- Paige's POV - May 20th -

So, I just landed back in Orlando. I was able to fly home and Mom got me a private jet that way I wouldn't have to come in contact with so many people so it's less likely that I'll catch Covid.

I'm currently walking through the airport to find Mom so she can take me home. It's like 8 AM here. I also hate wearing these damn masks because I can't breathe worth a shit.

Coco who's now six almost seven months old, is big.

I feel her tug on the leash really hard and it was powerful enough for me to lose grip and she runs very fast towards someone and jumps on them.

"Coco! Bad girl." I say as I then run after her with my huge suitcase and imy backpack. "Oh hey Mom." I say as I realize it's her. I grab a hold of Coco's leach again before hugging Mom tight. "Oh you don't even know how much I've missed your hugs." She says. "Same." I say and we laugh lightly. "Let me grab your suitcase for you then we can head home. Your mom is still asleep and probably won't be waking for a little while seeing as we went to bed a little late." She says. "Ew that's nasty." I say after a thought of what she said pops into my head. "We didn't do the nasty you dirty child." She says. "Oh thank God." I say. "Come on." She says as she laughs.

When we get home, I carry my suitcase and backpack inside and set them down quietly. I wash my hands and change outfits so I don't spread germs and quietly wait in entrance hall with Coco on the floor and rub all over her, waiting for Mom to bring Mama downstairs.

"What do you mean someone's here? It's like eight thirty in the morning Ash." I hear Mama's voice then she appears in the hall.

"Paige!" She says and I get up so we can hug. "Hi Mama." I say. "How are you home?" She asks as we hug. I pull away from her and answer. "Mom was able to get me a jet home because I was getting homesick." It's true, I was getting homesick even though Mal is partially home, but Mal understands and wanted what was best for my health. "Wow and I wasn't told?" She asks, taking fake offence. "Ha ha." I say sarcastically. "Are you okay though honey?" She asks. "Yes Mama. Glad to be home." I say. "Good." She says and we hug again before pulling apart again.

"Hi Coco, you've gotten so big!" Mama exclaims and greets my dog. I then realize Logan has now come to where we are. "Hi Logy!" I say and rub all over her. "Ohh I missed you s- FUCK." I say as I'm still rubbing over her but get a super bad fucking pain in my abdomen, causing me to fall back onto the floor and hold my stomach, gasping for air and a vision comes across me too.

"Jayco! Help him, man down!"

I'm seeing my brother who's now laying in the sand behind a barrier with a gunshot to his stomach that went through his vest.

I come back to my senses and I still can't breathe. "D- Dan- Danielle." I gasp out and see Mom and Mama beside me. "What sweetie? Breathe." "CALL DANIELLE." I get out all together. Mom fumbles for her phone and dials Danielle's number. I'm slowly regaining my breath. "Fuck. Fuck." I cry as I'm still winded but it's more from me crying now. The pain has went away. "Sp- speaker." I say.

"Ash, did Paige feel... A... Pain... Too?" Danielle gasps over the phone. "Yes, what the hell is going on?" Mom answers then asks. "I had a vis- vision a- and Br- Br- Bran-" I can't even speak because I'm scared for my brother. "Brandon got shot. He's hurt Danielle. We have some kind of connection, a- all of us. B- But he- he's hurt!" I cry and Mama pulls me into her and I cry.