Hopeful

~Angel~

We were walking back down the sidewalk back to Logan's mother's house. Jupiter was crooning to David, and I was off in my own little world, thinking about Logan. I sort of felt sorry for him. He needed someone, but who? He needed someone to talk to, someone to tell his problems to. I was there for me, but I didn't know if he wanted to talk to me. All of us were a little closed, being locked in a hospital like monkeys and all.

I was too deep in thought about it all, that it shocked me when a boy stepped out in front of us. I stopped, blinking away my thoughts. It was the same boy from the other night when we were standing at the payphone.

"Uh, excuse me ma'am, but I believe I know you. What's your name?" he asked me. I was shocked. He still looked familiar, but I had no clue where I'd seen him before. I looked over at Jupiter, who was looking at me. I looked back at him.

"Um, I'm Angel. Who are you?" I asked. He looked surprised. "Angel?" he asked. I nodded, not sure what to think. "Angel Black?" he asked. I stared at him, even more shocked. I nodded quickly, scared.

"I'm Seth," he said. "Seth Black. I'm your brother." My eyes widened. Brother? I stumbled back a foot. My brother was dead. I knew he was. I had no family left in this area. Did I?

But I knew it was him, never the less. I ran to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, too happy to see him. I felt tears fall down my face. It had been so long sense I'd even seen a picture of my family.

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Jupiter

Seth Black? Angel's brother? It seemed surreal, but it was true... wow.

Angel looked so happy, I smiled slightly. So maybe there was such things as miracles... Angel had found her family.

Logan

Angel's brother?! That was amazing. I had found my mother, Angel had found her brother, and Jupiter had found her son... it was a "fairy tale" in its own right.

When Angel and Seth finally broke their embrace, I grinned and shook Seth's hand. "I'm Logan," I said, grinning.

"Seth," he replied.

"We kind of got that," Jupiter said, grinning.

~Angel~

We walked back to Logan's mom's house. It was so nice to know my family was still alive. Logan seemed happy too, and so did Jupiter. Seth kept his elbow on my shoulder, leaning on me. We were laughing as we walked down the road. This was perfect moment for me. Everyone I could ever need was right there with me.

Jupiter

Everything was perfect... it really was. I held David, smiling and grinning.

But at the back of my mind was everyone we had left behind.

~Angel~

When we got back to the house, it was time to plan. Though we would be hiding out for another month, we would need to start thinking about how we were going to get back in. I didn't want to back there ever again. Never. But I had to if I wanted to help any of the others there. It wouldn't do them any good if we just stayed away from there, just because we we scared of going back. We'd gone back before, so we could go back again.

That night, I sat in the makeshift bed, looking at my stitches in the pale moonlight. I had forgotten about then until that night. But I wanted to forget. I wanted to forget all the pain they had put me through. Apparently, I wasn't the only one looking at them. Logan was still awake too. He was looking at my arms. I had them outstretched, feeling as the stitching pulled the skin.

Sterling

My mind spun. Everything she was asking didn't make any sense. My breathing grew heavy and scattered. All sound seemed to mute with the exception of my breathing. It sounded as if it was coming through a metal tube. I squinted my eyes hard trying to regain some type of audio, but the breathing became louder and louder until everything went black...

Young Mr. White

Finally, that little bastard shut up. His eyes almost glowed, a hint of red around the iris.
The shrink, sitting opposite Mr. White, spoke. "Am I speaking to Young Mr. White?"
His hand reached under the table slowly and his expression lightened. His eyes returned to their normal steel color.
"Who?" He questioned.
"Young Mr. White: Sterling White's second personality." She placed her hands into her lap, lightening her expression even further.
"What are you talking about?" He forced an ignorant face, avoiding any excited expression.
"Sterling..."
Mr. White stood up and walked slowly toward the woman. He placed his hand on hers and pulled her up slowly.
"You know," He began. "I find you extremely attractive." He brought her hand to his lips, kissing it softly.
"Sterling, what are you doing?" She questioned, but did not pull her hand away.
Mr. White smirked, he released her hand and walked toward the camera, switching it off. "Are there any other cameras in here?" He asked in a very smooth voice.
She blushed and shook her head. "I don't believe so."
Stupid woman. Mr. White looked down and smiled. "I've always found you quite intriguing, Mrs. Ryding. When did you last see your husband?"
Her smile dissipated. "Oh it's been sometime," She said as she walked toward the window and began to close the shade. "Him and I have not exactly been on...good terms."
Mr. White walked around the table, tracing his finger along the edge. "I'm sorry about that. If there is anything I can do, please let me know."
Mrs. Ryding's breathing grew heavy as she became edgy. Her heartbeat raised. It had been a while since she had felt the warmth of a man's body and she was not going to let anything ruin this moment...even if she did have quite a few years on this young man.
Mr. White smirked and arrived two feet in front of her. Out of pure desperation, the 35 year old woman reached out, snatching Mr. White's hand and placed it on the small of her back. Without hesitation, he pulled forward and pressed his lips to hers. Her eyes snapped shut as she continued, passionately. He glanced toward the pure concrete wall and slowly moved their bodies toward it.
She pulled back and reached for his pant buttons. As soon as she unbuttoned one, Mr. White pulled his right hand upwards and violently slammed it against her forehead. She gasped, yelping as her vision went blurry. He pushed her reeling towards the wall, headfirst, his hand still on her forehead. Within seconds, her head met the concrete wall with such force that blood spat out of her eyeball socket onto White's face and the rear of her skull cracked open. Blood and brain fluid stained the wall behind her as her body fell limp. He released her forehead and she dropped to the ground, lifeless.
Mr. White stared at the body covered in red on the floor, blood still leaking onto the floor. He calmly buttoned his pants back and touched his face. His fingers returned red. Breathing normally, as if nothing had occurred, he exited the room.

