"Don't you worry," I said. "We're going to kil Reapers until we're both bathed in their blood and hungry for more." Vic arced his one eyebrow. "That's my line."
"Yeah," I said. "And it's a good one. Now come on, we've got a bus to catch."
I slung my bags over my shoulder and grabbed Vic. I took one more glance in the mirror at the snowflake necklace Logan had given me . Maybe it was just my imagination, but the diamonds seemed to sparkle with an inner fire, blazing as bright as my feelings for the Spartan did-and would over the long winter break. The pure, hopeful light made me smile as I left my dorm room and headed home to Grandma Frost for the holidays.