaining witness. I mean one of us could file a complaint with the police or DCS but the time it takes to investigate means that Oakland would have plenty of time to retaliate against his son.”

“And we’re certain that would happen?”

“Donnie has seen it.”

“Damn.”

“Yea, so we’re stuck until Levi decides he’s ready to confide in us.”

Kai rubs a hand over his eyes tiredly. He and his brother have been busy the entire week filling last minute Christmas orders. Mostly refurbish requests, but it is time consuming, often tedious work and it has not let up at all since the start of December.

“There’s only so much we can do before the kid spooks and bolts. Trust takes time, and we’re all getting impatient.”

Alex sighs and pats him on the shoulder, “I know, I know. This system doesn’t make sense half the time but it’s all we have within the law.”

“And outside the law?”

“Don’t let me or Kloud hear you say that, Springs. We’re both officers of the law and you have no idea the trouble we would get in.”

“Are you saying it wouldn’t be worth it?”

“I’m saying that if you choose that route, you should consider all of the consequences before committing.” Alex snaps back.

“Sorry,” Kai says quickly, “I’m not really considering anything illegal, Alex. I’m sorry for saying that.”

“We’re all frustrated. It’s okay.” Alex shuffles some more of her papers and shifts a stack of law books further down the table. “If it makes you feel any better the second that Levi decides he can trust us we will be ready.”

“It helps,” Kai confirms.

Just then, despite it being well after closing and Hyper already having locked up for the night, GJ opens the front door and ambles in out of the snow.

“Stars and stones it is fucking freezing out there.” GJ announces taking his coat and scarf off and shaking snowflakes from his hair. “I hope everyone is in for the night, because I think they’re going to close the bridges after 1.”

“Good thing Sunny headed home early.” Kai says. GJ wanders past the tables, giving the new flower centerpieces a questioning once over.

“Are those roses and holly?”

“Yep!” Hyper confirms from behind the counter where she is still cleaning up the work surfaces. “’Mega bought them for me. Gives the shop a little more festive air, doesn’t it?”

GJ doesn’t bother holding back his laughter. “The shop is plenty festive already, Hyper. Are you sure this is what ‘Mega had in mind for the flowers?”

Hyper frowns, clearly perplexed, “Well what else would he have wanted me to do with them?”

“I’m certain I have no idea,” GJ says cheerfully, “You should ask him.”

Hyper turns to face ‘Mega, who has been sending blistering glares at GJ the entire time. Kai is once again covering a laugh with his hand while Alex tries her best to keep a straight face. GJ turns his back on the two behind the shop counter where ‘Mega is assuring Hyper that no, he did buy them for her to decorate the shop with. Hyper seems to accept his explanation but when ‘Mega goes to arrange the last of the glasses of flowers on the tables, Kai catches sight of the barista casting uncertain glances at his twin’s back.

GJ takes another of the seats at Alex’s table, “Well I think I’ve stirred that pot sufficiently. Let’s see if he manages to do anything with it.” He remarks, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

“You’re evil,” Alex admonishes with a smirk.

“And my aim is to please,” GJ says with a dramatic sign, touching the back of his wrist to his forehead. “But really, the man needs to learn to use his words.”

“Pretty much the conclusion we came to earlier.” Kai says.

“Has he always been quiet?” GJ asks, curious.

Kai shrugs, “Kinda? I mean he’s always had his issues talking about his feelings and stuff.”

“But he wasn’t always so…taciturn?” Alex asks, struggling for a moment to find the correct word herself.

“Oh, well, no. That’s…more from what we used to do.” Kai admits.

“What did you guys used to do?” Alex presses. GJ, on the other hand is unusually silent as he fiddles with one of Alex’s textbooks.

Kai suddenly feels as his brother must, because the words dry up in his throat and he stares helplessly at Alex’s inquiring face. He doesn’t even know where to begin talking about his and his brother’s past. They have kept silent about that for so long, Kai honestly thinks sometimes that the words died. They dropped dead from the lack of use and can never be revived.

