Liam’s day had started out well enough, catching up with friends at the picnic. But then there had been that growing sense of unease as time went on, an unease that he wasn’t the only one picking up on. And no one new had shown up for the picnic, nor had Anakin returned from ostensibly going to pick them up.
Perhaps most damning of all, Verity had never shown up. Which, if she’d changed her mind and just decided to stay home, that would have been one thing. But there were protocols for things like that; she would have called, texted, something. So unable to shake that growing unease, Liam ducked out of the picnic a little early to see what was up.
“Verity?” he called out as he unlocked the door. “Babe? Is everything-“
There was a gun on the bed.
Knives, axes, even the occasional polearm, they could sometimes be pretty casual about leaving strewn about. But not the guns.
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Perhaps most damning of all, Verity had never shown up. Which, if she’d changed her mind and just decided to stay home, that would have been one thing. But there were protocols for things like that; she would have called, texted, something. So unable to shake that growing unease, Liam ducked out of the picnic a little early to see what was up.
“Verity?” he called out as he unlocked the door. “Babe? Is everything-“
There was a gun on the bed.
Knives, axes, even the occasional polearm, they could sometimes be pretty casual about leaving strewn about. But not the guns.
Not the guns.
Everything was most definitely not okay.