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When Snow left she winked at Raven. Wolfe slowly stood and walked over to Raven, "I want to show you something," he stated firmly.

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When Nic got there Laurel was loading one of the big guns, probably the one that had bruised her shoulder yesterday.

Raven didn't say anything, waiting for Wolfe to keep talking or start leading him somewhere.

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Nic made his presence known as he walked over to her.

Wolfe paused and then suddenly picked Raven up, throwing him over his shoulder as he walked out the back door.

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Laurel looked both ready to cry at any moment and pissed off at the same time. It seemed like the two emotions were canceling each other out and creating some strange calmness as she continued to prep the gun. She ignored Nic.

That threw Raven completely off and left him rather stunned. After awhile he managed to ask, "W-What are you doing?"

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Nic watched her for awhile. Then as she was getting in position to fire, he chimed in gently to help her hold the gun so it wouldn't hurt her shoulder so much.

"Stealing you," Wolfe stated, still serious as ever.

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Laurel took the help and then fired off the whole round. She wasn't half bad, with more practice she'd be a decent shot. It looked like the gun had helped with the anger but left the sadness. She cussed quietly in frustration as her eyes misted, looking around for another gun she could fire off.

"Huh?!" Raven said, sounding kinda distressed.

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Nic didn't stop Laurel.

After a moment a faint chuckle came from Wolfe.

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Laurel found a loaded pistol and began to fire. She was much better with the pistol, a very decent if not good shot. But the shots started to get astray as tears clouded her vision. She cussed again, trying to wipe the tears away with her hands, seeming to forget she still had a loaded gun in one of them.

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"What's going on?" Raven asked.

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Nic didn't interrupt Laurel while she had the loaded pistol, trusting that she wouldn't shot either of them. When the gun was empty, he walked closer to her. "... It doesn't help," he told her. It wasn't clear if he said it from observation or experience.

"I want to show you something," Wolfe repeated as they approached a boat. Yes, Wolfe was willingly getting on a boat.

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Laurel turned to look at him for the first time, "... what... helps?" she whispered, tears still on the verge of dropping.

Raven didn't say anything more, surprised Wolfe was willing to get this close to the water again so soon.

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Nic was silent for a long moment. "... Haven't found anything yet," he whispered.

Wolfe sat Raven down in a seat before going up and steering the boat with ease before bringing it up to speed, "Secure yourself," he stated, Wolfe's way of saying with was going to be a long ride.

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Laurel continued to stare at Nic as the tears started to drop, "Th... That's... n-not helpful," she informed him with a little sob.

Raven braced himself a little before realizing he had misinterpreted. He glanced back at the resort for awhile before getting a little more comfortable. After a few minutes it became difficult to hide the weariness in his face. So he tried to take a nap.

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Nic didn't say anything as he brushed a few of Laurel's tears away.

Wolfe looked back at Raven for a moment before clicking a few buttons. An overhang quickly covered the boat, sealing if off from the wind and cold air. "There are blankets in the bin beside you," he informed him.

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Laurel grabbed Nic's hand as he touched her face and pressed her cheek against his palm, squeezing her eyes shut. There was definitely something weighing heavily on her.

Raven blinked at the overhang before taking a look in the bin. He grabbed a blanket before dozing off.

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Nic didn't say anything, letting her speak if she wanted to.

It was a few hours later when Wolfe stopped the boat at a forlorn and dilapidated dock. He glanced back to see if Raven was still asleep.

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After a very long moment, Laurel whispered, "I love you..."