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Ambrose barely noticed the figure approaching behind them, it was only when Caleb colliaded with a mirror image of himself did he notice the other man. It was incredibly disorienting to see two versions of Caleb, and he half expected the other one to laugh it off. His heart sank though when he instead eerily opened his jaw and let out a sort of verbal alarm. "Jesus fuck-" Ambrose cursed, stumbling back from the two.

Everyone was standing in shock until their Caleb screamed at them to go. They scurried inside, though Ambrose lagged behind, eyes darting between the identical pair. He wanted to plead with his partner to hurry up, but it seemed as if Caleb already knew what he was going to say. There wasn't time to argue so Ambrose just nodded vigorously and spun on his heel. At this point he just had to trust Caleb to be able to catch up.

The group all huddled into the building, panting as they dodged other mirror people coming out of offices down the hallway. Alex screamed out to them, "Come on, the basement is this way!" They all chased after Alex, Jeremy had latched onto Sam, pulling her along. Ariana and Ambrose stumbled over each other, Ambrose yelped as they tumbled and crashed down the stairs together. Ariana cried out in pain, "I think I broke something!" Ambrose was too busy untangling their limbs, he couldn't even feel pain from the fall because of the adrenline pumping through him. "Come on Ariana, we have to catch up with the others," Ambrose replied desperately, pulling her up and forcing her to run with him. They rounded a corner in the basement, halting to a stop when they saw the other three stopped in their tracks.

Alex was staring at a metal door, his fingers running up and down it. "Fuck! I didn't think it would be locked!" He glanced back at the group, "Quick, someone!" Ambrose could hear hissing alarms getting louder.
Ambrose looked pretty grim, brows furrow and dark curls hanging in front of his tired eyes. But his expression instantly softened as Caleb's fingers brushed over his, and the young man felt a surge of comfort. At least the entire group was together now, hopefully they would be ready for whatever they had to face here.

He nodded and got a move on as Alex started to lead the way. Jeremy tagged along by Sam, he almost looked as if he was her bodyguard or something. Caleb and Ambrose moved at the back of the group, keeping an eye on their flank. Ambrose was shocked when they emerged from the bunker, seeing the students living normally Ambrose thought for a split second that the spell didn't work. But there was something so distinctly off about the scene, and that blue tint still remained.

Their group was tightly knit as they made their way across campus, avoiding any interactions with the other people there. Alex led them pretty well, he was familiar with where they were going and how to get there. Though no one was excited, Ambrose was surprised it was going so well. They reached the headmaster's building, which they would have to descend into the basement to access the tunnels from there.
Ambrose felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him as soon as Samantha caught on. Caleb couldn't fool her with something like that, and Ambrose should have expected this but his cheeks still burned hot. He shifted restlessly in his seat, pretending not to listen to Samantha drilling Caleb with questions. Though the young man couldn't help but snort when he heard Caleb's middle name. He especially avoided the good-humored gazes of Alex and Jeremy, though he was glad Ariana was too absorbed in her studying.

Relief washed over him when the topic of the conversation turned to business. Though that feeling didn't last long when Ariana delivered the bad news. Ambrose suppressed a groan of frustration, everything just had to be so damn complicated right? Ambrose tapped his foot impatiently as the group conversed, figuring out a way to get into another dimension would usually take intense concentration and energy.

Ambrose straightened up, eyes snapping to Caleb's when he volunteered. He was afraid he was going to reveal his true nature right then and there. "Caleb don't-" He started and stopped himself, both Alex and Jeremy cast him curious glances after his reaction. But Ambrose remained silent and his gaze locked on Caleb as he performed the spell. He had to admit the movements were beautiful, and naturally commanded power.

Caleb drew open a portal, and there was a awed silence as they all stared at it for a moment. Ambrose stood up, and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly "I'm ready to get this over with." He grumbled and approached the opening. It felt like he was being pulled in, and Ambrose gave into the feeling.

Stepping through, Ambrose instantly felt the change. Cool air washed over him and shivers were sent down his spine. Ambrose scanned his surroundings carefully, surprised to find an almost identical room to the one he was just in. Except everything had a blue tint, as if he was peering through sunglasses. The most disturbing part was the deafening silence. Ambrose was completely alone, at least until Ariana followed after him. Then Sam, Alex, and Jeremy clamored after. Ambrose moved to make room for them, though he was still taking just how strange it felt here.

"I... I-uh-, guess we need to make our way to the tunnels." Ambrose struggled to refocus on the mission, the effect of this dimension weighed heavily on the curly-haired male.
Ambrose held back a giggle as he watched Caleb plan all the things he wanted to do together. It gave him hope, and for a moment he was swept away with Caleb. Maybe there was a chance for normalcy, or at least a future where they didn't have to be on death's door every other day. "I would like that..." Ambrose said softly, running fingers through Caleb's hair.

Ambrose sighed in sync with his partner, both looking down at the flooded notifications. But he was right, the sooner the better. Ambrose stuffed his phone back into his pocket and turned on his heel to begin making their way to the library.

