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Chapter 287

Chapter 287

Chapter 219

**Josie’s POV**

Luke is nervous, despite his brave face, | can feel it through the bond. | want to talk to him about it, to tell him

how proud and grateful we all are that he is willing to do this for our daughter, but | know he would be offended

by that because | would be if any of my guys thankedfor trying to find my own daughter. As far as he is

concerned, finding Harper, no matter the cost is his responsibility as much as it is mine.

When we go downstairs after showering, my mum is already in the kitchen cooking up a feast.

“That smells amazing,” Theo groans as the smell of bacon engulfs us.

“I'm suddenly starving.” Axel says as he jumps straight into action to help, getting plates from the cupboard and

setting the table.

“Good morning, Mum. Thanks for doing this,” | gesture to the food she has prepared.

“Good morning. There's no need to thank me. | need to help, and if that’s the only skill | can offer, then so be it.

At least | feel like I'm doing something to contribute,” she smiles.

“Mum, just your presence is enough. You don’t have to do anything to prove yourself as helpful,” | reassure,

hating that she feels useless because she doesn’t have gifts like the rest of us.

“I know, Dear, but it helpsfeel a part of the team. Besides, you all need to eat, so someone has to do it, and

I'm happy to take the role.”

“Okay,” | nod. “Is Robert up yet?” | ask.

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“Yes, he’s out the back drinking tea. You'd think he hadn't seen the sun for years by the way he was desperate to

get out there,” She comments, and | just shrug. | don’t think it’s wise to tell her where he has been all these

years and why.

The guys are busy helping my mum and Luke is making us coffee, so | step outside to join Robert on the patio.

“How are you feeling?” | ask as | take a seat beside him.

“Better than | have felt in years,” he smiles,

“Any signs of your gifts returning yet?” | ask.

“Yes, | feel them building within me. | should be at full strength soon,” he nods.

“How did you find out you had the tumour? You must have had symptoms for someone to check for it.”

“Headaches mostly. They becincreasingly worse. Sometimes | lose my eyesight, but I'm used to it now. | can

cope

most of the time. | think breathing fresh air helps,” he explains, drawing in a deep breath.

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“Letsee if | can help at all. There's no need for you to suffer if we can stop it,” | offer, moving closer to him

and holding my hand up to his head. He givesa nod and call up my healing light, pouring it into him where

he

needs it.

Healing is not my strong point, but it's usually enough to fix minor injuries. In emergency circumstances, | can do

more, but it completely drains me, leavingincapacitated while | recover the lost energy.

“Thank you, my headache has lessened,” Robert says when pull my hand away.

“Can someone see if Dot and Art are available? I'd like them to give Robert a healing session. | know he will need

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weeks of healing to fix this, but if we can relieve sof h symptoms now, he will have more chance at

recovering Harper,” | say into the mind link

“I'll call Dot,” Mace responds.

A couple of hours later, we have all eaten breakfast and Dot Art and another young healer have all done a short

healing session on Robert. He looks so much brighter and has a little more energy about him. I'm not sure if it's

because his gifts have fully returned, the healing, his freedom or his acceptance that he is going to live, or a

combination of all of these things, but he seems like a different man.

There's a spark in his eyes that wasn’t there before and an air of happiness about hirm that is certainly affecting

my mum. I'm sure if she wasn’t in love with Frank, she'd certainly be expressing an interest in Robert.

Deacon drops my mum and Freya off at our house in Greys realm for the day because there's no way I'm leaving

them in the house the rogues had attacked us in unguarded Then we port to the military headquarters.

We decide that Robert will port Deacon and Axel to Cornelies’ place first. His gifts are fully restored by now, but

he is out of practice after years of being powerless, so porting seven people is probably not the best way to ease

him back into it. Once they confirm Cornelius’ belongings are there, D will return for the rest of us.

| watch as Robert, Deacon and Axel disappear in front of my eyes, a sight I'm still not used to, even after all

these years. Tense seconds pass before Deacon speaks into the mind link

We are here, the place looks like it's been untouched for a significant amount of time,” D says, and | blow out a

relieved breath.

“How is Robert looking?” | ask.

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“He's fine, doesn’t seem at all affected by the port,” Deacon responds.

“There is still stuff here, but Robert thinks someone has been and taken sof it,” Axe says.

“What about the journal and the branding kit?” | ask, knowing they are probably the most important items we

need.

“He’s looking, I'm coming to pick you up now,” Deacon says, appearing in front of us a moment later.

We port into what looks like one of the mud huts I've only ever seen in history books. It smells earthy, and the air

is thick.

“Are we underground?” Theo asks, placing a hand on the mud and clay wall.

“Yes, that is why no one can find this place unless they have been ported here by someone who has been here

before,” Robert confirms as he digs through an old-looking trunk.

“This is very clever, using molecular manipulation to create an underground cavern that can only be accessed by

porting. No one would ever find it,” Mason says as he studies the space.

“What if they're still doing this? What if those abandoned sites we have been searching are just the tip of the

iceberg, so to speak? We could have been standing right on top of them with no idea they were just a few metres

below our feet,” Luke says, and a heavy silence falls over our group.

If he is right, finding Harper just beca lot harder.

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