Help Me Out Here

Okay, right now I'm kinda at a cross-roads here. You see, my schedule is booked for most of June, save for the weekends. I've already prepared a story set for that month that I will update twice a week, once on Sunday, then on Friday. So, until then, I could send them on another mission, but I really don't have many short, pre-written missions to use. I'm leaving it up to my readers. Should I write a story that may not be concluded by the time I have to ship off to camp, or hold off on all missions until June. I've tried to plan it out so there are exactly two posts per week, but I could space it out so that it starts now and only has one post a week. Your choice.
P.S. I have a small problem with my story, because it has a section that rather depressing. I could leave it out, but that might make the story shorter. It's titled "Tiny Talon".

Science Lesson

TrailBlaiser lounges on a scarlet sofa, typing away at a computer. RiverFlyte leans on the arm, watching her. "Whatcha doin'?" he asks. 
"Helping DragonFyre" she replies, not taking her eyes off the screen. 
"With what?"
"Her end-of-the-year biology project that she waited until the last second to do." she sighs. She twists to face him. "Do you have any idea how many phyla there are in the kingdom Animalia?" RiverFlyte shrugs.
"No. Why would I care?" TrailBlaiser turns back to the computer.
"Exactly! If that girl hadn't written me into existence, I wouldn't help her. But no, I have to finish her report for her just because I'm the fictional alter-ego of a procrastinator!" She pounds the keys furiously. 
"Well, you think I can distract you from that for a moment?"he offers. She slams the laptop closed. 
"Please!" She knocks some notes and textbooks off the sofa. RiverFlyte plops down beside her. "So what's on your mind?" RiverFlyte takes a deep breath. 
"It's the last mission. We could have seriously altered my realm in ways we couldn't foretell. Leo, what if the change could alter my real to much that I would never become a Realm Traveler? What if i never met my real parents, or never became Marica's apprentice? What if I died in the snow while guarding the Wizard Tower?" TrailBlaiser kisses him on the cheek. 
"Sep, you're still here. Therefore, nothing changed. If something had drastically changed in the fabric of your realm when we saved Juno and Sparrow, then the realm would have reverted back to it's original form and they would have died anyway. After which, Aslan would put my powers on probation and woul be watching my every move. And because that didn't happen, I'd say everything's just fine." She kisses him full on the mouth. "Now, ask me a hard question, like, how the heck am I supposed to finish this report by Thursday morning?!" RiverFlyte lets out a sigh of relief. 
"While you're doing this, can you tell me what SpitFyre would be classified as?" TrailBlaiser smiles and opens the laptop back up. 
"Kingdom Animalia, Phylum Chordata, Class Mythonium, Order Reptilian, Family Pyro, Genus Draco, Species Magyka. Come on, fantasy I got, real world, not a clue." 

Mission Accomplished

Moments after the throne room disappears from Juno's vision, she's surrounded by thick, tall trees and four teenagers, dusting off sparkling dust. One of the girls looks to the leader. "TrailBlaiser?" she asks. The leader acknowledges her. "Did we just disrupt the fabric of the universe?"  The boy high-fives TrailBlaiser. 
"Like a boss, we did!" he exclaims. Juno squints at the boy, trying to figure why he looks familiar. 
"Are you one of the Heap's boys?" she asks. The boys freezes up. 
"TrailBlaiser, you wanna take that one?" he asks. TrailBlaiser shakes her head. "Swiftwind, Rabbitleap, help me out here? What do I say? I can't lie, but I can't tell her!" Sparrow stands up. 
"Of course he's a Heap boy. Look at his hair. Is it not exactly like Sarah's? It makes sense. Sarah's daughter is not her own, but she did have a child. This must be her child. Her real child." The boy's jaw drops. 
"Dang." TrailBlaiser sighs. "He's good." Sparrow ignores her.
"What's your name, kid?" Sparrow asks him.
"Er, Septimus, sir." he stutters. Juno looks at them incredulously.
"We almost got shot by an assassin, teleported to the middle of the Forest, and you choose to ask the boy's name, not, oh, I don't know, how the heck did we just get here?!" Juno shrieks. TrailBlaiser helps her to her feet. 
"Okay, first, stop screaming. You'll wake the wolverines. Or make me mad. The latter is worse." she sighs.
"Trust her. She got mad at me once, and I still have nightmares about it." Sep adds. TrailBlaiser ignores him. 
"My friends and I got you here using a secret form of Magyk bestowed upon us by a higher power. We saw that you were in danger, and saved your lives. All three of you." Juno holds her waist. 
"Are- are you angels?" Sep and TrailBlaiser exchange looks. 
"Yes." Swiftwind answers. "We saved you because we are the stewards of stories. Yours' is a story that we could not allow to end." TrailBlaiser does a double-take. 
"Whoa. I really could not have said that any better. I would promote you for speech skills, but you can't get any higher than Elemental." She turns back to Juno and points west. "The Castle's that way. We've got a new home for you in the Ramblings overlooking the Moat. And I promise you the the Supreme Custodian will never find you again." She puts her hands on Juno and Sparrow. A bright red light flashes over them for an instant, the fades. "There, you are blessed with an eternal Safeguard. Similar to the one we contain." Septimus takes TrailBlaiser's hand. "We must take our leave. Long live the Princess." The four teens disappear in a burst of rainbow light. 

