Alex shrugged, "You really haven't been a bother at all. Michael is working on finding a safe place for you guys to go to, by the way. Do you have any input or plans?"

A sudden quietness entered the room. To tell or not to tell. Brax was expected not to but maybe, well he trusted Alex. "We were planning on heading over to Mexico. Most of us at least." He said this for Jason's group. That was none of his business.

Alex blinked her unseeing eyes. "Oh? Our aunt has many acres near the border, if you need to stay there for a bit. I'll tell Michael, and give you her address." Then, with a bit of stumbling over her rushed words, Alex added, "You don't need to say anything more. You guys shouldn't trust some random strangers that much."

Brax released a small sigh of relief before saying a quick "thank you." Zane, Al, Amika and Kaitlyn were eating on on the floor with small smiles. "We appreciate your help Alexandria."

"Call me Alex. That's what my friends call me. I'll leave you guys alone, and there is cake downstairs, if you want any." With those words, she slipped out the door with a little wave and a smile.

Within seconds Zane had jumped up and was looking at Brax for permission to get cake. He. Loved. Cake. Brax smiled lightly and Zane booked it for the cake. No one else moved and Brax went over to the others to eat

Alex was downstairs eating her own slice of cake, her movements perfected over years of practice.

Zane slid into the kitchen with a bright smile. Looking up at Alex with an innocent expression. "It's okay if I have a piece right? Umm Zane by the way, I never really introduced myself sorry."

"Sure! Be my guest. There should be a knife out, and the plates are in the pantry. If you want some water, there are bottles in the fridge," Alex guestured towards the fridge and pantry, a small smile on her face, "And it's all fine. I'm Alexandria, or Alex."

"Thank you!" Zane smiled and even his voice was light. He grabbed a plate and water and a fork and knife.