Alpha Leo's POV.
The drive into the heart of New Orleans which is the french quarter is in silence, I won't say the silence is comfortable, it's strained with tension caused by things left unsaid, things that neither of us are ready to talk about so we just stay in the silence.
I don't know what happened on the plane or why I went off on her like that, it's just that I suddenly realised that the closer we get to finding a cure, the closer we get to Lena and the kids leaving and that is something I do not want to happen.
“The city is really beautiful.” Lena says as she stares out her window.
“Yes it is, it's alive with culture, they always have some kind of celebration, remembrance or feast everyday and then at night at when it really comes alive.” I tell her.
“Maybe one day when