Agent TrailBlaiser, RiverFlyte, Swiftwind, and Rabbitleap flash into RTHQ. The other agents watch them expectantly. A wide smile crosses TrailBlaiser's face. "Mission Accomplished!" she cries in joy. 

Intervention

Juno's thrown onto the floor of the throne room, where the Supreme Custodian glares down at her from the throne. "Well, what do you have to say for yourself? You will be put to death anyway, so speak freely." Sparrow spots his wife.
"No! Spare her! It was me! It was my idea!" he screams. He runs over to her and holds her.
"Sparrow, you know we can't win this battle. I know when I'm defeated, you should do the same." Juno looks up at the Supreme Custodian. "My only request is that my child lives. Let me bring my child into the world, before you take me out of it." Sparrow searches her eyes for any clues of a clever plan to escape. 

TrailBlaiser sits on the edge on her seat, whispering under her breath, "The good guy wins, the good guy wins, the good guy wins." 

The Supreme Custodian contemplates her request. Suddenly, Linda Lane bursts through the doors. "Your Majesty! We've found her! Jenna Heap IS the Queenling! Dispatch the assassin!" 
"No!" Juno shrieks. She breaks away from Sparrow and charges at Linda. "You tricked me! Traitor! Long live the Princess! Long live the Princess!" The assassin steps out of the shadows behind the Supreme Custodian. 
"What are my orders, sir?" The Supreme Custodian points to Juno. 
"Kill the enemy spies first." he commands. The assassin takes aim. 

"Now, TrailBlaiser?!" Sep begs. TrailBlaiser pauses the story, therefore the Realm. 
"Yes, now! That pause will only last for a few moments! RiverFlyte, SwiftWind, Rabbitleap, come with me!" TrailBlaiser rips a portal through the air and leaps through it. The Realm Travelers she called follow her. The remaining agents watch the screen anxiously as they appear in the story.

Juno barely has time to register anything as four teenagers appear out of a shimming ring of iridescent ice and diamonds. She watches in astonishment as one girl, apparently the leader, waves her hand in front of her in a sweeping arc. A wall of glimmering red dust comes between them and the assassin. The other teens preform similar motions, each with a different color of dust: blue, green, and white, to create a solid wall of Magyk. The assassin fires, but the bullet merely bounces off the force field. The leader of the group charges at the assassin with a sword of red stone. The only boy calls to her. "No! We can't change the story anymore! The mission is to save them! Jenna's fine!" The blood lust slowly fades from the girl's eyes. In an act of fury, she thrusts her sword into the marble floor, creating a bright light the erupts from the spot where it struck. She whirls to face Juno as the other teenagers wave their hands over Sparrow and Juno. All that's left in the room when Linda, the assassin and The Supreme Custodian can see again is a sprinkling of colored dust.   

Watching a Book

Sparrow looks at his Juno as they wind through the many twisting roads of the Ramblings. She stops in front of a green door with the numbers: 142. "This is it?" she whispers. 
"Yeah. Told you I could provide." Juno kisses him on the cheek. 
"Of course you can, but I had a pretty good job on my own, you know, being a-" she looks around and lowers her voice, "spy." Sparrow opens the door. A fire crackles merrily in a stone oven, loaves of bread and a kettle of stew sit on a wooden table. Juno smiles. "Wow, someone must like me." Sparrow sweeps her into his arms. 
"I wouldn't have married you if I didn't." Sparrow kisses her passionately.

