The house in Germany had become something of a headquarters for us, but knowing the Burrow was fully aware of it, we packed our bags and headed for a house no one would know about. It was a place in England none of us had ever been to. Jack’s family didn't own it; Servario did, but he had never been there either.
Coop stayed behind in the US for a few weeks to tie up loose ends and see the commander about our mission in a way that no moles would ever know he was there.
We arrived there at the mansion in the English countryside with no plans beyond letting Jack have a go at the bots and the codes, which meant I got a few weeks to be a mom. It was summer break so I didn't have to explain to my kids why we were away from home. Not that I needed to lately. They had started to notice a pattern in their lives. Homeschooling with Fitz to catch up, traveling the world but never sightseeing, and the grown-ups sounded like the biggest bunch of conspiracy freaks ever to grace the earth.
I couldn't be angry about the life they were living. The point was that they were living. We all were.
I couldn't ask for anything else, not yet.
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