Caleb took care of arranging a time to get together, and Ambrose and him ended up taking their time on their way to the library bunker. They entered together, softly conversing and one of them chuckling every so often. It only took a moment for Ambrose to notice the atmosphere of the room when they entered though. It was an anxious, frantic energy, and it sobered Ambrose up immediately. He cleared his throat and took a seat at one of the wooden tables.

"So." He began, eyes shifting from one person to the next. "I guess we're almost there right? Don't even really need to go off campus for this one. Do you guys already have a plan?" He questioned, addressing everyone in the room.
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Ambrose leaned into Caleb's touch, eyes heavy-lidded. He was tired of fighting this and isolating himself. Being near Caleb, being honest, it took a giant weight off his shoulders.

Ambrose snorted and shook his head, "I'm far from perfect, we both know that." But Ambrose stopped interrupting to listen to the rest of Caleb's honeyed words.

"I would like that. I just hope we have the time." Ambrose sighed and closed his eyes fully to enjoy this moment. But eventually he straightened up and pulled out his phone which had more then a dozen notifications. He showed the screen to Caleb, "I think we're needed though." Ambrose heaved another sigh, scrolling through a couple of the messages.
It was easy to get lost in, easy to fall deeper into the arms of Caleb. This kiss was different from the one at the party. This felt like a clear understanding, and intimate. Ambrose had to admit their first encounter had been driven by lust and natural chemistry. Now there was a bond from surviving so much together, and for the first Ambrose felt a real connection to another person. They pulled back at the same time, taking a moment to stare at each other.

Ambrose remained close, catching his breath as Caleb spoke. He nodded slowly, "I know... I-" He was at a loss of words for a moment, "I don't want to force anything either." He echoed in agreement, but at least in this moment everything felt natural and real. Ambrose squeezed Caleb's hand before pulling back slightly. "Do you want to...?" He trailed off, he knew they should probably focus on the blade and the demon and all that. But Ambrose just wanted to forget all about that though, at least for a few hours, wanted to ignore the messages from the rest of the group and just pretend everything was normal.

Ambrose stared back at the male in front of him, searching for something, but he wasn't sure what. "I don't know if we're going to win this battle..." He swallowed thickly and dropped his gaze to their clasped hands, "I can't go into that without being honest. It would be a lie to say I've never felt something for you, and still do feel for you." Ambrose shook his head, "I can't understand your past, not yet at least, but I can't go on and keep ignoring my actual feelings." Ambrose fell silent, surprised at himself to let everything just spill out. But it felt good, like a weight was lifted off his shoulders.

With the sun beating down on the two, Ambrose moved with slow and hesitant movements. Ambrose moved his face closer, head tilting slightly to the right pressing his own lips against Caleb's. He was tentative, and gentle, as well as uncertain. Ambrose didn't know if this was the right thing, if he was just being selfish. But right in this moment, he just wanted to give in.
Ambrose allowed his gaze to drift across the garden, forcing himself to take a deep breath. At first he was under the impression that maybe Caleb had wanted to discuss things about getting the knife, but as he arrived it clicked that it was probably something else. Ambrose shuffled his feet, also letting his gaze fall to the ground as he listened to Caleb speak.

He instinctively tensed when Caleb hit him with that question. His mouth fell slightly open, and Ambrose was scrambling to try and find a response. He stammered, but fell silent when Caleb continued on. The curly-haired male looked uncomfortable, shifting from foot to foot and eyes shifting from one thing to the next. Truthfully he wasn't sure how to answer Caleb. There was always mixed thoughts and feelings whatever involved Caleb, especially now that he knew his true nature. But, it hurt to see Caleb shoulder all the blame, and guilt washed over Ambrose.

He understood where Caleb was coming from. Swallowing thickly, Ambrose spoke hesitantly, "...I..." He forced himself to look directly at Caleb, "I don't hate you," Ambrose confessed, "I... blamed things on you... unfairly." Ambrose stopped and took a deep moment to catch his breath. "Even now, I think I may have been unfair. I saw everything in a really dark way." He took a step closer to the other male, "And a part of me just wants to move past all that." He reached his hand hesitantly, and it almost looked as if Ambrose was on the edge of bolting, but his fingers brushed Caleb's. "You don't need to apologize."
Ambrose was stopped by the door of his dorm by the blonde-haired Morgan. He was his usual snappy self, though there was a sense of gloating whenever Ambrose and him spoke. Morgan had played the game and come out on top, without a single scratch. It gave Ambrose a deep seated resentment, that Morgan got involved without any pain or trauma unlike Ambrose who would be lucky to get through this with his life. And Morgan had no shame with rubbing that in his face.

"What is it?" Ambrose snapped at Morgan.

"Going to see that lovesick puppy?" Morgan shot back with a haughty smirk.

"It's none of your business."

Ambrose stomped past his roommate, shutting out Morgan's retort and made his way to the campus's tucked away garden. This place used to be Ambrose's sanctuary, but not anymore. But it was still useful for private conversations like this one. Ambrose received Caleb's text as he walking up to the enclosure. Stepping around the brush, Ambrose called out "Caleb...?"

Rounding the tree, the other male came into view. Ambrose crossed his arms over his chest as he approached. "So what did you want to talk about?"
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