"Not right now," Yue replied as she started to go back inside.

James shook his head as he left, "Selfish girl."

Wolfe turned as well. Soon all the neonates had gathered and were now waiting for Nic.

Nic didn't return that night or the next morning. After noon Nic slowly made his way to see if the boat he and Laurel came on was still at the dock.

It was still there, but Laurel wasn't in sight.

Nic got on the boat, but didn't leave. Instead he waited.

Laurel didn't show.

Nic kept waiting.

Seriously, she wasn't coming.

After the sun had set, Nic turned on the boat and started back for the resort.

Just as he left he heard curses being shouted, presumably at him. Definitely Laurel's voice.

Nic turned to see where it was coming from.

In the distance he could see Laurel, in a row boat. She really looked like a total mess. She was still shouting curses at him.

Nic immediately turned around and drove the boat alongside the row boat.

She was all glares but was also clearly relieved. She looked darker than she had the night before, like she'd been in the sun a lot. She was very stiff as she moved from the rowboat to their actual boat, something had exhausted her. On further observation, she'd lost her shoes and her feet were cut up.

Nic was much dirtier than the previous night and smelled almost like a trash can. He had also had a little too much sun. He put the boat into neutral as Laurel got on board. Then he suddenly walked over to Laurel and threw his arms around her in a tight hug.

Laurel was taken aback for a moment before hugging him back and burying her face in his chest.