[ME] To See and Pray [OPEN TO ALL]

Phoebe I know I am good at something, I just haven't found it yet Phoebe was anxious. Very anxious. Today was the day that Roana was attacking the Spire again. She had nearly died last time, and to think she was facing it again?? The blonde was supposed to be watching her three boys, as well as Emmett’s younger siblings, but at a certain point she couldn’t take not knowing anymore. She brought the children to a neighbor’s house and hurried to the spot where she had heard people would be gathering to watch what happened. She arrived just in time to hear the tail end of Zariah’s rant, unaware as to what prompted it. But she didn’t pay much mind, finding a spot where she could see well instead. That is…until she heard a familiar voice. Her head whipped around when she heard Emmett, her brows furrowing at the anger in his words. It cut her deep, feeling it a very personal attack even if he hadn’t intended it as such. So…she was just dumb and disrespectful? She had save his damned life, and his two siblings, and she was dumb and disrespectful because she was an Outlander? ”It’s good to know that’s what you really think about people like me, Emmett.” she said curtly, tears rising in her eyes with her anger. But she didn’t focus on it long, hearing the commotion below. She looked back, gasping and covering her mouth with her hands at what she saw: her sister-in-law in the jaws of the demon. She was going to be alone, with her three nephews. Roana was going to die. Emmett thought she was worthless Outlander trash. Everything she had was going to come to an end today. It would just be her, and three six-year old boys.