Tristan sat silently as they drove and drove, just waiting to reach their destination already. The sooner they did, the sooner he got to see her. He tried to keep his mind busy by thinking of things other than just how long the stupid drive was taking. Knowing them, they were likely taking whatever long route there was just to spite him. He wasn’t going to say anything about it though. They probably wanted him to, just to know that they were getting under his skin. Even when one made a comment to him, he kept his mouth shut. They could say whatever the hell they wanted to to him; as long as he got to go where they were suppose to take him, he would be good.
It seemed like hours in the car, just driving and driving. Was she really that far away? It wasn’t helping that he couldn’t see a single thing through the bag they put over his face. But still, he remained quiet. And eventually, the car came to a halt, and his heartbeat picked up. Were they finally there? Grabbing a hold of Tristan, they pulled him out of the car and began to walk him forward. He didn’t like having to trust them to be his eyes, but there wasn’t much he could do about it. After some maneuvering (and what he figured was intentional collisions with particularly sharp things), he heard the sound of a door opening, and he was ushered inside. Only then, did they begin to untie his hands and pull the bag off of his head.
Tristan squinted his eyes against the bright light of the little room. Was this where she had been staying? It looked… homey. Aside from the initial brightness of everything, it looked cozy and inviting. With bright yellow walls and fairly plush looking furniture, he was taken back by just how nice it seemed. But at the same time, he was glad for it. She was living comfortably. Which meant things were too bad for her, were they? He just wanted her to be safe. “Stay here.” one of the men who had taken him, he quickly identified as Sean, walked down the hallway. He stood there anxiously, a giant grin stretching over his face at the sight of a little girl running towards him.
“Tristan!” his eight year old little sister called out, nearly crashing into him in a hug. He leaned down and picked her up in his arms easily, holding her in a tight hug. “Happy birthday Bri.” Tristan kissed the side of her head gingerly, happy just to see her again. It had been months since he’d even been allowed to speak to his baby sister, and now he got to see her again. He knew their mother would be so happy to know that she was okay. He would have to call her as soon as he got back to Olympus. “I missed you.” she spoke happily, grinning right back at him as she did so. “I missed you too munchkin.” He missed her more than anything in the world.
”Where’s mommy?” Brianna asked, and his face fell just a bit as he set her back down on the ground. “Mom couldn’t make it today. But she told me to tell you happy birthday and that she loves and misses you so much.” Tristan had tried, to get them to allow their mother to come too, but they hadn’t gone for it. It was him or none, and he wasn’t going to pass up getting to see her again. “Now, what do you want to do for your birthday?” he tried to cheer her up, another grin spreading across her face. She smiled back at him before grabbing a hold of his hand and pulling him over to one of the couches. “We’re going to have a movie day with Sarah! And then she said we can have cake and ice cream.” Brianna beamed up at him, clearly happy with the idea.
“She wants to watch the Disney Princess films.” a soft voice came from down the hall, and Tristan immediately looked up to find his cousin standing in the door frame of the hallway. His face immediately fell flat at the sight of her, and she tried to smile at him. “Sarah.” he acknowledged her presence with a nod before turning back to his baby sister. He wanted nothing to do with her. “Which one do you want to put in first?” he questioned Brianna, ignoring the fact that Sarah had come and sat down on the opposite side of her. “The Little Mermaid’s my favorite.” She said, handing him the DVD. Tristan smiled and quickly agreed to put it in, returning to his seat promptly after as it began to play.