***Austin***
"You took conventional transport?" Ollie asks in disbelief as I finish my walk up the long driveway to the house.
"Ella's tree isn't quite inside the confines of the London headquarters. There were too many humans around it and the meeting was entirely about the exposure that James has incurred. It seemed a little counterproductive," I reply as I enter the front door.
"Serena is awake," Ollie tells me as we walk down the corridor.
"I know, I'll be heading to the hospital shortly. She's breathing on her own now but she is asleep," I reply as I open the door to the kitchen diner. I am not expecting to see James and his bodyguard Richie sat at the dining table with mugs.
"James, it's good to see you; how are you doing?" I ask, having not seen him since colliding in the corri
