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Mad didn't even begin to cover what Annie was feeling. It was more of a 'how dare them' along with severe disappointment. She was already so tired as it was. She had been through an emotional roller coaster, killing what she considered her daughter. It was over now. It was supposed to be anyway. The only bright spot of this was that she did get to see Mitchell again. It was the bright spot in this.

But her? Who gave the right to say what she did was a sin? She killed because if she didn't, innocent people would have died. Millions of innocents would have been rounded up. More vampires would have been made, more blood. She already felt guilty as it was, but Eve showed her a bleak future, and she had already lost so much.

What was worse was the powers they took from her. She was nearly human, and while she could hide behind that facade, something she once would have longed for. Now she only just felt isolated and defenseless, something she hadn't felt in a very long time. It would jeopardize her existence if it wasn't for the fact that she did have friends around her.

Her bright spot. Mitchell, Hal, and even Alex, the girl she had just started to teach. Focus, Sawyer. She needed a plan, something to make her focus. First thing was seeing how settled Mitchell was. There was still something-- off about him. This denial to him. She couldn't describe it, but she knew that it would only lead somewhere else if he didn't keep himself in check.

Same with Hal. How is he? Does he need any dominoes? What's his routine like. She may be trying to micromanage their lives from here, but she knew out of any of them those two would have the highest dents to pay. So no matter what hers was, she needed to help them.

So they could get back. If she had a piece of paper and was making a list, that would be at the top, underlined and circled. Underneath would be what she would think needs to go under it, steps that need to be taken.

Ugh, now she could see it in her mind's eye. She would never get sleep tonight. In a moment Annie was up and at the kitchen, starting a pot with water for tea. Need a good cup to start organizing a way home, something important like that. It put her at ease.