A chorus of "Aw!"s comes from the congregation of Realm Travelers watching the story as it streams. Terrance, Wes, and Sep exchange looks. "You serious?" Terrance asks. 
"Do we really have to watch  this?" Wes complains. Sep shrugs. 
"Well, we watched 300 last week. We might as well let the girls have this one chick flick." Sep explains. Sapphire prods TrailBlaiser, who's totally engrossed in the story. 
"Um, what's this rated?" she asks. TrailBlaiser breaks away from the story for a moment.
"Huh? What? Er, it's a story, not a movie, therefore it hasn't been rated." Sapphire glances at the screen..
"Maybe it should be." TrailBlaiser realizes where the story is going. She chokes on her popcorn. 
"Ferret!" she exclaims as she skips the rest of the chapter. 
"And it was just getting good!" Terrance complains. TrailBlaiser glares at him. 
"Death. That is what you will get if I ever hear that come out of your mouth again." Terrance holds his hands up in defense. 
"It's not like I said anything bad." TrailBlaiser looks at Sep. 
"You're training him, right?" Sep nods. "Okay, next lesson, the Good Book. Teach it." TrailBlaiser glares at Terrance then rolls her eyes. "Teenage boys. Terrible beings." A chorus of "Amen!" follows her comment. "Okay, here we go, a part suitable for Sapphire." 

Juno stands outside her home, talking with a neighbor. "So you used to be a nurse?" the neighbor asks. 
"Yep. It was a great job at the time, but I fell in love and just decided I wanted  a family more." The neighbor gestures to Juno's bulging midsection. 
"I'd say you're well on your way to that!" she jokes. Sparrow comes up behind Juno. He tips his hat to the young woman she's talking to. 
"Evening, Miss Lane. You look lovely tonight." She smiles at him. 
"Thank you, sir." Juno hugs her neighbor. 
"Well, I should probably be fixing dinner then. Talk with you tomorrow, Linda." Linda hugs her back. Juno and Sparrow go inside.

"TrailBlaiser? Should we worry?" Sep asks. 
"No. Linda can't know-" she trails off.

Linda Lane runs up to the Palace. She reaches the Supreme Custodian.
"What news have you for me?" he demands. Linda bows.
"I think I know what happened to those Young Army boys. Thanks to Cadet Officers 5 and 9." The Supreme Custodian sits up straighter in his throne. "The nurse, called Juno. And Cadet Officer 7. I suggest you take them in for questioning." 

"Worry now?" Sep asks. TrailBlaiser shakes her head.
"No, this is your Realm. In your Realm, the good guy always wins. Somehow." 

Mixed Emotions

As the sun breaks the horizon, Juno barely feels it's warmth. A Sister wraps a blanket around her shoulders. "I just don't understand." Juno thinks aloud. "It was almost perfect. And then, everyting came apart." The Sister smiles at her.
"What did you expect? When were you going to tell him?" she reasons. Juno shrugs.
"Maybe after we were married and had a few children. Then he'd have a legal and moral obligation to stay." The Sister looks at her disdainfully. "What? It made sense in my mind."
"And now that you've said it out loud?" Juno examines her boots.
"It sounds really stupid and naive and he's totally in the right to be mad at me for tricking him." The Sister taps the top of her nose.
"Bingo. But, hey, you're young, you've got you're whole life ahead of you, and you're pretty. Maybe Sparrow isn't the one. I know that when I was your age, I fell in love with a handsome young carpenter's boy. He said he'd love me forever and that I would have everything I wanted." Juno perks up.
"What happened?"
"He ran off with a Trader girl a few years back. Haven't seen him in years. Not that I want to, after that. Besides," she holds out her left hand, on which is a dazzling silver ring, "I married a Manuscriptorium scribe."  Juno smiles at her, but it doesn't last long.
"Wait, you're married, and you're in the Sisterhood... you lost a son, didn't you?" The Sister tenses up.
"Yes, I did. But, I'd rather not speak of it." The Sister tries to put on a brave face. "Well, I think Sparrow's had enough time, why don't you go talk to him?" Juno looks at her skeptically, but eventualy gives up. Juno slowly makes her way over to Sparrow.
"What do you want?" he growls. Juno takes a deep breath.
"I came to apologize, and explain." She waits in silence for a few moments.
"Fine. Explain away." Sparrow sighs.
"Thank you. Look, I'm sorry for tricking you like that. But I did it all to help the children. Our Sisterhood is a secret organization with no goal other than to bring down the Young Army." she lowers her voice. "Sparrow, the Young Army hurt us, all of us. They took away our sons, nephews, brothers, cousins, and grandsons. They tooks my newborn brother right out of my mother's arms." Sparrow closes his eyes. "Please, you must believe me." she pleads. 
"So, you do it for revenge?" he asks.
"No, we do it for-" she's cut off by the excited sqeal of the Sister who had spoken with her.
"Collin?!" the Sister squeaks, "Oh my little boy!" she wraps her arms around a very confused boy who very closely resembles the Sister.Juno smiles and notes Sparrow's expression.
"That's why we do it." Sparrow looks at her. "Because, 'what if they were our sons?'" Sparrow lets out a light laugh.
"Are you gonna hold that over my head, now?" Juno shrugs.
"I might. It makes a pretty good motto for our cause, doesn't it?" Sparrow grabs Juno's hand, pulls her near him and kisses her passionatly.
"Yes, I think it does." He kisses her again. "Juno?" he sighs, in between kisses.
"Yes?" 
"I'm sorry for calling you 'Wizard filth.'" 
"It's okay. What else would I expect from someone who's been trained to hate Wizard's?" They continue to kiss for several more moments.
"Will you marry me?"Juno stops, and looks into his eyes. 
"Yes." she sighs, "Yes!" Sparrow holds her tightly and continues kissing her. A Sister glances at them.
"Hey!" she calls, "Come up for air sometime, okay?" Juno laughs.
"Well, if I die, I rather die in your arms."  

