First Fancfic but had to re submit it because computers aren't my specialty. So please, enjoy this one because I raped the spellcheck button... And even though I raped it, there are still things wrong with it, but a friend of mine is playing editor, so it won't be like this for long :)

Rain fell heavily on a dark septembers night in Vancouver city. No one was stupid enough to venture out into the dark and frigid night, except for one lone figure. She pulled her arms around her body, trying to stay warm despite her thin sweater ans being soaked to the bone.

She was walking quickly, not daring to slow down for fear she would freeze to death if she stopped. A car drove by, going way too fast and sending a spray of water that knocked her off her feet. It didn't matter though, what could a little water do to her that could outweigh the events of that night. She rolled up from the puddle, water soaking through the little bit of her that was dry. She stood up, and whoever it was didn't even bother to slow down and check if she was okay, it didn't matter though, she preferred that no one come and see what a mess she was.

She stood in front of a small two story house, looking up at the dark windows, willing for something to happen. She knew no one would see her and she didn't really want to neighbors to call the police to complain about some deranged girl standing outside a house. She walked to the side gate of the house that led to a very small backyard, there was a shed pressed up closely to the house with a garbage bin placed in front of the door. She ran over to the garbage can and proceded to climb on top of the shed. Her knee was suddenly confronted by a sharp digging pain, her knee had scraped a nail sticking out of the shed and her jeans had caught on it. With a yank, she heard a ripping noise and stumbled into the window, banging hard against the solid glass. A lamp suddenly flicked on inside, a man gripping a baseball bat suddenly apeared in the window. The guy, realizing who it was immediately dropped the bat and opened the window.

The girl climbed into the warm house and felt a little relieved that she wasn't going to get her head bashed in.

"What're you doing here? Especially in this weather!" the guy who let her in stumbled over to his closet and to get her some dry clothes and a towel, he was obviously exhausted once the spike of adrenalin ran out of his system.

The girl bit her lip nervously and looked away from the light shining in her eyes. You could tell by her puffy eyes that she'd been crying... a LOT, "Ian, I'm not really in the mood to talk about it right now," as the last words came out of her mouth, her voice cracked.

Ian went over, wrapping the towel around her frozen body, giving her a hug.

"It's alright, we can talk tomorrow. Let's just get you into some clean clothes Tally. You can sleep in my bed and I'll sleep in the livingroom. We can have a nice breakfast in the morning."

With that said, he guided her over to the bathroom and placed the dry clothes on top of the closed toilet seat. He gave her one last hug before leaving the room and shutting the door.

Ian PoV

Tally hasn't been doing so good lately. We've been bestfriends for as long as i can rememberand I've only seen her this upset once before. We had both been about 10 a the time and her mother had died earlier that day because of a car accident. She had run away from home and was crying her little eyes out. I couldn't let her run off by herself, so i went with her and we spent one long, cold night sleeping in a treefort we had found in the 'forrest'. It wasn't an actual forrest, just a small patch of trees that some other kids had built a long forgotten fort it.

Since that time though, she had handled herself pretty well for a young girl losing her mother, and being in that house for so long under those... conditions.

Whatever happend tonight, I'll listen, I don't like seeing her big. Brown eyes so sad...

He threw himself down on the couch, not even bothering to grab a blanket or pillow, and fell asleep with Tallys eyes haunting him with sadness into the dream world.

Tallys PoV

Ian closed the door to the bathroom. I could hear him walk down the stairs.

The clock above the toilet read 2:34AM

I looked at myself in the mirror, god, i was a complete wreck! My chin length hair that i had done a bad job dying red a few days ago, was bleeding its color onto my once light blue sweater, now the color of a rotting orange. The right leg of my pants was ripped off completely at the knee, blood was dripping from the gash in my knee and dripping scrlet drops onto my once white now brown sneakers. My face looked terrible, my eyes were blood-shot and rimmed in red, my eyeliner smudged to make me look like a racoon and some acne was having a wild party on my forehead. How Ian could recognize me was beyond my comprehension.

I peeled my wet clothes off my body and hopped into the shower, turning the heat up to as much as I could bear. The water cascaded over me, bringing my frozen body back to life.

I can never thank Ian enough for all he has done for me in my life. He helped when my mother died 10 years ago, coming with me and making sure that nothing bad happened to me. He always listened to me and even though he could give soem really bad advice, he was always a shoulder i could lean on in difficult times, whether in be a nasty friend, or my stupid father. He was my best friend, and i wouldn't trade him for the world.

Tallys leg started stinging and she remembered that she would have to clean out her wound. She wasched her hair and 20 minutes later, got out and recieved the first aid kit that Ian kept in the medicine cabinet. After she treated her knee, she put ont he clothes Ian had left for her and hung her wet ones over the bathtun to dry.

She went over and threw herself into Ians bed and passed out from sheer exhaustion.