Rykah and Will(because I can't think of a better title)

“If he doesn’t want us to know about them. He thinks we don’t know he does it.”

"Well do you have one that will pass for the one we don't want will to have?"

“Sure hope so.” Jack said, moving pill bottles.

"Great"

“Ya think this looks similar enough?” Jack asked, holding up a bottle.

"I think so" said Rykah inspecting it. "I'll switch them tonight" he said pocketing the potion.

“Alright, we should go back upstairs, they’ll wonder where we are.”

Rykah nodded leading the way,

“Where were you two?” Anna asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Just discussing my art" said Rykah showing her his sketchpad.

“Right.” Anna winked at Jack, who frowned at her.

"Anyway I don't know about you lot but I'm exhausted…" said Rykah

Anna and Jack both nodded and left, Jack squeezing Rykah’s shoulder before he exited the room.

Rykah pulled out his sleeping bag and pulled it over himself. "Night Will"

“Night. Love you.” Will said, then immediately flushed. “Sorry! Instinct.”

"Eh, Nice to know someone does…" said Rykah with a grin noting the potion on the table.

“What?” Will asked incredulously.

"Nothing" said Rykah.. should've kept that to myself..

Will made a mental note to say that by “accident” as many times as he could from now on.

Rykah let his wings spread out as he rolled to the side, pulling the sleeping bag over him as his wing splayed out behind him with his tail.

Will waited until he was pretty sure that Rykah was asleep, and got up to read a potions book with a flashlight.

Rykah mentally cursed when he saw the light, but continued to keep his breathing deep and regular.

Will was determined to find the reason the potion was so strong, flipping through pages rougher and faster, his breathing quickening as he did so. Suddenly, he was feeling overly panicked.

Rykah listened carefully to Will, noting that he was a bit panicked he also kept his breathing continually slow and regular. he made sure not to move a muscle, I'll just have to out wait him.

Oh god. Not again…. Will thought, lapsing into a panic attack. No, no, no, no, no….

Rykah kept still and patient, Is he okay? he wondered

Will wasn’t even able to catch his breath long enough to say anything, instead feeling tears trace his face.

Rykah kept waiting, unware of Will's tears.

Will gasped, gaining no extra air. He tried again, but was so caught up in the panic that he failed again.

Rykah noticed that Will's breathing had stopped and he carefully stirred. Rolling over to see Will having a panic attack he quickly got up and wrapped Will in a big hug. Wings and arms included.