After retrieving their horses from the stable boys, the five friends soon returned to the Garrison; Aramis immediately guided the injured man up to the office - Treville had told him that the supplies he would need would be in there. "Shirt off" the gunman ordered as he rummaged through the medical supplies "I need to have full access to your back" D'artagnan didn't object as he carefully removed his weapons and shirt. Once again, Kayley noticed how Athos stared at her brother, but with a certain look in his eyes - the same one from the first time the three musketeers had broken into their room. Returning her gaze back to her big brother, the girl saw Aramis finish cleaning the small burn and begin to apply an ointment "this will help keep it clean and sooth the burning sensation" he explained earning a nod "okay, thanks". D'artagnan looked over towards his jacket and shirt which he had lay on his uncle's desk; he signed as he looked towards his little sister "how long do you think it'll be before we have enough money to repair or replace those??" he wondered. Understanding what he was talking about, the fourteen year old sent the injured man a bright, reassuring smile "I'll repair them once we get back to the Inn" she offered - Kayley had always fixed and sewed up her own clothes whenever they ripped or were damaged, also doing so for their father and her brother....though repairing burnt clothes would be first for her. Thankful for the girl's offer, D'artagnan returned the smile "best sister ever" the girl's grin morphed into a smirk "don't you forget it" they all chuckled at the comment before the injured man hissed out in pain, earning an apologetic smile from Aramis "sorry". A few more minutes passed before the gunman finished wrapping a bandage around the man's torso where he was burnt "there, all done" he put the medical supplies back to where they belonged "just keep it clean until its completely healed" he instructed earning a nod "will do, thanks Aramis". D'artagnan gently stretched before taking the offered shirt from Porthos - it was one Treville stored for moments like these; he carefully put it on and reattached his weapons.
The group left the office and began to do what Treville had ordered them to do - training. Kayley was, of course, helping her brother as he had asked her two only a few day previous. "Move your feet!!" the teenager ordered as she attacked her brother - he easily blocked it "I won't be telling you this when we're in the middle of an actual fight!!" the man instantly did as told as they continued. After an hour of helping D'artagnan, Kayley began to train with Athos; the man was happy to actually have some competition now. "She really is something" Porthos smiled as he, his lover and their friend sat at one of the tables as they watched the two duel; Aramis agreed as D'artagnan did the same "yeah, knew that when I met her". The statement confused the couple as they drew their attention towards the brother "when you met her??" they questioned "you mean when she was born??" D'artagnan shook his head as he began to explain "Kayley and I have different mothers as our father had slept with her mother one time behind my mother's back" he started "Kayley's mother fell terribly ill and both she and four year old Kayley knew that she wasn't going to make it". Already the lovers felt sad for the teenager "so knowing she didn't have much time left, her mother told Kayley about our father....so when she did pass, Kayley left her village to look for us straight after the funeral" he explained. This knowledge was rather...shocking "how long was Kayley looking for you??" Porthos asked, worry clear in his voice; D'artagnan thought for a moment before remembering what his sister had told them "just over six months" he informed as he took a sip of his water "she slept in the streets most night and people who were travelling allowed her to tag along" he smiled at the thought of the generous people "her mother had told Kayley that our father lived in Gascony so she knew where to go and look". Before the man could continue, both the teenager and Athos had taken a break from their training and joined their friends at the table "what are you guys talking about??" they asked; the bear like man explained before they brought Athos up to speed. "Yeah, not the best six months of my life" she admitted as they sat down "but they were sure worth it" she smiled, looking towards the brother. Suddenly finding a smirk form on his lips, D'artagnan spoke "remember how we met??" he asked, earning a glare from his sister; the three musketeers instantly knew this was going to be an amusing story "do tell??". Sighing, Kayley motioned to start explaining as poured herself a much needed drink "our father had sent me out to set up some harmless traps in an attempt to catch animals" he began, still holding his smirk "I returned to check on the traps after three hours of setting them up but what do I find in one of the nets?? A small dirt covered four year old girl" the four men laughed as Kayley rolled her eyes "it's not funny!! I was up there for three hours!!" she exclaimed, though she couldn't contain or hide her own chuckle. "Anyway, I cut the rope and helped little Kayley get out of the net" D'artagnan continued once their laughter had died down "I took her back to my home and let her clean up, gave her some food and water....no child should be as skinny as she was" he stated, seeming to be haunted by the mental image of the first time he has seen his little sister; Kayley sent the man a smile as she chipped in "I met Alexander once he returned from work and recognised his name as the one my mother had used when telling me about my father, I told him everything that had happened: my mother, her death and how I was his daughter....the next thing I know, I was welcomed into their family with open arms".