The Escape

Juno leans against the clinic wall, waiting for Sparrow to arrive. The new moon and cloudy sky cast little light onto the ground. Perfect. No one will see us. She hears foot steps and shrinks into the shadows. The tall figure of Sparrow emerges, with nearly ten boys behind him. "Juno?" he calls into the darkness.
"I'm here, Sparrow." she whispers. He spots her as she moves out of the shadows. Her black dress raggedly cut up to her knees, with solid black leggings and black boots completely disguising her in the night. It takes Sparrow a moment to recognize her. Once he does, he leads the boys to her. She sizes them up. "Good." she breathes. "Boys 310 through 325, right?" Sparrow nods.
"The ones that weren't lost to the Forest or Moat, anyway." Juno flinches at his words.
"Well, not yet. Because, according to the Young Army records, the boys have all died on a highly unsuccessful Night Forest Training Mission tonight." Sparrow looks at her blankly. "My aunt was also in on this plan. She got Catchpole drunk enough to let her into the official records. She's good at what she does." Juno leads them all a little ways into the woods, toward the edge of the camp, well out of everyone's sight. Halfway through the trail, one little boy speak up.
"Aren't we past the boundaries? The Forest Witch Coven will surely eat us now." Juno looks at him. 
"That's what they tell you will happen?" Juno whispers.
"Yes. We were told that the Coven put a Spell on this ground." Sparrow explains. Juno shakes her head. 
"But the Coven's territory isn't anywhere near here. They're on the west side of the Castle. We're on the east." Sparrow and the boys stare at her blankly. "They've been lying to you, blatantly." Suddenly, a voice shouts in the distance. Juno curses under her breath. "We've been spotted. Battle silence!" she whispers. The boys close their mouths tightly and run after Juno. She leads them to the Moat, where one of the Sister's Resistance stands waiting on a boat. More women pour out from the vessel and help the boys onboard. When the last one has boarded, Juno turns to Sparrow. "Get on. Now." she orders. Sparrow nods and jumps onto the boat. Dozens of men carrying torches burst out of the woods, eyes blazing in fury. 
"You!" one man yells. Another man dashes toward her, dagger in his hand. 
"Juno!" Sparrow cries from the boat. Juno blocks out his voice. She mutters a Spell. An eruption of smoke blocks her from the mens' vision, and she leaps onto the boat. The Sisters look at her other nervously. Sparrow stares at her, uncomprehnding.
"You- you're a- Wizard?" he breathes. Juno reaches for him, but her backs away. "Wizard filth!" he cries. Juno's grows pale. "You tricked me into falling for you, didn't you?!"
"No! Well, at first, but, then I found out I actually was in love with you. That I am in love with you." Sparrow shakes his head. 
"Your words mean nothing. What, you only helped them escape to you could, use Spells on them?!" Juno shakes her head.
"No, I wouldn't! And if you don't believe my words, what about yours? 'What if they were our sons?'" Sparrows looks away.
"Any son of mine deserves better than a mother like you." Sparrow walks to the other side of the ship and faces away from her. One of the sisters come up and puts her hand on Juno's shoulder.
"He'll calm down." she reassures Juno.
"If you just heard a loud crack, that was my heart... breaking."

