The world that Blade had slipped into had been hell, but it was a hell of her own doing. Directionless and lost, having never done anything in her life but follow the will of others, Blade finally was making her own choices and they were... Not good.
But she was escaping that now.
At the very least, Jude was alive.
At least that's what these 'scouts' had told her. That's how they'd found her, and his name was in the report. So she knew that, at least, Jude was out there.. .And hopefully the others too, of course.
Blade arrived to the docks, looking every bit as exhausted as she felt. She hasn't slept in what seemed like weeks. She was grateful that it was dark out, the sun already sunken into the sea.
She stepped out on the docks, empty handed and anxious. When would she get to see Jude?
Jude was beyond ecstatic. The news couldn't have come at a better time, considering that Jude had experienced one of the worst weeks of his life (not the worst, of course). He'd spent the last week scared and frustrated and angry, and then he'd woken up to his phone ringing and some very confused scout trying to figure out if Blade's name was just Blade.
Jude hadn't even woken anyone else up. He'd more or less just blurred his way down to the docks, beyond excited and furiously texting people as he headed down.
He hadn't even asked for the car, oops.
Jude parked not far from the docks, heading down, and finding... That he was early. An hour early.
By the time Blade actually showed up, Jude was asleep in the car, nodded off maybe thirty feet from where she'd been dropped off. It was late, and he was tired, and there was school in the morning.
Blade looked around but there was no familiar faces in the dim light of the docks. She looked back to the scouts that were escorting her and they didn't seem to care, since this was the norm. It was the middle of the night after all.
Part of her had hoped that Jude would've been here.
She tried not to think about it as she followed the scouts, letting them lead the way. Still, her eyes couldn't stay still, scanning her surroundings as the anxiety of the situation rattled her nerves.
Then, in a car, she saw a sleeping face.
Without thinking, Blade ran.
"Jude!" she shouted, louder than she'd spoken in a long long time. She hit the window with her fist, impatient, uninhibited as the relief of a familiar face overwhelmed her.
Jude jerked at the noise, eyes snapping open as he took a moment to catch up and remember just where he was.
The docks. Blade. Right.
And there she was, looking very much the same as she had before, banging on his window. Jude immediately popped the door, having to furiously scoot her out of the way in order to get out. But the moment she was out of the way? Jude was just throwing his arms around her. The fact that Blade had never liked hugs mattered a lot less then the fact that she was, you know, alive. Not dead. There, on the island, with all of them.
It was all a blur but next thing Blade knew she could feel the warmth of Jude's body and she realized that she was being hugged. The first one she'd ever had, and she instinctively knew that she liked it. It reminded her of her brother.
Her face felt wet.
"Jude," she said, "Yeah, I fucking made it..."
The relief that overwhelmed her emotions began to subside in place of concern. "Are you okay? Is everyone okay?"
She was crying, and Jude was... well, he didn't know. He felt relieved, at least? That she could cry. She'd never really seen her do that before, and Blade had never been big on physical interactions. On hugs. On anything like that.
"We're still friends. We still stay together. Most of us live with Officer Genovese at his house - he has spare rooms, and you can stay over. Travis lives in the dorms, if you want to do that..."
Did she even know about the school? It was hard to tell, but he glanced over his shoulder, gesturing to the car.
"It's pretty late. Do you want me to drive you back to the house? I figure you'll stay with us for at least a few days."
Jude waved her around, popping open the passenger side door before heading around to get in himself.
"So," Jude said as he started the car and got ready to go. "Me, Rory, and Janelle all live with the me from this dimension and his adoptive son Roa. Roa is really angry all the time, but you don't have to worry about him. He's pretty nice. Healing powers and all that..."
There was so much to explain.
"Broe- Paragon- you know what, I'm going to just call him Broen. Don't call him his first name, and probably better not to call him Paragon right now. He's kind of at a sore point right now. He's staying with us for a while, I don't know for how long. Officer Genovese has a really big house, so there's definitely room for you, and-"
Jude's phone binged, and he leaned over, peeking at it before wincing. He grabbed the phone, firing back a text before dropping it in the holder.
"And he's awake, apparently. So you can meet him when we get back."