Serena blinked, still out of it then the memory hit her. “Father…I saw him. I felt him there in the building before the bomb was about to blow…” she held her head as John said “seems there was more your background then we thought…something to look into…” 

Drake was looking down, holding his head as he was trying to hide the pain he truly was in. He was hiding the bigger part of the fight. He didn’t want to worry them. He held his side, praying that Fia didn’t notice just how deep the wound had gone. 

Bane was watching Drake, worry in his eyes. Trish moved to Chas and pulled his sleeve. “Drake isn’t okay…I sense something is wrong…his aura isn’t right.”