The silence is getting awkward now, uncomfortably so. But Kai doesn’t know what to do, or say to break it.

“Hey Alex, have you given any thought to that play I mentioned last week?” GJ interrupts.

Kai sighs audibly in relief.

“Oh, um, I actually haven’t really…” Alex verbally flails and Kai feel nothing but sympathy having been stuck there himself seconds before.

“That’s alright,” GJ waves it off, “But if you’d like to go, I can still get us tickets. What do you say?”

“Wouldn’t all the tickets be sold out?” Alex asks, bewildered. Broadway plays, especially such popular ones like Merlin sold out within days, if not hours.

“I know some people that owe me favors.” GJ replies with a sly grin.

“Sold out Broadway tickets sized favors?”

“Yep.”

“Um…I’ll consider it. For real this time. I’ll give you an answer tomorrow?”

“Okay, that’s fine.” GJ agrees blithely. “It’d be dinner too, we could head into the city early and grab a bite.”

“That’s really not…necessary.” Alex remarks, squirming.

“Nonsense. If I’m going to take a lady out, then I’m going to do it properly.”

“So this would be a…a date?”

“Well, yea.”

“You’re asking me out on a date?”

“What did you think I was doing?”

“I have no idea, honestly.” Alex says, stunned. “I’ve just always assumed you were joking when you flirted with me.”

“Yea, I noticed.” GJ admits. “I stuck with it though, I figured you’d realize the truth eventually.”

Kai wonders if they even realize he’s still sitting there.

“That’s…you really want to date me?”

“Yes. I really do. I think you’re amazing.”

“So you’ve said.”

“Glad you were listening.”

Alex suddenly breaks out into a brilliant smile, “You are not going to let me get in the last word on this are you?”

“Not if I can help it.” GJ shoots right back.

“Gods above, I’m leaving.” Kai says suddenly getting up and making for the door. “Please wait until I’m gone before you two make out like teenagers.”

“Make out? Who said anything about making out?” GJ asks, wiggling his eyebrows at Alex again.

“I expect dinner before making out of any kind.” Alex says primly.

“Is that a yes?”

Kai hears Alex’s assent just before he shuts the shop door behind him.

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Brooklyn: Chapter 37

Kaiotai has never had any patience for bullies. It doesn’t take long for Levi to become a regular fixture at the coffee shop. Two weeks in and the kid is clearly using the shop as a haven. If he’s not in school, he’s camped out at one of the tables getting homework help from whoever is free.

The police officer, Kloud has taken to loitering about the shop on his breaks and during a lot of his free time. He is casual around the kid, but is also obviously trying to gain the kid’s trust. He and Jen have all but taken over the kid’s education with regard to literature. It is funny, but half of the time their discussions turn into all out debates which are watched avidly by Levi and weirdly enough, Jade.

“I’ve never had much time for reading,” Jade admits when they ask her about her interest.

“What about in school?” Kloud asks, aghast.

Jade shrugs, “My education was pretty narrowly focused,” she answers cryptically. Kloud is clearly curious, but Jen quickly changes the subject and Kai joins her seamlessly. Kloud clearly doesn’t forget the conversation however, because he turns up the next Saturday before his early shift and delivers several novels to Jade.

“This should be enough to get you started. I picked out a broad range of genres so you can get a feel for what you like. If you can’t finish something, don’t sweat it, life is too short to waste on books you don’t enjoy, just move on to the next one.”

Jade numbly takes the stack from him, “Um, thanks?” she half says, half asks.

Kloud pops his hat on his head and winks at her, “No problem. Just give them to Ty when you’re done with them.” And he is out the door after nodding at Kai.

Kai smiles into his coffee mug, but Jade catches the look.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“That smug grin is not nothing, Kaiotai Springs. What?”

