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a portal. The men rush through quickly. I can hear the sounds of battle on the far side and my heart aches. The desire to know what is happening is overwhelming. I hear a scream then another. One of the men flies backwards through the portal slamming into the far wall and sliding down it broken. I rush over to him. He's barely breathing and blood trickles down his chin. I lay him out in a more comfortable position before opening the door and calling for a healer.
    There is the clank of metal and two of the men rush back through the portal dragging someone between them. It takes only a moment for me to recognize Logan. His face is battered and bruised, with swelling on one side. He appears to be barely conscious. The men drag him through, look around quickly, then move over and lay him out beside the other. I kneel beside him and he looks up at me smiling.
    "What a beautiful sight you are," he says then coughs and blood flecks his lips.
    "Oh Logan!" I cry out my heart breaking.
    I hear more men returning behind me. As I turn two more are through but I don't see Archer or Lou. The portal flickers a moment then Archer, with his arm around Lou for support, steps through and Remy motions closing it.
    My heart sings at the sight of my husband. I rise up and rush over. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him with all the passion I have to give. Thankfulness and gratitude flood through me. I'm so happy to see him alive. He looks like hell, his beard is grown out, he's bruised and in pain, but he returns my kiss. I take the side opposite Lou and help Archer towards where the healers are working. As I do, I see Logan laying there on the floor and I see the pain in his eyes betraying the smile on his face.

Chapter six
    Logan
    I can't stop the stab of jealousy in my chest as I watch Jennifer kiss Archer. She didn't kiss me when I came back, but he gets the full passion play. I'm being silly, I know I am. She can't be kissing me in front of all the members of the court and kingdom. But I want her to. I want to be the one.
    The healers work quickly. Their magic works with our bodies so what would take days to heal happens in minutes. The knitting bones will be healed in a few hours fully which is a relief. I don't want to admit how badly I'm hurting and not just from jealousy. Archer thoroughly kicked my ass before we had to fight the two iron golems, which are never a good idea to confront lacking magical backup. I really hate things that are impervious to my sword.
    "I'm so glad you're back," Jennifer says with her arms still wrapped around Archer's neck.
    He smiles. That winning, I'm too handsome for my own good, smile. I hate him. I love him. He's my best friend, a part of my soul, and the luckiest son of a bitch alive because he has her. After all these years I keep thinking it will get easier but it never does. When it happens, when she's gone, we become as close as any brothers could be. But when she returns to us the fighting starts again. We fracture over our desire for her. Our unwillingness or inability to be happy sharing her love.
    She loves us both. We both know it. Why can't we be happy with that? I shake my head standing up and stretching to test the limits of my ribs. I don't have that answer. Maybe if I did it would be different.
    "You've done amazing Jennifer," Archer says.
    I hate it that she beams with pride at his words. She's so beautiful.
    "Thank you," she says bashful.
    "We managed to bring back further evidence of White's intention to awaken the Ancients. We need to meet with Silver and try to solidify an alliance with them. We have to stop Marathe."
    "Well then, let's get this show on the road. No time to be laying about like lazy dogs!" I say.
    Archer nods then looks at Remy. "Can you contact them and ask for an invite to counsel? Or request that they come here if they prefer? I don't think we can be choosy on which."
    Remy nods then walks out of the room. The healers finish their ministrations and leave,