I gaped at Gabriel as he looked around at the gathered people, clearly nervous, but holding his place as he waited for me to respond. I drew a breath while the leader of the remains of her race stumbled and fell with a wail of despair.
"Gabriel." I skirted the others who shuffled forward toward the now empty car, coming to my son's side. My hands gripped his upper arms a little tighter than I intended and I shook him, ever so softly. "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see." His whisper told me he regretted his decision. "What happened here?"
I released my grip on him, turned him around, began to leave. We had to go, quickly, before the leader and her people came after us. Not that I was worried we'd be harmed, but because I could barely deal with them myself, let alone protect Gabr
