Dun Dun DUN!!! Di tells Alia if anything goes wrong, run! Got it! Diana kicks the door in, driving it and whomever was trying to open it into the opposite wall. Diana sizes him up- large male form, broad shouldered, quick reflexes, stronger than she thought. Di manages to pin him face down, a firm grip on his arm.
Alia’s trying to get her attention; Diana’s got everything under control- whomever sent him sent a weakling. Alia starts laughing- that weakling is my brother. Really? Yeah, really. Now that Diana’s looking at him- same brown complexion, dark liquid eyes, shaved head- the resemblance was striking. Ok, then.
Why’d you attack me? You attacked me! Ok, she had- but you’re breaking into our room. I’m looking for my sister- who the hell are you? Diana lets him up, and Jason suddenly draws a gun from an ankle holster. You should’ve searched me first… and Di has disarmed and him up against the wall.
Easy- I was just making a point! Hey- how’d you find us, anyway? Burner phone in every bug out bag; followed the signal after I checked out the car alarm. Alia looks embarrassed; guess she knew about the phone. Di lets go, but pats him down this time, giving us our first brief instance of sexual tension.
Bro & Sis hug, then Jason chews Alia out for going missing- it’s been a week! A week?- hey, when was the last full moon? Almost a month ago; they had less than a week to make it to the spring.
Jason’s berating Alia while Di chimes in that Alia contacted Jason behind her back. Or at least knew he’d be able to find her and didn’t say anything. Who the heck are you, again? I’m Diana, Princess of… Prince, Diana Prince!- yeah, that’s it! Alia explains about the explosion; Jason’s glad Diana brought her back safely, but she shouldn’t have gone! All I wanted was a normal life! We’re not normal and you know it! We’re targets, we don’t have that luxury. Di sticks up for Alia; Jason’s had about enough of this girl.
Jason wants them to leave but Diana points out that the attack happened after he talked to Alia and told his people where she was. Crap, you’re right! Sorry, but it’s not about your family- Alia’s the real target here. What? She’s a Warbringer. How do you know that word? Hey- how do YOU know that word? It’s was in Mom & Pop’s papers. WHAT?!? 119 pages.