Ethan and I gathered our Calls with the inhuman speed we were capable of, while Reina circled the area to make sure things were clear. It was barely five minutes that Reina was gone, but it felt like forever. Hannah was curled in my arms crying. It was obvious she was trying not to cough. I felt her fight back another round of coughing fits and rubbed her back in response. “Hannah, it’s gonna be okay. We’ll figure out what’s wrong.” Ethan paced back and forth as he rubbed the back of his head. His mop of hair was unkempt as usual. “How is this possible? We protected them from the Fallen. Nothing’s happened to her. You’ve protected her, haven’t you?” My body tensed from the accusation laced in Ethan’s voice. “Of course I’ve protected her! That’s my job! Maybe it’d be easier if I wasn’t doubling up when you decide to go flirt with Guardians.” “Don’t you blame the fact that your Call is infected on me. A Fallen shouldn’t have even gotten close enough to make that an issue.”
