"Kal will tell them," Harry said and guided Brooklyn through the house, acting like a shield for Brooklyn.

Brooklyn took a long breath when they got outside. It was nice to breath fresh air instead of smokey, sweaty, hot air.

Harry's hand went to the small of Brooklyn's back and they walked down the path and across the road to Harry's car. He opened the door for Brooklyn and helped her in. He then reached over and secured her seatbelt.

Brooklyn rubbed her eyes and kicked off her shoes. Harry slid into the drivers seat and turned the engine on.

"Cold?" He asked and Brooklyn nodded. "The alcohol must be...