It was an incredible story, but neither one of the musketeers could ask any further questions as a scream could be heard, calling out to them; they turned to see it was a panicked Constance. "Afternoon Constance, what's the matter??" Athos asked as they all stood from their seats; the woman regained her break as she explained "a man has taken a child and locked himself in the Tavern!!" she exclaimed "he as a gun!!". Eyes wide, the musketeers and two siblings rushed into action as they grabbed their weapons and hurried through the gates of the Garrison; they ran through the streets of Paris before finding a crowd surrounding the Tavern. "Should I kick the door down??" Porthos asked, but their leader shook his head "no, not yet" he explained how it could trigger the gunman further; Aramis turned towards the crowd as he, D'artagnan and Kayley backed them away from the building "does anyone know the name of the man and child??" he asked. A woman, who seemed to be in much distress, stepped forth "the man's my husband, Romeo" she informed "but I don't know who the child is" she was just as scared and confused as the rest of the crowd. Next to step forward was a very young girl - maybe six or seven years old?? "the child is my big brother Tommy!!" she cried out "please help him!!" Kayley crouched down next to the young girl with a gentle smile "that's the plan sweetheart" she reassured "can you go get your parents for me??" she asked earning a nod. The little girl rushed off through the crowd to do as told; Kayley returned to her feet as stood with her brother and the musketeers. "Romeo!! We know you're in there!!" Athos called out as they stood by the door "I don't know why you've taken a young boy hostage....but we can help you!!" he tried to reassure "you just need to hand the boy over to us!!" all was silent before a rough voice could be heard yelling back at the musketeer "no!! He works for Satan!! He must die!!" the five friends shared a look of worry as D'artagnan spoke "he's just a child!! How could a child work for Satan?!". They received no reply for a few minutes before finally, Romeo spoke "we both must die".
All eyes widened in horror "Porthos!!" Athos ordered; the bear like man already knew what he needed to do - he kicked the door down easily before they each ran into the building. They all froze in place at the sight in front of them; Romeo was pressing his gun at the child's head - Tommy was silently crying. He was so afraid. "Listen to me Romeo...you need to lower the gun and hand the boy over to us" Athos told him, speaking clearly and carefully; the gun wielding man refused to listen. That was until Kayley had an idea "Romeo" she called out, all attention staying between the girl and man "if the boy works for Satan, then as musketeers, isn't it their job to take him away and protect everyone??" she asked, pointing towards the three musketeers; Romeo slowly nodded as she was right "then hand Tommy over to them and they can take him away" she reassured. Seeming to think about what the fourteen year old was saying until he eventually nodded, though he was extremely hesitant "alright, but be careful!! He's dangerous!!" Romeo exclaimed earning a multiple of nods; Kayley sent him a kind smile "we will" she glanced over at her flirtatious friend "Aramis". It was a single command for him to grab Tommy and take him away; he gladly did as told and removed the child from the Tavern, returning him to his parents who were waiting with their daughter. "Good" Kayley praised "now can you hand over the gun?? Don't want anyone getting hurt now, do we??" she asked with a small smile, though the man didn't move, his grip on the gun still very tight "...Romeo?? Are you going to hand me the gun??" she tried once again. Finally moving, the man seemed to...inspect the gun?? "Why??" he asked, confusing the room of people; Kayley looked over towards her three remaining friends for help as she didn't know what to say. Assisting the girl, Athos spoke up "you need to hand over the gun Romeo, someone might get hurt" he stated firmly "guns aren't toys" Romeo looked up from the gun before aiming it....at his head!! All eyes widened in horror once more "Romeo!! Don't!!" they all yelled out, moving towards him but it was too late; the man pulled the trigger before dropping to the floor instantly with a thud - they couldn't believe what they had just witnessed.
The body was removed from the Tavern and the blood was cleaned up; the musketeers and siblings returned to the Inn they all stayed at. The long term friends took note of how quiet the brother and sister were "are you two okay??" Porthos asked as they entered the two's rented room, concern laced within his voice; the two nodded but neither of the tree believed it "and the real answer??" Athos asked. Sighing, Kayley sat down on her bed "sorry, it's just...it's never nice to see someone die...especially by their own hand" she explained - Porthos sat next to her and wrapped an arm around the teens shoulder as a way to comfort her; they could all agree with her statement "yeah, it's horrible" Athos nodded "but if you're both planning on becoming actual musketeers some day, you'll see a lot like that weekly" he informed. The brother and sister knew this of course "yeah...doesn't change the fact that it's horrible, like you said" D'artagnan rubbed the back of his neck. All five friends sound a seat as they began to talk about a multiple of things, joking and laughing together as thy played some card games; the men drank some wine of course. Many hours passed before the three musketeers left he siblings room for their own, parting way around ten O clock so that they could get some much wanted sleep.