Saving Cayli

[Jay Carpenter]

Jay stuffed his bag into an overhead compartment, then offered to wedge Natalie's alongside. None of their seats were together, but Jay offered to take the one farthest to the back. He'd take the last row if it was available, just to be able to watch everyone in front of him. At least he could see wisps of golden hair. Jensen seemed at home on an airplane. Natalie likely was as well. But Jay rarely flew commercial. The last time was the flight to Morocco to interview with the Legion. He'd sat in the back row then. The instinct to do so now was no less strong. 

He watched the video of the call from Cayli on repeat, short as it was, teasing out every detail about her appearance. Skin pale, eyes frightened. He should have told her while he had the chance. She deserved to know her own fate. I'm going to save you, Cay. Just hold on a few more hours.

Jay and Jensen were both american citizens. Their return home would be uneventful, hopefully. Natalie's arrangements were only slightly more complicated given her status as a CCD member, but Ascendancy's promise was quickly fulfilled. They found her flagged as an Ambassador, with all the privileges attached. If anything, she would be welcomed, not hindered, despite the shadow of controversy following behind.

Darkness crept around the edges of his mind. He didn't intend to close his eyes, but by the time they reached cruising altitude, Jay was dead asleep.