“He likes you.”

“He’s engaged.” Jade retorts, shifting the books to one arm, picking up the one on top and turning it over to read the back. Apparently satisfied with the synopsis, she tucks the small paperback into the front pocket of her apron and puts the rest under the counter.

“He’s showing a lot of interest in you for an engaged man.” Kai remarks, suddenly a bit more suspicious of the young police officer. Jade rolls her eyes at him.

“Kloud isn’t interested in me like that, Kai, for star’s sake. I know sign language.” She prompts, bracing her hands on the counter and giving him a level look.

“Oh. Ty. He wants you to befriend Ty.” Kai deduces in a flash of insight. Their other neighbor in the building is something of recluse. They’ve only ever seen him out with Kloud, and even then it is clearly something that Kloud has to talk the other man into.

“Ding, ding!” Jade says.

At her words, one of her many timers goes off in a parody of an echo. Jade disappears into the kitchen.

Jen comes in the front, shivering from the cold December chill.

“Where’s your jacket?” Kai demands.

“The shop door is literally six feet from the lobby door.” Jen replies airily walking behind the shop counter.

“Come on sweetie, I let Hyper sleep in and everything. What do you say to a macchiato as a thank you?” she croons at the machine.

There’s an almost reluctant creak from the machine, but Jen must take it as a positive sign because she gleefully sticks a mug under one of the spouts and it obligingly fills it.

Kai looks at his mug of plain black coffee, “Why is that Jade can only get the machine to make plain black?” he asks.

Jen shrugs, “No idea. The machine does what it wants, you know that.”

Kai does indeed know that. Hyper has been working with it constantly, trying to convince the finicky machine to actual make people what they order but with very little success. Granted, the machine’s bullheadedness hasn’t hurt the show much since it does seem to always know what people’s favorite drinks are – even when they themselves are unaware.

The door opens again, this time to admit Levi, looking a bit bleary at the early hour.

“Morning,” he greets them both while shedding his winter layers and hanging them up on the hall tree by the door.

Jen chirps a bright “Good Morning!” back while grabbing the young man a mug for his usual tea.

Kai just nods at the young man, while Levi goes and picks out his bag of tea.

“You’re here awfully early,” Jen says passing the mug of hot water over the counter to him.

“Wanted to get out from underfoot,” Levi said, “My dad is busy today.”

Jen and Kai exchange a lightning fast glance and goes unnoticed by Levi who is settling on one of the couches and taking a book out of his backpack. Jen instantly perks up at the sight of the older hardback.

“Oooh,” she whispers, almost reverently, “Is that a first edition?”

Levi looks up, surprised, “Yea, how’d you know?”

Jen points to herself, “Scrivener. Ink type.” She walks around the counter and crosses over to him. “Journey to the Center of the Earth?”

Levi nods, somewhat warily clutching the book like it was a stuffed animal. Jen gentles her tone, and crouches down next him.

“Could I have a look at it?” she asks softly. It is clear to Kai from across the room that Levi doesn’t want to let it go. But the kid is made of mostly bravery and resignation at this point because he hands the beautiful book over.

Jen makes a delighted noise as she opens the book lovingly. “Oh this is just lovely. Look at this typeface. London, 1861. You can taste the coal smoke in the ink, I swear.”

Levi still looks worried, but he is clearly intrigued by Jen’s abilities. “You can really feel the ink in it?”

“Oh yea, that’s my thing you know?” she asks rhetorically. “I can also tell that there’s some non-1800s ink in it.” She flips to the front of the book and Kai can’t see what she sees from where he is but her face falls suddenly. “Oh,” she says softly.

Levi snatches the book from her hands, his face a mix of anger and despair. But before he can snap at her, Jen interrupts.

“I can fix that.” She blurts out. That brings Levi up short.

“W-What?”

“The inscription. I can fix it.”

“It’s almost completely faded,” Levi replies.

