Bronwyn barely heard any of the conversation past they were basically stuck here and had no way of contacting anyone. She saw the thing Quinn pulled out of his pocket, the tiny replica of a

ship, and felt her heart lift, until the snarky one who gave her the creeps when he looked at her legs rolled his eyes yet again.

"What's wrong with it?" Bronwyn demanded, taking her cue from the nasty grounder. He was obviously not as thrilled about the whole concept as the ...