"Jolon and your brother are here?" Jason said incredulously. He had heard her perfectly, but what were the chances? Probably high, his mind rationed, as Jolon was a very powerful witch, and hated Addilyn.

"Oh, I see. That sounds like a good day. Do you wish to go through the portal? Or would you rather walk the rest of the way?" Although the walk wasn't too far, around 20 miles, it wasn't a nice walk.

Addilyn shrugged, "I don't know if Destan is here. But I know that asshole has him so might as well confront him right?" Addilyn turned on the light in her closet and closed the door so she could change. Didn't want to go out and freeze to death now did she?

Jason quickly changed into something, but he was still behind Addi.

Addilyn got out of the closet just as Jason pulled on his shirt. Should she really bring him? She didn't want Jolon to use him against her. But she knew Jason wasn't going to listen anyways. He was just stubborn like that. The very thought made her smirk a tiny bit.

"Ready to go amado?" Her eyes glittered softly, sure she was scared for what was going to happen. But Jason.

Teenagers.

Addilyn hurried through the streets. Stopping every now and again to find exactly where Jolon was. Her internal compass led her directly to him.

The scene didn't register in her brain. The way that Jolon's eyes were paler than she'd ever seen them. How the powerful magic was coming from the three woman and child in front of them.

Her green eyes were only focused on the black haired boy behind Jolon.

Addilyn took off, not thinking, just wanting to have her little brother and only family other than Jason with her.

Destan was minding his own business when someone literally picked him up and hugged him close. It was a girl, maybe 14 or 15, maybe older because she was super short. She had long black hair and bright green eyes and reminded him of...himself? She was laughing, tears slipping out of her eyes. "I found you. I found you." Destan finally figured out who this girl was and his tenseness faded and he sunk into her arms. Tears running down his cheeks.

Because this was the person Andrés had told him would save Destan from this evil place.

This was his sister. Addilyn.

And... Jason?

He skidded to a stop, and gaped, open mouthed. It was him. Instinct made him gently pull Addilyn and the kid away from her crazy grandpa, even if it wouldn't do much against magic, and place himself between them, but his eyes never left the child.

The three women seemed to realize what was going on, and shared a worried look.

"Addi... not to... good.. Addi that's me."

It basically meant that the family was joined together again. Which was probably not something Jolon wanted. He growled softly, but Addilyn wasn't paying attention to him.

This of course, pissed the old man off but Addilyn didn't seem to care. She just kept Destan close and followed Jason's gaze to the LITTLE JASON. Her green eyes widened.

"Oh-oh yea. That is you. Definitely you. I don't know what to say to that. Other than the fact that's he's actually adorable. Or wait, would I be calling you adorable. This is a mess." Addilyn was holding her little brother's hand. Knowing full well she wouldn't let go for awhile yet.

Destan meanwhile was screaming inside.

Finally, someone who actually cared about him.

to explain who they were to Addilyn. The child was a surprise, though.

Little Jason did not like this. Ugly and grumpy man, sad boy, happy girl, confused man, worried mamas. It was all too confusing. Jason tugged on Mother's sleeve, who turned to Mama to take him. Mother always was colder, her mind more shut off, so he could absorb that more, and not be as overwhelmed.

Mother = Eden

Mama = Zara

Mom = Rosemary

Jolon slowly chuckled, "looks like you were lied to. Once again. Interesting how that all works huh?" His pale eyes flashed with malice and hate. He was just a horrible person.

"Hey Jolon, nice to see you again too. You know what would be in your best interests right now? Shutting the fuck up, that's what." Addilyn's eyes glimmered with anger and they flashed a pale, pale green.

Her anger was chipping away at the glamour Jolon had made a long time ago. His smirk faded, actual anger flooding his face. He never lost his cool in front of guests but Addilyn's disrespectful attitude was setting him off. Which wasn't too good.

"Watch your tone child, you should be thankful. You are absolutely worthless without me. Don't you ever forget that." Jolon's voice was tight with annoyance and anger.

Destan looked practically terrified, no one was allowed to speak to a jolon the way Addilyn so easily did. He hid behind his sister, raising his strong mental shields and doing his best to project it on to his sister. Just in case Addilyn needed it.

"First off, back the hell off. In four days I turn 17, which is adulthood here. I am not a child. Second, you're completely and entirely wrong. I've learned things you never had the guts to teach me because you knew it would raise my level higher than yours and you didn't want that did you? For example," Addilyn raised her palm and at first looked like she was going to use magic. Agee hand steamed but no flame came, then without warning, she lashed out and slapped her dear old grandfather on the cheek.

He stumbled backwards and held his cheek. Addilyn sneered as he removed his hand and a bright red burn the shape of a hand was on his face. It should hurt like actual hell, though Jolon was probably used to pain. Still, Addilyn needed to get back at him in some way.

Jolon finally stood upright and glared. "You little diablo. You have no right to touch me. I was trying to be nice in front of our guests but you just can't be nice huh? Fine, I'll play it your way," Jolon raised his hand. Most likely to snap Addilyn's mind in half like a stick.

Then Andrés arrived, in his second-in command attitude. Comforting yet stern, much like Addilyn but without the anger and fiery attitude. He spoke quietly into Jolon's ear. Worry shadowing his normal calmness. "Sir, please calm down. People are watching and we do not wish to make a scene. Please."

Jolon growled at his other grandson and shoved him. Slowly regaining his composure.

"My apologies I reacted harshly. Addilyn, we will talk later." Jolon hissed softly but Addilyn had already retreated. Carefully hiding her brother from Jolon's view.