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Karina knew that their version of date night was different than other couplesâ but at least they werenât robbing banks or committing crimes. When Angeline and Indi were together, she was pretty sure that they were responsible for many of these unsolvable crimes, but she never brought it up because of how their children looked at them so lovingly. âIt will be. Weâre the couple who cannot die.â She liked to believe that they were the strongest together and against their enemies, extremely lethal. Karina looked up at Gray and tilted her head at him. âOk, so if they are here⌠youâre going to have to tell me where because I donât see them⌠and sometimes,â she lowered her voice to a whisper, âI like it when you tell me what to do.â She reached over to grab a fistful of his shirt to pull him down but before she could give him a kiss, she spotted a small device right between them. Its lights blinked at them. âThat canât be good.â
"We've been defying death for awhile now," Gray admitted as he could recall many near death experiences and actual deaths. There were many times when even he couldn't even lie to say it was because he was that good; as much as his luck turned soured, it seemed he was just as lucky as he was unlucky. He turned to face Karina with a smirk, "The River Styx must be tired of waiting for us to finally take that ride." Although, with the amount of trouble that had befell him and his team within the Dome, he was hoping that his luck would continue to save them - especially when his lucky charm was standing in front of him. He looked over to her as she spoke and smirked as her hands grabbed a fistful of his shirt. As he leaned in for that kiss, the unknown device between the popped up. Gray didn't need to be Micah to know that this was a bomb. "Shit," he muttered he reached for Karina and pulled her to him before he tried to roll them both out of the way. If there were devices like this being put between them, he knew their cover was already blown.
"Tch," he muttered. As he stabilized him, he closed his eyes and focused everything on his sense of hearing. One, two, three ..., he counted the movement of the people around them, "Six, seven, eight. There's eight right now. I can't tell if they're people or Atlanteans." Then again, differentiating between people and Atlanteans was not something anyone could do easily. Even if he was a vampire. He frowned, "They're cockblocking me." A short laugh came from him, "We need to take care of them quickly, before they drag back-up in."

