Logan

The stitching pulled at her skin. I looked at it and said quietly, so I wouldn't wake David, Wren, and my mother, "What happened?"

She turned towards me and closed her eyes tight. "It's... I..."

"Oh, you don't have to tell me," I said quickly. "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked..." I turned red.

~Angel~

I stood up, going to sit by Logan so we could speak without waking the others. "They brought me in for what was supposed to be a normal routine check up. That crazy bitch put me out, and when I woke up, I had these everywhere. My legs, my back, my face, my arms. I don't know what they are." He was quiet as he looked down at my arm. He grabbed my wrist, extending my arm out in front of him so he could examine it. I looked down, thinking about how scared I was when I woke up.

He let go of my arm, and I looked up into his eyes. They shined in the pale moonlight and I saw something there. I couldn't place what exactly, but there was something there. I blushed for the first time in a long time, and looked away. I had been a little girl last time I blushed or even giggled, but I found myself doing both now.

Logan

I smiled slightly as she turned away, blushing a light pink and laughing nervously. I had nothing to exactly describe why knowing her was so important to me but it was. It was like I now had something to live and breath and help... I shook away the thoughts.

Because she probably only wanted a friend. Yah, only a friend.

But I hoped something else...

~Angel~

Some part of me hoped Logan liked me, but the other part was screaming "You're not ready for this!" I knew that was right in a way, but Logan was a very close friend. Maybe he just wanted to stay friends. But the way he looked at me...I couldn't help but believe he liked me for more than just a friend. I noticed Jupiter's eyes were open, looking at us. I didn't say anything, I just stood, and walked back over to my bed, lying down and looking at Logan. I ignored the slight pain of the stitches, and just watched him as he laid down too.

It was nice to be loved, but I wasn't sure if I was or not, so my stomach was fluttering. I couldn't help but wonder. Wonder about everything that was happening.

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Jupiter

I watched them, my eyes wide. Was it happening, them falling in love? I didn't know... they both looked unsure.

But I felt like they were right together. I turned away.

Logan

I tried to get back to sleep. At first I couldn't, but eventually I woke up.

Both of my friends were up as was David. They appeared to be planning... well, Angel and Jupiter and my mom, not David. I walked over and saw they were planning to rescue someone... they didn't say any names though. "Whats happening?" I asked, trying not to look at Angel for any longer than usual.

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~Angel~

I could tell Logan was trying not to look at me more than he had to. It was obvious by the way his eyes darted away from my face then back, then away again. "We're trying to decide who we want to get out. As soon as we know, we know which room to plan for. Maybe someone useful..." I trailed off, going down the list of people. Who was willing to kill. My mind froze on one name. Only one person lived for killing. Or at least, that's what he put out. Sterling.

He had killed so many woman before, but they weren't really the threat were they? He had a sexual way of killing. Charming, he was. But I couldn't fall for him. I just couldn't. Nothing about him drew me in the way Logan did.

There; every thought I had was going back to Logan. I had to quit thinking about him. He probably didn't like me. "Sterling," I said. Jupiter looked up, one of her what are you thinking looks on her face. "I don't know if he kills because he has to, or just for the fun of it, but he's the only one I can think of that is strong enough."

Both Logan and Jupiter understood, but did I see jealousy in Logan's eyes? I smiled. Maybe he did like me. Anyway, I thought to myself.

"True," Jupiter said. I knew she would think of it as a good idea, but could we trust him around David? I sighed. "What?" they asked at the same time.

"David," I said. "What about him?" Jupiter asked, confused again. But I had a feeling she knew what I was thinking.

"Can we trust that Sterling wont kill David the first chance he gets?" She looked down, then back up at me, hope in her eyes. "Yes." I nodded, not so sure. I saw something beside hope in her eyes. Attraction? Maybe Jupiter knew he wouldn't because...she liked him? I was insane. Accusing everyone of loving each other. I sighed, sitting down at the table.

I had to quite having these love illusions. But, maybe they weren't illusions. Maybe love was showing in their eyes. I had no clue.