“Doesn’t matter, the ink is still there, it hasn’t disappeared. The dark color is just bleaching out. All I’d have to do is introduce a little fresh ink and it’d be back like it was signed yesterday.”

“R-Really?” the longing in the boy’s voice is so desperate that Kai has to look away and stare at his mug for a few seconds.

“Really, really.” She assures him, holding her hands out. Levi is hesitant but he slowly puts the book back in her hands. She pops up from her crouch and speeds over to her newsstand. “Give me ten minutes,” she says brightly, setting the book down on her desk and reaching to pick up and crack the seal on one of her bottles of ink.

Kai gets up from his seat at the counter, picks up his coffee and then bends down and grabs his toolbox from its spot by his feet. He crosses over to the couches and sits down on the low coffee table. Levi hasn’t stopped staring at Jen, who is now pouring a miniscule amount of ink into her cupped palm.

The Maker sets his tool box on the table next to him, followed by his mug. Once situated, Kai opens the lid of his tool box and lifts out the top tray. Levi’s attention is torn between what Jen is doing and Kai’s tools.

The tool box itself is actually both his and his brother’s and is filled with the tools of their trade. Empty spell structures, carving tools, vials of various substances, and other odds and ends fill both the tray and the bottom section. The box and the tools have been with him and ‘Mega since they were eleven; through their training and their jobs with the Army Core of Engineers and Spellmakers. It is somewhat crazy to think of them having voices (as Hyper has assured them both that they do) but then again, after all Kai and his brother have seen and done it isn’t that surprising.

“What is all that?” Levi’s voice breaks into Kai’s thoughts.

“Tools of the trade,” Kai replies.

“It kinda looks like junk.” Levi says, clearly without thought because he turns bright red the second the words are out. “I-I mean-“

Kai just laughs, “It’s okay. It does look like junk. But I promise, all this is very powerful stuff.”

Levi chews his bottom lip for a second and then points to a wooden spool in the tray, “What’s that?”

Kai picks the spool up and turns it in the light. There is a length of bright blue cord wrapped around it.

“This is spell cord from the Arabian Peninsula. See how bright the color is? According to local legend, the Makers of Iran have the ability to summon down the color of the sky above the desert.”

“Is that true?”

“Possibly. What I know for sure is that blue is the color of protection. It resonates very well with those kinds of spells and magic.”

“So like guardian charms or safety binds?”

“Exactly. With this I could, for instance, make you a bracelet or necklace that would make you a little more…invisible to those that might mean you harm.”

There is a heavy pause as Levi’s eyes widen and the young man tenses like he wants to bolt. But Jen still has his book, the book that he loves so much, and Kai is not above admitting that he might have planned it that way.

Patience isn’t Kai’s best trait, but his past has taught him a great deal about waiting.

Levi doesn’t make a run for it and Kai begins to wonder if they are just going to spend the next eight minutes in nervous silence when Jade brushes between them both.

“’Cuse me boys,” she says tiredly and drops onto the couch next to Levi. She sets a glass of ice water on the coffee table next to Kai’s tool box.

“Nice spell cord, Kai,” Jade says her tone teasing. “It’s cute.”

“Don’t condescend my tools, Jade,” he warns playfully. “They could save your life one day.”

“Whatever you say.”

“That sounds like a challenge. Doesn’t that sound like a challenge, Levi?”

“Um…”

“You wanna play this game with me, honey?” Jade drawls.

“You never graduated,” Kai shoots back.

“Still could wipe the floor with you.”

“Bring it.” Kai reaches into his kit and pulls out a small glass bead from the bottom and tosses it to her. Jade catches it without flinching.

“You see what you can do with that, and I’ll see what I can do with this,” Kai waves the spool of spell cord.

“You’re on.” Jade declares sitting up eagerly from her tired slouch. Levi looks a bit concerned, but also clearly curious.

