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My head was resting on his arm, that was awfully cold. I wiped away my tears as the shaman and Brady's 2 brothers came in.

"Mikayla, I know it's hard for you, for all of us. But we have to let him go," Boomer said, trying to hide the tear stains across his cheek.

"I agree with Boomer on this one. It's not that we're convincing you to get out of this van and leave the rest to the shaman, if it's that painful. No. We're just trying to tell you, frankly, that there's nothing else we can do, but leave him alone, "Boz added, trying his best not to break in front of me.

I shook my head slowly. I'm staying with him, whether they allow it, or not.

"Come on Mikayla. We've all been through a busy day," Boomer sighed.

I shook my head firmly. "I'm staying till he wakes up."

"But we aren't even sure about that? What if he never..."

"I know what can happen!" I snapped.

Boomer and Boz stared at me in shock. They both shared a look and each held onto my arms, dragging me out of the van.

"Let go!"

"Mikayla, we have to leave."

I took one hold of Brady's hand. "Please stay with me. Stay with me," I whispered, tears streaming down my face.

Boomer and Boz let go of their grasp on me. My hands were shaking terribly, and I can't get a good hold on Brady's hand. I bowed my head in defeat, looking at the floor. I can't bear to look at anyone's face now. The fearless guard girl they all knew was breaking down in front of them. And it's not a nice scene to look at.

"Always."

I was startled by the weak voice. It didn't say anything anymore, but I knew he was at least conscious.

"Brady?"

"Always," he repeated.

"Brady?" I tried to shake him awake, and I know it's not a really proper to shake a badly injured person, but I needed to know badly if he was really the one talking.

"Oh hey Mikayla. It seems you did find me out there." He smiled weakly.

Withouht a moment's hesitation, I threw my arms around Brady. He gave a out a whimper, as I was maybe crushing his bones to bits, but I didn't care. Until Boomer shouted at me to let him go.

I glared at Boomer. "Mikayla, it's okay. No need to be angry," Brady whispered, smiling.

"Hi Boomer," Brady said silently.

"Hey Brady."

"Look Boomer, I only wanted to straighten things out. If you plan on killing me..."

But he never finished what he was saying because Boomer tackled him into a hug. "You're okay! You're okay!"

Brady was surprised by his brother's reaction. Until Boomer separated from their hug. "Oh Brady, I'm just treating you nice for now, because you were almost dead, but when you get better, you're going to be in a lot of trouble. Starting with why you left."

I gulped. I would have to be part of that conversation too.

I saw Boz standing at the doorway, peering time and again at his 2 brothers. I clasped his hand and brought him into view.

"Brady, this is your triplet brother, Boz. He's a long-lost brother, apparently he washed upon the island of Mindu after a terrible storm wherein Boomer and you were separated from him."

"So how did we find him?"

"The next day after you left, there was a storm, somewhat like the storm that separated"

"Mikayla! I've always wanted to tell him that bit," Boomer whined.

"Sorry Boomer. It's just that, you didn't introduce them at once."

Boomer nodded. "When we get back."

"So I guess you're Boz, hmm?"

"Yes, oh I'm so glad to see my other brother! Now all of us can be together at last!" Boz tackled him into a hug.

Brady smiled, but it was soon replaced with a grimace.

"Boz, how about hug me later instead, not to be rude, though."

"Oh yeah, sorry about that," he said getting up quickly.

Silence hung in the room, until the shaman ordered us out.

I looked at Brady, only to find him looking at me too, then turning away quickly.

"But...but...I still need to talk..."

"Later," the shaman pushed us out of his van.

And when I mean push, a rough one. We landed face first into the dirt.

"Well, that reunion ended well," Boomer quipped, dusting off the dirt on his shirt.

"Look, let's just wait for him till he comes back to the castle. My dad could pick him up on his way back."

I stared at water, the waves lapping gently. I took a deep breath. The wind was rather cold, yet soothing at the same time. I was just outside in the plaza. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. For the first time, I was truly happy.

"Mikayla?"

I whipped my head around, only to see Brady holding out my dinner. Oh right. I missed dinner.

I faced him. "What's the time?"

" Past 10," he shrugged. He sat down beside me. "Hey Mikayla, thanks for looking for me in the jungle. Not that I'm too curious, but how did you know I was out there?

I looked at him, hard. "What?"

"Oh so you just saw me there on your guard shift?" Brady asked again.

I shrugged. "I don't know."

"Okay," he said, getting up from his spot and heading back to the castle.

Nice move Mikayla.

"Hey! I...I..I'm sorry for that night.."

Another nice move again, Makoola. I wanted to slap myself, but that would look weird.

"Mikayla, you have nothing to be sorry for. Just eat your dinner. Everything's okay. I should be the one saying sorry," Brady sighed. "So yeah, I'm sorry for being such a jerk by leaving, and making all of you here feel so guilty and angry. I'm sorry for everything."

I was just sitting there, like an idiot.

Brady gave a loud sigh. "I'm sorry."

I got up and went over to Brady. "Brady, I forgive you. Please forgive me too for everything I said that night."

Brady didn't dare look at me in the eye. "You shouldn't be sorry."

"I am. Please forgive me. I shouldn't..."

Brady patted my shoulder. "Mikayla, everything's okay."

Silence again.

"You matured Brady. A lot."

"I guess that's a compliment?"

"And I'm sorry I wasn't able to protect you from those bullies at Chicago."

Brady eyes widened. "You weren't even there! How did you know about that?"

I chuckled. "Long story."

"Mikayla?"

"Brady?"

He looked down at his shoes. What does he want to tell me?

"I...I...s-sti-l l-like y-y...uhhh...uh.. I m-mean..I.."

Okay Mikayla, you're on cue.

I reached up and kissed him gently on the lips. I felt him stiffen, maybe from surprise, but he soon got over it and cupped my face in his hands. He pulled away quickly, much to my dismay.

"I'll take that as a yes."

I laughed, then all of a sudden it started to rain. Wow. Rain.

"Great, now it's starting to rain."

Brady laughed at my comment. "At least it's better than me bleeding out in the jungle right?"

I nudged him gently in the shoulder. It's a wonder we still stayed outside, even if the rain drenched us. Maybe it would be a miracle if we both don't catch cold. But somehow, neither of us wanted to run back to the castle, just yet. And yes, I have to admit, there were also a few kisses here and there, oh, but that's not the point. How much I missed looking into those beautiful brown eyes of his. And not far from now, he'll be all mine. That's only happening if my dad agrees. Oh but I'll take care of that. Sooner or later.

"Brady?"

"Yes Mikayla?"

I held his hand tight, and faced him. "Don't ever leave me. Never again. Don't let anything take you away from me."

He let our foreheads touch and held my face gently, brushing away the drenched hair that was covering my face. I smiled at him and began to lean in. He smiled gently before closing his eyes and pressing his lips to mine in a loving manner.

"I will never leave. I'll be here. Always."

~THE END~

And that, people, concludes my 2nd story, Risks! :)))

Again, I would like to thank everyone for reading! :D

And ooops, I forgot, the last lines in the dialogue we're taken from "Mockingjay" (3rd book of The Hunger Games Trilogy)

SO, again, and for the last time here, a great hug from octalmemo99! :))