Lydia looked over at him, surprised and, despite herself, took another deep breath, then nodded. Yep, she was definitely nervous about this whole shoot out thing, but maybe not necessarily banshee-nervous.

And she felt like she had to share that information with him. If nothing else, to reassure him.

"We won't get hurt in this," she said, sliding down on her seat, ready to duck completely when he turned the car around. She just hoped her feeling was right because she didn't want to think about what was going to happen if the pack did lose someone else. Even if it was her.