Shadows of the past

length away from me. "Now that's not nice. W

ised my gun. With it aimed straight at his he

ow you don't want to cause

h then that this

is blue eyes twinkling with amusement and threat. He dropped his voice to a whi

me. By the smirk on his face, he knew the truth, even if I did

harm and they make for an awful conversation piece." At that, his hands whipped out and he disarmed me. H

s around his middle. He looked surprised, but pleased nonetheless. That is, until I pulled my

jacket and pulled the dart gun out of its holster. Narrowing my eyes at him, I grabbe

eans pocket. I cocked my eyebrow as he put his hand on my hip. Then, he slid his hand down and lifted my leg so his hand was at the back of

ground next to us. "What do you need so many weapo

asn't five years old. Instead, I kicked my leg out, swiping his feet out from under him. He hit the ground wit

o him. He then rolled over me so that he was on top of me, his hands on eithe

ith my other hand. His arm buckled and I rolled over so that I was above h

pinned beneath me. I flicked my hair out of my face and looked down at

ke old times. He looked back at me, his face one of awe. "G

ook a couple steps back from Finn. He propped himself up on his elbows and ga

into place, he stood up and walked back to the front door, nodding at Ezra on the way. He paused as the door opened. He looked back f