The Secrets We Keep

Silently, Hera listens to Juno's account of last night.
"Hm, risky move, twisting his arm. You could have given away our objectives." Hera critiques. Juno shrugs.
"He was being an idiot, so I put him in his place." she reasons. Hera paces around.
"You are certain that he won't report you?"Hera asks. Juno snickers.
"What's he gonna say, 'I got beat up by a girl?' Nah. He values his pride way too much to let that out. I've seen his type. Always wanting to dominate, be top dog, you know? No way he's gonna relinquish that tittle by announces his defeat against an unarmed girl." Hera raises an eyebrow.
"You were unarmed?" he asks, bewildered.
"No, but he didn't know that. Come on, Aunt Hera, you know I always carry a dagger in my sleeve and a pistol in that secret compartment you sewed into the top of all my dresses. I'm not stupid."
"I know you aren't stupid. I just think you've gotten a bit cocky." Hera explains.
"I've got everything under control, okay?" Hera watches her for a moment.
"You weren't worried when he said, 'What if they were our sons?'" Juno shrugs. " Because you'll have to break it to him eventualy."
"Maybe not. I mean, when he kissed me, it was so real, it had such passion!" Hera's eyes widen.
"Juno, surely you can't have- fallen in love?!" Juno bites her lip. "Oh!" Hera groans. "You could have jeprodized the entire mission! Your orders were to seduce him, not the other way around! I cannot believe you would be so careless! Your duty is to the boys first! What will you do if he can't escape? What if he gets caught? You must complete this mission at all costs... even if that cost is Sparrow."
"That won't happen." Juno whispers. "I won't let it. I have something on my side that they don't." Her eyes flash bright green. She snaps her fingers and a spark of blue light jumps between the tips. "Magyk."

The Idea

Moonlight dances in the water as Juno and Sparrow sit on the dock together. She leans on his shoulder. He smiles down at her. Stars sparkle in her eyes. Slowly, he tilts his head to one side, closes his eyes and kisses her. The moment seems to last a lifetime as Juno kisses him back. "Aw!" comes a voice from the old boat tied to the dock. Oh great, I'd know that sound anywhere, Juno grimaces. Sparrow jumps to his feet.
"Who's there?!" he demands.
"No one." comes the voice. Sparrow groans.
"Falcon, not funny. Come down from there." The stocky figure of Cadet Officer 9 steps out of the shadows. "Leave. Now."
"Darn, and it was just starting to get good." Falcon complains. He grabs Juno around the waist and pulls her close. "Oh, Juno!" he says, mocking Sparrow, "I just love you so much! Will you marry me?! Or at least spend the night with me?!" Sparrow lunges at Falcon knocking him off his feet and making him release his grasp on her. "Whoa, dude! I was only joking!"
"Well it wasn't funny!" Sparrow growls. Juno rests her hand on Sparrow's fist.
"Please, let me deal with him." Sparrow backs away from Falcon. "Thank you." Falcon looks at her skeptically. Juno spins, grabs Falcon's arm and twists it behind his back. Falcon lets out a cry of pain. Juno's eyes glitter dangerously. "Now listen to me, I can take disrespect. Go ahead and throw as many insults you like at me, but if you dare hurt someone I care about, even if you are his best friend, I will snap you like a twig! Got it?!" Falcon whimpers pitifully. Juno tosses him away from her and watches as he scampers off into the woods. She turns to face Sparrow again, his mouth agape.
"Did you just-? Wha-? How did you do that?" he stutters. Juno picks up a smooth rock and skips it seven times across the water.
"I carry a dagger around with me, and this surprises you?" she asks. Sparrow shrugs. "And, uh, while were on the topic of supposedly ridiculous things, what do you think of how the boys are being treated here?"
"Oh, um..." he leans against a tree. "Well, no one has ever seem to have had a problem with it, but, now that you mention it, something doesn't sit right with me. I was once given extra clean-up duty for helping one little boy escape a wolverine." Juno throws up her hands.
"See?! That's exactly what I mean!" She lowers her voice. "Things aren't as they should be here. Children should not have to live, or die, like this. Imagine if they were your sons." Sparrow gently pulls her near him.
"Imagine if they were our sons." he whispers. 
"Then you know what we have to do." she replies. Sparrow's expression is blank. "We have to help them."
"How?" Juno thinks for a bit.
"We have to help them escape." 