Kai reaches into his kit again and pulls out his solid silver scissors. With his left hand he tosses the spool into the air, high above their heads. His eyes fix on Levi, staring at the boy fiercely, and concentrates on his desire for the young man to be safe.

The spool falls down between them and then suddenly is caught in midair at eye level. There’s a sharp blue of movement as the spool spins wildly and a length of cord unwinds in a dizzying spiral. Kai reaches out with his scissors in his right hand and cuts the length. The spool drops into his left hand, while the freed length of cord wraps around his scissors.

Kai puts the spool back in his kit, and starts to carefully peel the cord from his scissors.

“Show off,” Jade accuses him lightly.

The Maker cuts his cord in two, then three equal lengths and begins to braid them together. The spell is an old favorite of his, the words fall from his mouth in a steady, effortless stream as his magic works itself gleefully into the cord. It’s a nice little deflection spell, not pure invisibility of course, that would take a great deal more casting and a great deal more prep.

“My turn,” Jade remarks. Kai and Levi both look over at her.

She holds the small clear crystal bead between her forefinger and thumb and then brings it to her mouth. She takes a long even breath in and then breathes over the bead. Kai can see the glass fog over from the heat.

Jade then takes the bead between her palms and rubs her hands together slowly as though she needed the warmth. She closes her eyes and hums a single, low note. It reverberates strangely in his ears. Kai looks around as the building itself begins to hum right along with her only at an octave lower. Jade must hear it too, because she smiles, pleased. Both he and Levi watch, enraptured as a glow starts up, peeking from between her hands – brighter and brighter until it as though she is grasping a star.

She falls quiet and the building subsides as well. The mage opens her hands, and the bead is glowing a steady, soft white. Leaning forward, she drops the bead into her water glass. The moment it hits the ice on top, the light winks out. She fishes the bead back out and hands it to Kai.

“A little light,” she tells them with a cheeky grin. “All you have to do is warm it and it will always shine for you.”

Levi looks almost…hungrily at the bead at her explanation. Kai quietly remembers Donnie’s heartbroken description of a black basement.

“How long will it last?” Levi asks.

“A while,” she answers firmly. She picks up her water glass, gets up and heads back to the kitchen. “We’ll call this a tie, Maker.” She remarks as she leaves.

“How long is a while?” Levi asks Kai once Jade has disappeared into the kitchen.

Kai threads the bead on the cord and ties the ends together in a sturdy spelled knot. The resulting necklace is long enough that Levi can wear it under his t-shirt.

“That bead will give light to your great-great grandchildren, Levi.”

Kai moves slow, giving the young teen a chance to lean away if he’s uncomfortable but he holds still while Kai loops the necklace over his head. The Maker presses a solemn hand against the boy’s chest where the necklace falls and quietly intones one more spell. This one will see to it that the necklace can’t be taken away from the boy.

Once Kai draws back, Levi picks it up and looks at it with a great deal of skepticism. Kai laughs a little and starts packing up his tool box.

“Are you really sure?” Levi presses.

“Mages operate off the laws of the universe. Sometimes that’s the societal laws, like the ones that make this building what it is. And sometimes, they can use the physical ones, like gravity. Heat and light are closely linked by physics and the laws of thermodynamics. These are the kinds of laws that govern stars, Levi. And as long as the stars burn in the sky, that bead will give you light.”

“Oh.” Levi says quietly, clearly stunned. “What about your spells?”

“A bit shorter,” Kai says jokingly, “My magic is much more flexible than magery. If I can imagine it, believe in it, I can make it. But because it is based on me, my spells end when I do.”

“So Makers and Mages?”

“Will always tie.” Kai replies.

Levi opens his hand and stares at the softly shining beacon.

“Thank you,” Levi says, “You guys don’t have to do this.”

“Look at me.”

Levi looks up hesitantly at the Maker.

