Hai! ^_^ This story is actually going to be quite long, about 24-26 chapters! It has a mystery in it (some original stuff, some HOA stuff), so that's why. And it's not started until about… at least a third into the story. But let's get rolling!

Fabina fic, by the way. I'm so mad at Nick now it's ridiculous. No Fabina, I have to go rampage. I am thinking of also boycotting the show (not watching until Fabina), but then I couldn't see what happens… A lot of people are doing that, I mean A LOT. I am doubting season four at the moment, unless Nathalia returns! We would all watch that!

By the way, a lot of people do this, I'm going to start putting a quote before the story. I think it'll look nice, and it will mostly relate. Possibly could be a few song lyrics as well. Okay, here we go!

And this story is not complete, so you won't see it for a while... Maybe. BUT I'm posting this because it's been exactly a year since I posted my first story on here, 'House of Delusion'! Which sucked, but that means a whole year in this part of FanFiction :3 Wow! I wanted to post something today because of it! Now on we go!

Description: Everything became distorted for Nina Martin, when her best friend Delaney suddenly disappeared, leaving barely any clues behind. Nina knew the police would never find her, so she sought out help from the famous nineteen year old detective, Fabian Rutter. But as they dug deeper, they learned that this wasn't just a elemental disappearance.

Nina's sister looks like Elle Fanning when she was younger.

Delaney looks like Hailee Steinfeld, but a bit older, since Delaney is 19, not 16.

~ Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them. ~

~ Bob Dylan ~

Prologue

Nina flipped through her old photo book, something she did every so often. It helped her remember things from long ago, which she never wanted to forget. Such as her parents, who had died when she was only ten.

Nina went back and gazed at the first picture, her mother holding her when she was just born. Her dad had taken the photo, that's what Gran told her.

Her mom had the same dirty blonde hair as Nina did, and the same green eyes. She wondered what she had gotten from her dad, her Gran didn't have many pictures of him. Gran said that he wasn't always a good person, and made a lot of mistakes.

She went to the next picture. Nina was about two years old, and her parents were holding each of her hands. She didn't know who had taken the picture, but she loved it, it was her favorite. She had been jumping and hanging from her parent's hands, and they had giant smiles on their faces as they watched her. Nina wished she could remember that moment, and the other moments as well. But she had been too young at the time.

Next picture. Nina was eight years old, she had learned how to ride her bike, without the training wheels. Her dad was standing far behind her, clapping his hands. Nina had a goofy grin on her face, you could see the multiple gaps from her missing baby teeth.

Nina flipped the page once more, revealing a picture of her with a cake, which had ten candles on top. It was the last birthday before her parents had passed, the last one they got to celebrate together. The next birthday she would share with her Gran, who she lived with until she was eighteen. She moved into her own house with Lilia, since Gran wasn't able to keep up with them.

Another flip, and a picture of Nina's sister, Lilia, was shown. A professional photographer had taken it a week after she was born, since nobody had taken a picture when she was actually born. Nina's mom had died giving birth to her.

And only three weeks after that, Nina had found her dad in their bathroom, lying dead on the ground, an empty pill bottle lying beside him. She knew it had been because of her mom, but what she saw had scarred her. She still had nightmares sometimes about seeing her dad like that.

The next photo showed Gran holding Lilia on her patio, and Nina sitting on the step below them. Nina had been looking down, her face stained with tears. Gran had plastered a smile on her face for the photo, Nina remembered that day. That was the day she moved in with Gran.

She had hated Lilia that day. She had wished Lilia wasn't ever born, she knew her parents would have been alive if Lilia wasn't ever in the equation.

Nina didn't even warm up to Lilia until she was fourteen. That was when Lilia found Nina crying and Lilia had hugged her, saying that she loved Nina, even though she was positive Nina hated her. Nina couldn't believe she said that, and she told Lilia she loved her to death.

Nina closed her photo book, not wanting to see the funeral photos that were next. She had put them in the back, so she wouldn't ever have to see then when she searched it.

Nina bounced her bed, and picked her book up, gently placing it on her bookshelf. She adjusted it slightly, making sure it wasn't going to fall. The book was quite wide, and her shelf wasn't, so many times it fell. It annoyed her, defiantly when it fell during the night.

One Direction started to fill the air, and Nina ran over to her phone, picking it up quickly. At the moment, One Direction was her favorite band, Harry Styles being her favorite. She just loved his curly hair, it was so adorable on him.

"Hello?" Nina asked into the phone, leaning against the wall. She could hear the other person sobbing on other line. She hadn't recognized the number.

"Nina, thank goodness you picked up! Delaney's gone!"

Cliffhanger, sort of. So, what do you think so far? Not much emotional in this chapter, I tried to add more in, but it just didn't work correctly. It was mostly just to show you Nina's past life, and her current life. I was originally going to explain it all, but I figured the photos were a nicer way. Next chapter will be up when I finish the story up! I am on Chapter 19 as of 1/14/13.

~JessIsTheBest~