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Have you ever found things in the most unexpected places? Like when you lose your keys and you find them in the bathroom, or in your briefcase.

I was on my way through the forest to work when I found him. He came out of nowhere and landed at my feet. "Are you okay" I helped him up. "Yes, you've got to help me! Their coming after me!" oddly enough this guy had an accent, like the ones you hear over in England. "Who is?"

"The Red Coats."

I couldn't help but chuckle "Red coats? Hate to tell you this but the 1800's are long over. Welcome to the 21st century."

"Thank you, pardon me but…" Then he ran off. I shrugged him off as some freak that usually hangs out in Central Park. I looked down and saw a red jewel on the ground. I picked it up and looked it over, it was like a ruby but it was so red that it was almost black. It was kinda hard to really look at it in the dark. I stuck in my pocket and continued to head for work.

"Melissa your late!" Candy yelled from the corner. "You've got 2 tables that are waiting on their orders." Candy was the head waitress; she had worked at the Grill for longer than I've lived. She insisted on wearing clothes that was way too young for her and chewing gum. Not just chewing it, smacking it. "Sorry Candy, I'll get right on them." I took off my backpack and put it up in the locker room. In there I got my apron and put one my cooking cap. My cooking cap was an old navy cap I had gotten from the thrift shop a few years before when I first started working in the kitchen. I put my capon backwards and started working. "What are the orders?"

"You got one lamb special, a turkey sandwich and three soups."

"Got it!" I hurried across the kitchen getting the orders ready. "Order up!" I shouted through the serving hole.

Candy came back in. "Alright, I need 3 lamb specials, a steak and a glass of warm milk for the cutie of nine!"

"He say how he wants his meat?" I said holding the raw steak in my hand. "Raw"

"Like Hell am I going to give a customer something raw." I slapped the steak on the grill and served it rare. I put the plate on the full tray that Candy took out to the man who ordered it. "Here you go." The man smiled, his eyes flashed yellow. "Thank you, but umm…I thought I ordered my steak raw not rare." Candy smacked her gum "I'll tell Melissa."

"Is that the chef?"

"Assistant chef, no one important. I can take it back if you want?"

"Oh I don't want to cause any trouble for her."

"Oh no its fine." Candy took the plate and went back into the kitchen. "Melissa, you got the order wrong! He said raw not rare."

"Hey can you cover for me?" I asked one of the other assistant chefs. He shook his head yes. "Table nine Right?" Candy smacked her gum "Yeah." I smiled and took the plate out of her hands. When I got to table nine there were empty plates where there should have been plates stacked with food. I looked at the only man that was sitting at the table. It was the same man that I saw in the park "You again?"

"Hello" He said cheerfully.

"What are you doing here?"

"Eating, are you Melissa?"

"Yeah, and you're the jackass that sent back this steak. Listen I don't serve raw food here. If you want it raw go to the butcher, but not here."

I plopped the steak on the table. "Your gonna have to take it or leave it."

"I did not mean to upset you."

"Yeah well too late."

"Melissa!" Candy rushed over to me and started dragging me back to the kitchen "Your needed back in the kitchen, I'm sorry sir for the inconvenience."

"Edvard, please." I gladly went back to the kitchen; at least there I could take my anger out on a innocent steak that needed tenderizing.

I finally got off my shift at midnight, when I went outside I saw the man in the middle of the park, staring at the moon, it was almost full. Edvard, I think his name was.

"You lost?" I asked him, still a little mad from earlier.

"I think I am, usually I have a great sense of direction but here I can't tell north from south."

"Well don't you have a place to stay?" I think I was feeling sorry for him, but then again when he spoke to me his eye kept flashing and something in me would flash back.

"No I don't."

"I"

"You what?"

"if you need a place to stay, I can help."

"Thank you. I would like that very much."

"Come on." I started to head home and he followed me like a lost little puppy. He even had the face to match it. "You have to be very quiet or GG will have my head."

"GG?"

"My great-grandmother. I live with her, Listen I should warn you that she doesn't take all that well to strangers so if she asks your just a friend. Nothing more."

"Alright, why would she think I'm more than a friend?"

"That's just the way GG operates, she thinks every guy I look at I'm interested in. Wait, Why am I even tell you this? Just stop with the questions."

I unlocked the front door and set my bag down by the door. "You can stay on the couch. Bathrooms the first room to the left and don't wonder around, not unless you want to end up with a head full of lead." GG liked keeping a small handgun under her pillow ever since her first encounter with my dad. She won't tell me the reason behind it.

"Head full of lead?" Edvard asked

"Shot, Just don't go walking around in the middle of the night and if you have to use the bathroom make sure to put the lid back down." I went to my door "I'll be in here if you need anything." This was a bad idea, I knew that but I couldn't just leave him out in the cold! I got dressed into a tank top and some shorts and crashed.

Edvard looked around the living room; studying the pictures of Melissa growing up and one picture of Virginia and her grandmother. He put the picture back down and laid down on the couch, he slowly closed his eyes listening to everything around him. He slept but was aware of everything around him.


hope you liked it! please review! Also I know that these chapters are short, thats why I like them! They're not as nearly as long as my other stories!