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<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DsOrvzpIT9CM&amp;hash=f507313c3a79a974e48612520b531ce5" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOrvzpIT9CM" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Preparation</a>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">The female heard the moment her husband shouted out; and the devastating reminder of their situation began to ring out in her mind. Shaun. Talia turned in time to catch her husband, her body barely able to stand. Talia did her level best to hold her husband and support him, thankfully she had been awake longer than he had and somehow, she managed to keep herself upright. He called their son's name again, causing pain to swell within her heart. As he framed her face, a warmth swelled within her, as did pain. They were no longer who they had been, they would never be able to go back. This was it. This was their future. The female finally collapsed with her husband, her heart breaking for the millionth time; it would never be easy, and it would never stop hurting. The pain was written over her face, it was devastating.  As Ben brought her closer, the female's gazed turned to meet his. "We will find him," her words were firm, like the steel that now worked in both of them. The way Ben repeated his words only concerned her more; he was so far gone in his pain. <br/>
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Slowly, Talia rose to help her husband to his feet. "We are going to find him, do you hear me? We've given everything. And we will continue." Talia had always felt of herself as the weaker one in the pair. Somehow, she was finding the strength to be there for her husband. He had been there for her the moment she'd found him gone, and now it was reversed. They would need one another more than ever. The blonde paused it felt like a jolt passed through her whole body. A soft gasp escaped her as she gazed toward Ben; she'd had no idea what it would feel like. Talia was already on the verge of tears for her son; but when she felt the love her husband had for her, it was more than she could handle. When he reached out for her, Talia already sank against him. Her warm, plush lips caressed and sank against his. It felt so... strange. The warmth, the heat, she could feel how it was to kiss her, how emotion took over them both during that moment. Flames of need began to lick at her; as she was sure they were doing with Ben. The need to be close, to be whole. He was her safety; he was her home. <br/>
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When Ben pulled away, Talia was able to gather her thoughts. The blonde took a slow, deep breath. "I know," she whispered softly, her orbs focused on him as she nodded to the bag he'd brought. "Here, we need to leave. We have to recover first." Talia knew the risk of running in half cocked and unprepared. They couldn't do that. They couldn't give up what they'd worked for just to be stopped before they'd begun. "Here, love," The blonde made her way to his bag, already rummaging and grabbing a fresh pair of clothes before easing it on to the bed beside them. Instead of stepping back from the emotion; Talia embraced it. He would feel the ache of losing her child, the joy she'd had when she held Shaun for the first time, the first crawl, his first walk. It was torn from her. The overwhelming pain started to simmer into fury; pure, unhindered fury. Hell hath no fury as a woman scorned, in Talia's case it was tenfold. <br/>
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The female took his new face in her hands, drawing him down toward her with an expression of pure adoration. He would feel the sheer amount of love she had for him. In that moment, he was her priority. "We are no use to Shaun if we're not strong," Her words turned tender as her son's name brought an ounce of pain to her heart. "We are going to find him. And we are going to get him back. But right now we need to prepare. We need to go home, recover, and then get out there." Her gaze never left his. There was an element of shock that remained over their changes; it was... strange. But her love didn't shift, or waver. "Put those clothes on, I'm going to take the bags and get us a taxi back. Okay?" The woman gazed toward him, her eyes searching his. Before she pulled away, she leaned up against his frame ever so slightly before pressing a light kiss to his lips. They may not have been all that close before the event, but after? Emotions had risen, true fear of losing what they had left had been made clear.<br/>
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Talia scooped up their bags, and despite her pain, she darted off toward the head desk. "Excuse me," she called out as she noticed a receptionist seated there. "Hi, we're both awake and vitals are strong. Whittmore, Ben and Talia. We need to check out, the secure ride that was promised after surgery." The woman was dressed in a white lab coat, she had black hair and seemed just in her early twenties. "Yes, of course. Take the elevator down, ground floor. It'll be waiting." It seemed all too easy. the woman picked up the phone and called the driver as Talia gazed toward her husband's room. It wasn't easy for either of them, and it was only going to get tougher. Once he joined her, the female gathered up the bags before he could and led him toward the lift. She could remember coming to the lift and taking their first meeting. It seemed a lifetime ago.<br/>
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The female slipped her fingers between his, drawing him with her as the lift doors opened. It was going to be incredibly hard for them to wait to heal, but it's what they had to do. It shouldn't take long, but it was knowing they should be out there looking for their son that was going to be the toughest part. "We're going to find him," The female whispered softly as she watched the doors close, her grip on his hand tightening; even if his arm was metal as opposed to flesh; she still clung to him. "I promise, we're going to get him back. And we're going to kill every single one of those assholes." The anger in her threatened to escape. Thankfully, the doors pinged open and a hover car waited outside as the lady mentioned it would be. It was a fairly small garage, but it was tidy. Lia threw the bags into the back as she then slid in, taking a breath as she finally let her body relax for a moment. <br/>
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