“You deserve good things, Levi. I’m sorry that the universe isn’t a fair or just place but I need you to always remember that you are a good kid and deserve wonderful things.”

“Why are you all being so kind?” he asks in almost a whine.

“Because it costs us nothing to be kind.”

Levi opens his mouth to argue with that point, but just then Jen appears beside them his book in her hands. The young man snatches it from her, and opens the front cover immediately. His face brightens in joyful smile that shines more than the light Jade made.

“It’s perfect,” he says wonderingly.

Jen pretends to dust off her shoulder with a smirk.

“I’m damn good.”

“Thank you so much.” Levi says with feeling, there are tears welling up in his eyes as he looks at Jen.

“Happy to help, my young friend. Happy to help.”

Jade suddenly leans into the shop space from the kitchen doorway, interrupting them with her abrupt appearance.

“I’m a masochist and I made cinnamon buns. Who wants one?”

The resulting stampede to get to the kitchen cannot be exaggerated. A few minutes later, Levi is sitting on Jade’s work stool, a hot, sticky cinnamon bun in each hand cheerfully chewing on a mouthful of the flaky, buttery goodness. His longing, desperation and despair are so absent that for a moment Kai can pretend that they were never there to begin with.

No, Kai thinks to himself, the universe isn’t a fair or just place. But we do what we can to create some kind of balance.

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Brooklyn: Chapters 36

36.

So as it turns out Levi Oakland is a fairly interesting young man. There’s the fact that he is a budding Finder –

(Oh gods above, someday he will be a force to be reckoned with. His power is clear, but whether he comes down on the side of the law or not is yet to be decided.)

There is also the small matter of the young man’s father.

Oh yes, Donnie thinks to himself as Levi Oakland lets go of his sleeve, something will need to be done about that.

Hyper suddenly appears in front of them both, leaning across the counter to smile winningly at the 14 year old.

“Playing hooky?” Hyper asks the kid. Levi stammers ineffectively for a moment, taken by surprise by the cheerful barista.

“I j-just wanted-“

Hyper holds up a hand, “Hey, no judgment from this corner, sweetie. I’m amazed to this day that I passed Calculus considering how much time I spent avoiding that class.”

“I s-should g-get back.”

“How about some tea for the road?” Hyper offers, “On the house.”

“You can make tea?” Donnie demands, taking some of the pressure of Levi. “Why didn’t I know this?”

“Losing your touch?”

Donnie scoffs, “No need to be rude. I was just surprised, I figured your coffee machine would be taking a firm stance on the coffee versus tea debate. It’s a coffee machine.”

“My coffee machine is incredibly talented and flexible.” Hyper retorts.

“Isn’t tea just hot water and a tea bag?” Levi asks, clearly fascinated by the playful back and forth. So much so, that he momentarily forgets to be intimidated.

“Ooooh!” Hyper squeals, delighted. “Feisty!”

Levi flushes, “I didn’t-“

“No, no, sweetie, stick to your guns. One cup of hot leaf bag water coming up. Go pick out your tea bag.” Hyper points to the small rack down the counter that has a collection of about a dozen clear glass jars fully of different teas.

Levi obligingly shuffles down, still bright red.

Once he’s out of ear shot, Hyper focuses on Donnie, her cheerful grin dropping completely.

Donnie holds up a hand this time, “I know. I can see it.”

“And I can hear it, Donnie.” Hyper says softly. “The boy has something in his backpack. I can’t even tell what it is, it’s so hysterical.”

“What’s it saying?” Donnie asks.

Hyper’s dark brown eyes are solemn and sad, “Please don’t hurt him.” She answers. “Over and over, Donnie. Whatever it is, he loves it and it is screaming for him. It is begging.”

Donnie looks over at the unassuming young man who is staring perplexed at the glass jars.

“What would you recommend?” Donnie asks, because he’s done this before and the outcomes are never guaranteed – not even with his abilities.

