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Broning pov

I smiled at teh bby, wit her gren eyes an blond hare, it lokd a lot like... ema?

"miss bloom? Wheer did tis child com from?"

sh awkwardly cleared her thot, "Uh, wel, wen yeu were sleping, jacob cam in an handed her to ma."

"From jacob? He gave birt alredy? its only been tree months!"

"im not sere how it hapned, but yeh, im her... moter i guess."

sudenly teh dor flung open an a girl cam runing in

"are yeu fre miss pregigrenes loop?" she asked brethlessly

"Yeah, whats wrong?" Emma answerd

"Two of yer lopmates hav dissapred, tey are in exremem danger, one is pregneant and we don now how leng teh pregnancy is gong to last"


"Oh der" i said woriedly, "whose mising?"

Te girl checked her clip bord. "uhm, Enich bartholomew o'connor and Horace Tobias  Constantine van Edmund Maeva de Marseille Somnusson"

"Horae ran awey?" i was surpreised. i loved taht kid, but he wasnt teh smartest.

"Alrigt, so wy do you need are help?" Asked emma

"wel, jarhof was teh last persin to talk to him, but he seys thet he dint now anyting, hell be geting punished for taht by the way, and we were hopong taht you to would know were tey cold have gone."


"Maybe tey went back to jabobds house?" i ofred

Emma snaped her girgers, "Oh! how abot davels Acre?" she exclaimes

I noded in agrement, "Maybe tey went to teh panlopticonn"

"Or tey went to sharon" she added

In frent of us, "Vaxa" (i red it on hr name tag) was furiously scribbling don what we said on her clipbord

"thank you ladies, you hav ben a gret help, everome is so valubl for are cause, we cant have anyone geting hurt"

Emma adn i noded in agrement but i stil had one questin, "you said one of tehm was pregent, who wes it?"

"oh, teh little one, Horac i belive?"

"Okay, i wes gog to sey, Enoch wold hate teht"

Vaxa chucklded an waved godby, closing teh door behind her. i turned to Emma.

"Im rely woried" i said nrvosly, "Devis Acre is such a dengeros place for teh youngsters, actuly ist to dangeros for nayon rly"

Emma wraped her arm aron me, "Theyl fidn them, mis pregrine wold never let any one her wards stay in dangar for to long"

"i hope so..."

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