Hera's Lecture

"And then the railing broke." Juno sighs as she fold blankets in the clinic.
"You actually fell in the Moat?" Hera asks. Done with her pile, she plops down on a chair in the commons room.
"Yep. Splash." Hera folds her last blanket and looks at Juno.
"This was all part of your, plan, wasn't it?" Juno grins mischievously at her.
"Of course. From the information I gathered about him, obviously he would take me to one of the slipways. At which point, I would pretend to be a defenseless little girly-girl and not a highly trained spy who knows seven ways to kill him with a spoon. First, I would totally fail at getting on the boat. Second, I locate the absolute weakest point of the railing to fall through. Third, I pretend I can't swim. Fourth, I hold my breath to see if he would try to revive me himself. Fifth, I act moody and upset. All, of course, to test his chivalry and how much he's willing to do for me. Now that I have collected this data, I can commence with the next part of my ultimate plan: planting the idea of sneaking out the boys." Looking rather proud of herself, Juno picks up her pile of blankets and places it in a closet.
"Juno, you played that boy like a fiddle!" Hera hugs her. "That's my girl." Juno hugs her back.
"Well, I did learn from the best." Hera looks lovingly at her.
"Aw, aren't you sweet?" Juno shrugs. "But, there's just one thing I'm worried about. Teenage boys can be rather, unpredictable... And dabbling with love, it can be especially dangerous. I'm afraid that he might not go along with the mission unless you give him... something... in return." Juno's eyes widen. She backs away from her aunt.
"Um, yeah, I know where you're going with this, and I'm not having that conversation. Again. Besides, you told me yourself, 'Finish the mission by any means necessary.'" She kisses her aunt on the cheek and opens the door to leave. "Trust me, I don't value that as much as I value these boys' lives. So, I'll gladly do or say anything to save them. You should understand. And if all goes according to plan, that topic will never even come up."

Sparks Fly

Juno sits, shivering and dripping, by a fire that Sparrow has built up in the woods.  He tosses a few more logs onto the flames and sits beside her. Fire crackling, Sparrow reaches his arm around Juno shoulders. She hits him with a hard glare. "What?" he asks.
"I'm cold, and I'm wet. Hence my mood." she replies.
"Oh come on, it can't be the worst date you've ever had." he counters. He removes his cloak and drapes it over her.
"On the contrary, it was the first date I've ever had. And I fell in a river." she groans as she hugs her knees close. "I don't know about you, but to me that seems like an omen for eternal maidenhood." Sparrow gives her a side-long look.
"Seriously? You think you're going to end up an old maid just because you fell in a river?" he reasons.
"When you put it that way... yes." she concludes. Sparrow thinks for a bit.
"Look, I'm sure that it may seem bad now, but this isn't going to decide your life. Even if we never see each other again, I'm sure some guy will like you. You're too nice a girl not to." Slowly, Sparrow wraps his arms around her. She leans into him.
"Are you saying that because you really think that, or out of pity because I'm soaking wet and deppressed?" she asks. Sparrow shrugs.
"Eh, a little of both." he jokes. She whacks him. "Okay! Okay! I really do like you. A lot."  Juno smiles at him and gazes into his eyes.
"Wow, what a beautiful sunrise!" A voice yells from behind them. Falcon steps out from the woods. "Almost makes you want to go back to your battalion and pretend you've been asleep all night so Catchpole won't kill you, doesn't it?" Sparrow jumps up from next to Juno.
"Thanks, man! I owe you one." he calls as he rushes back out of the woods.
"Any time, bro!" Falcon replies, before turning to Juno, still wrapped in Sparrow's cloak. "I don't know what happened here tonight, but judging by your soaked clothes, I would say it wasn't a perfect date." Juno laughs, half-heartedly, to herself.
"Yeah. My dream date doesn't not include almost drowning in the Moat."she groans. Falcon stretches out his hand to her.
"C'mon. The other nurses are probably expecting you." He leads her down serval old trails until they reach a clearing. He points off to the right. "The clinic is that way. I can't go any further than this without being caught." He turns to leave. "Oh, and if you see Victoria, tell her to meet me tonight at Slipway 2." He runs off.