(Mr. Oakland does not take losing control over his little family well. But Levi is required to attend school, so it isn’t hard to track the ungrateful little brat down and follow him. There’s a Maker down in Sheepshead Bay that doesn’t care what spells you ask for so long as you pay for the work. The little curse Oakland buys is a delicate one, but when applied correctly will last for decades so he has to time this just right -)

“Tell Kloud,” Hyper answers, while Donnie blinks the last few images of Levi writhing on the ground away.

“Evidence, Hyper. Our testimony is not admissible in criminal proceedings or family court hearings. And believe me, Oakland is going to have to be locked up before Levi is safe.”

Hyper tilts her head to the side as she considers Donnie’s face. She must find something there that convinces her because she sighs. She then glances over at Levi again, who is fishing a tea bag out of one of the jars with tongs.

“He’s afraid of the dark,” Hyper says sadly. “There’s a basement under the house, and a door that locks from the outside.”

Donnie feels sick for a moment, as his abilities offer up a real image to go with that description.

(Basement is generous. It’s a narrow, low ceilinged space that only has a water heater in a length of chain looped around one of the pipes. Chain that ends in ankle restraints.)

“This is silly,” Hyper says suddenly, straightening up from her lean over the counter.

“How so?” Donnie demands, because he can’t find anything remotely amusing about this.

“My coffee shop hosts a Charmer, a Scrivener, a Mage, a Seer, a lawyer, a cop, a genius, a Maker, a Breaker and a Techonomancer on a regular or semi-regular basis. You know what that means?”

(Donnie does, oh stars and stones, does he ever.)

“That you need to hire a referee?” Donnie queries, just to see Hyper grin.

“Funny, Phillips. No – it means we have more than enough brain, brawns and magic to figure something out for this kid.”

There’s a sharp pull in Donnie’s chest, and his focus both sharpens and draws back, like looking down the wrong end of a telescope.

(And in the great distance, far away, he can see Levi sitting at this counter, in the same place he just vacated, much, much older, laughing as Hyper, grey in her hair, wrinkles creasing the corners of her eyes, leans on the counter and pushes a mug of tea towards him.)

The building settles in its magic with what feels like a coy smile.

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Brooklyn: A Sneak Peek

“All clear, you can let go.”

GJ lets the plastic sheet go and hops down.

“That should hold until tomorrow, let’s just hope we don’t get a blizzard –“ Kai cuts himself off when the door to the shop swings open and a uniformed officer slips in, casting a quick glance around the space before closing the door behind him.

The officer removes his hat and tucks it under his arm. He has long hair that has been scraped back into a half bun and looks a bit worse for the wear.

“Can I help you, Officer?” Hyper asks politely, still holding her broom.

“Are you the owner of this establishment?” the officer asks politely.

“I am.”

“We have reports of an altercation that took place her about an hour ago. Someone threw a man through a window?”

“Shit.” GJ says, defeated. He raises his hand like a schoolboy in class. “My fault, officer.”

The officer, instead of immediately pulling out handcuffs, simply gazes at GJ, cocks a single eyebrow up and says, “Oh?”

“Uh. Yea.” GJ reiterates again, “His name is Bradley Harding, and well…we kinda got into a bit of a confrontation.”

“A confrontation that ended with Mr. Harding going through that window?” the officer hooks a thumb over his shoulder at the plastic sheeting.

“GJ didn’t do anything wrong,” Hyper speaks up firmly.

The officer returns his attention to Hyper. “Alright. You then?”

“Well…no.”

The officer turns to Kai, “You?”

Kai puts up his hands, in mock surrender “Wasn’t even here at the time.”

“I see, another patron then?”

“Um…no.” Hyper replies.

“Another employee?”

“No, not them either.”

There’s a somewhat awkward pause as the officer stares at them with his dark blue eyes. Finally, the man sighs, grabs one of the chairs, sits in it and places his hat on one of the tables.

