"Athena!" I heard Dean yell from the guest room. I was sitting next to Damian on the couch and we were all listening to Patrick talking about his school life. My eyes widened when I realized that Dean might have already noticed that his keys were missing. The next thing I knew, Dean was running down the stairs and he was now standing in front of me while breathing heavily. He bent then rested his hands on his knees and he took a deep breath before standing properly. I smiled sheepishly when I saw the glares that he was sending in my direction.
"What?" I asked, faking innocence.
"Where are my keys?" He asked, sounding exasperated. I shrugged then leant my head on Damian's shoulder. I felt Damian tense next to me, then slowly he relaxed. He most probably thought that I was going to be dist
