For all the danger, for all the chaos, it had felt... normal. A family day out, complete with pastries, arguments, and saving strangers.
The normalcy lasted exactly two days before their doorbell rang at precisely 3:00 PM on a Tuesday afternoon.
Samantha, who had been in the middle of attempting to convince Nova that pureed carrots were, in fact, food and not some form of personal attack, looked up with surprise.
They hadn't been expecting anyone, and most of their supernatural friends tended to simply materialize or announce themselves with varying degrees of drama rather than using something as mundane as a doorbell.
"I'll get it," Kai called from somewhere in the house, his footsteps approaching the front door.
Through the open doorway of the kitchen, Samantha heard the door open, followed by a moment of silence that stretched just long enough to be concerning.