“I’ll be honest with you, Miss...?”

“Kenyon.”

“Miss Kenyon. I’m coming off a double shift because two of my fellow officers have come down with pneumonia. I haven’t slept since day before yesterday and all I really want is to go home, have a shower and fall asleep with my girlfriend.”

The officer fixes a tired, but steady gaze on Hyper, “Mr. Harding has made several claims regarding his treatment inside your establishment. I’ve been a beat cop for 5 years now and I can tell the man is full of shit. So what I need from you at this point is a statement of what happened and hopefully some proof that the man is full of shit. For instance, do those work?”

The officer points to the security cameras that Hyper has set up in the ceiling over the coffee bar. Hyper, wide eyed, nods.

“Fantastic. Any chance I can get a copy of the footage to go with your account of events?”

Hyper grins, “Officer, if you’re telling me that I don’t have to come down to the station and that I’m not going to be arrested you can have whatever you want.”

“I would not say no to a cup of coffee.”

“Done! GJ the computer for the security cameras is in the office in the kitchen. Go make yourself useful. Kai, go get Jen, she was here during the fight as well and can give a statement too. And while you’re up there tell Jade that it looks like we’ll be open tomorrow so I’m still going to need the usual pastry order.”

Kai scurries out to carry out Hyper’s orders, while the woman herself swings around the bar and sticks an extra-large mug under her coffee machine. The machine shudders to life with a hiss and a whistle. GJ on the other hand, goes to his briefcase and starts rummaging around for a USB flash drive he can use to carry the video footage.

The officer takes his notebook from his heavy uniform jacket and opens it on the table top.

“From the beginning, if you please, Ms. Kenyon.”

“Hyper is fine, Officer…?”

“Kloud. Officer Hunter Kloud.”

Hyper frowns for a moment, trying to think of where she has heard that name before.

“Oh! You’re the cop that comes to visit that artist on the top floor! I’m surprised that Kai didn’t recognize you.”

“Kai?”

“They guy I sent upstairs. We all live in this building, except GJ here.”

“I see. Well, yes. My cousin lives here, I drop by to see him from time to time.”

“Your cousin doesn’t get out much,” Hyper observes as she takes the mug away from the spout and comes back around to deposit it on the officer’s table.

“He’s…shy.” Kloud says after a moment’s hesitation. He then picks up his cup of coffee and takes a tentative sip. He makes a startled noise, eyes wide with surprise and takes a longer drink from the mug.

“Stars and stones. What is this?”

Hyper, as always, looks over at her machine to check with him first.

“Huh. I didn’t even know he could make hot chocolate,” Hyper remarks, completely nonplussed.

GJ looks up from his bag, mortally offended.

“He gets hot chocolate?!”

Hyper waves off GJ’s ire, “I’m getting better at convincing him to make people things beside they’re favorite. I’ll get you a cup to try at some point.”

Kloud watches the back and forth, with sharp eyes. He may be tired, but he is still a police officer.

“Charmer?” he asks.

“Yep!”

“This is delicious, thank you.”

“Anytime. Seriously. You’re like the only officer that can find this building. I definitely want to stay on your good side.”

Kloud frowns at her statement for a moment, clearly confused. Then he glances over at the plastic sheet taped over the window, then to GJ standing by his bag and then finally, towards the ceiling of the shop.

“The blessing. Of course. Harding broke the rules, didn’t he?”

“Told you none of us did anything wrong,” Hyper reports cheerfully.

“Well this actually makes my paperwork a great deal easier. Still going to need statements and the video footage though.”

“Sure, sure.” Hyper agrees, while GJ having finally found a flash drive at the very bottom of his admittedly messy bag heads towards the kitchen. Just before he ducks out of ear shot he hears Hyper offer the officer a free scone. The man lets out a tired, but genuine chuckle and accepts.

“Smart girl,” GJ mutters under his breath, “No one can resist the pastries.”

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