Shadows In Durango

Chapter 85

*****Daryl's POV*****

I grab my car keys, feeling antsy now with knowing that Vincent and Sofia would be back home tonight.

I had unwillingly offered to pick them both up from the airport to which I was now fully regretting with dread for how awkward it might be...

But with my own feelings put aside, there were far more serious threats at hand and I knew that Vincent wouldn't have called me unless he was truly concerned about it either.

I walk down the hall in search of Reid and Emma, eventually finding them out in the back garden with hot drinks and blankets as they sit under the moon together.

If I hadn't have been in such a pissy mood this week, I would have cackled at the sight of Reid like this, wrapped up in a fluffy lilac blanket holding the warm mug between both hands... he was a sight for sore eyes and I just knew that Vincent would have tore him apart by now for this!

As though reading my mind since I had probably stared through him for far too long at this point, his eyes narrow in on me, presenting a 'don't even think about it' look as my lips pull upwards in to a knowing smirk.

"Cosy?" I all but say, earning a grumble from Reid as Emma glances at me in confusion.

"Very!" She chimes, smiling as I nod once and enjoy every last second of Reid's embarrassment.

"I'm leaving to pick them up, we shouldn't be too long." I inform them both, as Emma's eyes seem to light up at the mention of Sofia being home soon.

"Great, we will wait up!" She smiles brightly, as Reid takes another drink from his mug which causes me to chuckle this time before I walk off.

Despite being in a terrible mood, I knew that I would have my laugh about this later, that was for sure!

I head out in to the driveway, the cool night air doing nothing to ease the tension building up in my chest. My car's headlights flash as I unlock it, and I climb inside, gripping the steering wheel for a moment before starting up the engine. The hum of the engine is steady, but my thoughts are anything but...

It wasn't just about picking up Vincent and Sofia - it was about everything that had gone down between us only days ago which all resulted exactly as I had feared - with putting Sofia in danger!

now, whatever mess Vincent had gotten himself into was all working hand in hand to make me more pissed off and yet, despite all of that, I was still the one driving to go get

and never fully

night, giving me time to think as I made my way

to texting when she was spending time with Vincent. But seeing her tonight? I wasn't

pulled into the short-term parking area, killing the engine and leaning

they wouldn't be much longer. I quickly retrieve my phone, sending my location to Vincent, watching it show as 'delivered' which meant he had service. And with another ten minutes of waiting, there they were, walking towards my car - Vincent holding both of their bags and acting

looked tired, like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders

door to step out, and for a second, our

they approached, his voice level but a bit more strained than

things

awkwardness settle in as Sofia stayed

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loaded, we all piled into the car. Vincent took the front

to cut with a knife. It wasn't until we were

back," he said, his tone

say. But I knew one thing for

to keep my words curt not knowing how

clever, then he would have left out the scary shit to save her the

clearly telling me with his tone that he wasn't willing to discuss it further with Sofia in the

agreed with the decision. It

only by the hum of the car's

she wasn't

felt off — more controlled than usual, like he was holding back some serious shit from

him well enough to recognise when he was on edge, and tonight, he

slightly, though not by much. I killed the engine and stepped out, helping with their bags again without saying much. Vincent gave me a tight nod of appreciation