#Chapter 313 – Sister Support

Ella

“Ella!” I hear my sister’s voice cry the same moment I hear the front door to the house open. I stand quickly from my seat in Sinclair’s office, Rafe awake and peaceful in my arms, and move to the open doorway.

“Cora!” I call. I see her spin away from the living room where she was looking for me and jog down the hall towards me, Roger closing the house’s main door behind him as he enters as well. Cora takes my shoulders in her hands as soon as she gets close.

,”Are you – are you all right?” she gasps, looking me over, and then looking down towards the baby. I can see a little relief come into her face the moment she sees us both before her, intact and safe.

“We’re okay,” I say, giving her a little smile. “For right now,” we’re okay. Thank you for coming so late at night.” My sister snaps her eyes up at me, frowning a little.

“What?” I ask. “I just…” she says, confused, glancing back at Roger, “I didn’t expect you to be so calm.”

“Well, it happened like, eleven hours ago,” I say, raising my eyebrows at her. “We’ve had some time to process and plan – ”

Suddenly she scowls, turning fully to glare at Roger coming down the hall towards us. “The way this one was pounding on my door, flying around like a bat out of hell – ”

a bat into hell,” he mutters, his frustrated expression matching Cora’s. “It wasn’t exactly peaceful heading into your apartment,

out and give him a little shove

on my phone when I woke up from my nap at 9 – and then all of a sudden Roger’s

hesitating and looping my arm with Cora’s at the elbow, pulling my sister close because I know what I’m about to say is going to piss her off. “Sinclair

question of the switched sperm sample before the war and

mouth pulling into a grimace. “As a…suspect.” “WHAT!?” My sister shouts, her voice ringing out through the house. Rafe flinches and starts

my arms. “Obviously Sinclair and I don’t suspect you!

suspect! After everything!” Cora says, her

honestly, it was more like six hours. ” And obviously you were cleared! So!” I shrug and look at her pleadingly, ”

to breathe in deeply and then exhale. Then, slowly, she pulls her hands down her face, tucking them beneath her chin in two fists, a gesture I remember

would never hurt you, Ella,” Cora says, her voice as pleading as it is insistent. “Cora,” I say, shaking my head at her, my eyes wide with apology. “You know that I know you have

the office. “Forgive my investigators – they were just following process

I see that she understands. “Okay,” she says, nodding. “I get it. But, what can

back to that day,” Sinclair says, his hands in his pockets as he slowly walks over to us. “You have more knowledge of it than the

everything. But don’t your investigators have the notes?” Cora

I say, my voice wheedling as I passes the baby to Sinclair and take both of Cora’s hands. The baby calms almost instantly in

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