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Eve lay on her side in bed, wearing one of Flynn’s shirts and watching him like she had absolutely no intention of being productive today.
Flynn was on his back, shirtless much to Eve’s enjoyment, beside her, scribbling in one of his journals.
“Now it’s easier to take your neck scarves,” Eve said, grinning.
Flynn glanced over and set the journal aside. “Why’s that?”
She leaned in to kiss him, soft and smug. “We’re tethered now. Eternal union. What’s yours is mine.”
“You look better in them anyway,” he smiled. “Also, we’re going to have to redo the missions we completed before the reset. Same artifacts, same locations—except, you know, your scavenger hunt with Nicole.”
Eve blinked. “You mean we have to go on vacation with Santa and the elves again?”
Flynn nodded. “Noise-canceling headphones? Also, I’m pretty sure the others used Santa’s sleigh for something important. If we don’t go, they won’t be able to do what they did, and so…”
“Yeah, yeah. I get it. Weird time travel,” Eve sighed. “I was certain they took it. Jenkins was talking to Santa, disappeared for a bit, and came back with a child. He was way too squirrelly about it when we got back.”
“That’s a technical term?” Flynn grinned. “At least we know how to get out of ‘The Found, The Lost and The Looking’. Unless we just go and explain to Jade that we need the typewriter?”
Eve shook her head. “We’re doing the movie. I love the movie. We’re fixing the end.”
“Got it.”
“If we’re repeating pre-reset events,” Eve continued, “do you still need to fanboy drool all over Darrington Dare?”
Flynn laughed, slightly alarmed. “I didn’t drool over Darrington Dare.”
“Sweetie,” she said, patting his shoulder. “It was cute. A little much, but cute.”
“It’s going to be trickier this time,” Flynn admitted. “We still need to prove that friendship and teamwork matter, but if Ambrose Gethik catches you with the others, and then turns on the machine to power the Bleeding Crown—it’ll overload immediately. Like when I had Jenkins get in one.”
“Because I’m immortal now,” Eve nodded. “What if I stay with you and Dare instead?”
Flynn considered that. “Actually… yes. He and I talked a lot about one Librarian versus many. Well—he insisted there should only be one. But he liked you. So that could work.”
Eve kissed him again. “And you can come to camp with us this time!”
“What’s that now?” Flynn tilted his head warily.
She grinned. “Team-building camp.”
“Why?” he asked, very reasonably. “I… I never loved camp.”
“After Nicole took you and I thought you left,” she explained, gently, just to give him a timeline—not to make him feel bad. “The clippings book sent us to a team-building retreat. Totally unrelated. The book doesn’t work like that.”
Flynn nodded and gently threaded his fingers through her hair. “Stone tried to get you to talk. Ezekiel hated the camp. Cassandra loved it. And you—tried to out-Guardian the whole place.”
Eve squinted. “Okay, that’s freakishly accurate. But what does ‘out-Guardian’ mean?”
Flynn shrugged. “That thing you do when you’re extra concerned and your Guardian instincts kick in. Like with Apep. Right before the clippings book caught fire.”
Eve rolled her eyes, smiling. “Well. You’re coming this time. We get matching shirts.”
“I’ll go to camp with you,” Flynn said solemnly, then added with a grin. “Can I make you arts and crafts?”