I stood up, ignoring the stares. They wanted to know, all of them wanted to know. Matt caught my arm as I passed him.

'What should I tell them?'
'I don't care,' I looked him in the eyes. 'Only tell Chris
the truth, I trust him.'
'Okay,' he gave me a small smile. 'Are you sure you'll be
alright on your own.'
'Yeah.'

He let go of my arm and I started walking back down the hall. I walked back to my room and through the door frame, over the door. Great, I'm gonna have to fix that. I sat on my bed, staring out of the dark window. I hadn't even realized that it had gotten dark.
I glanced over at my clock. It was 11:47. Wow, it had gotten late. I hope someone made dinner. I changed into a pair of pajama shorts and a white t-shirt. I wasn't in the mood to be wearing that nightgown anymore.

My stomach grumbled, loudly. I stared at it, frowning. Damn hungry stomach... I guess I have to go scrounge up something to eat now. I walked out of my room, throwing my hair out of my face. It brushed my lower back. Maybe I should cut it soon...

"Vi?" it was Chris.

I turned around to face him. I didn't like that look in his eyes, I hate being pitied.

"I'm not pitying you if that's what you're thinking," he gave me a little smile. "Thank you for letting Matt tell me."

"No problem," I grinned. "Now do we have anything to eat in this place?"

"I guess so," he laughed. "We had lasagna for dinner if you want some. There's some French bread too."

"Yay!" I beamed. "Let's eat!"

Before I could turn around, his arms shot up around my waist and he pulled me into his chest. I stood there in shock for a long minute. Eventually I wrapped my arms around him too, he was being comforting and I appreciated it.

"I'm really fine Chris," I murmured.

"I know," he sighed. "I..."

"It's fine," I laughed a little. "Chris, thank you, you're always here for me."

"No problem," he laughed too. "You're like my little sister Vi, I hate to see you like this."

"You can't erase the past," I pulled away. "No matter how many people say that, it's true."

"I know," he patted my head. "Now how about that dinner."

"You read my mind," I grinned, taking off for the stairs at full speed.
I heard him laugh, following me.


NICK POV

I watched Victoria walk back to her room, looking almost... like she was lost. I had a near inescapable urge to go after her...

"You should all act like nothing happened," Matt told us, but he was looking straight at me. "Chris, I need to talk to you. Everyone else, could you please leave us."

"Do we have any mission's planned for tomorrow?" Nina asked slowly.

"Not that I know about," Matt told her. "Now please everyone, leave us."

I grit my teeth, I didn't want to leave Matt with Chris. I knew that he was going to tell him something important, something about Victoria. Matt wouldn't do that without permission from Vi herself.
Why would she give permission to that dog and not me?!

I walked away, not looking at anyone else. I was going to talk to that human. I don't care that Matt forbade it, I need to know what's going on.

I flew to his room, it was on the fourth floor, at the end. Near Matt's, but still alone. What a loser. He was asleep when I went in. Idiot didn't even lock his door, not that it would have done him much good. He didn't have a clue about what happened.
I woke him up the easy way, by dumping a glass of water on his face.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" he exploded, jumping up. I just laughed.

"I need to ask you about how you know Victoria," I got straight down to business.

"Who?" he gave me a blank, tired look.

"The girl that hates you," I sighed. "Long red hair."

"The demon?" he narrowed his eyes at me. I didn't like that look.

"Yes, the demon."

"I don't know her," he yawned. "Now kindly piss off so I can go back to sleep."

"No, you kindly tell me what you know or I will kindly kill you." My voice was dead with malice, but he didn't so much as blink. Stupid damn brave human. I let my wings out again.

"Glossy," he smirked. "Should I be impressed?"

"No," I smirked right back. "You should be fearing for your life right about now."

"Tough luck," he stood up, walking to his window. "Even if I knew anything about that girl, I would hardly tell the man that's so obviously in love with her."

"I'm not in love with Victoria," I told it calmly. Damn this. He's smart, fearless, annoying, but I'm starting to see why he's here.

"Of course not."