He had smiled, when Drake had first said it, and Drake had mistakenly assumed that that was a good sign, but he wasn't sure if Caleb had been trying to kill Julian, or was simply desperate for answers.. Drake had barely been fourteen When Caleb arrived, and knew very little of the murdering of Julian's wife.. His son.. But he knew enough, like when Aketon had noted how Caleb looked a bit like Julian, and how without the knowledge of his family's decease, an average man wouldn't be able to tell Caleb from a real son, though one who'd found luck in the gene pool.. And Drake had been old enough to understand; not like Aldarn, who'd inevitably be blamed by Caleb anyway, because as far as Caleb was concerned, everybody knew.. And Drake knew he'd made a mistake, but Caleb had been binding himself to Julian; wracking himself in guilt..

And Drake had only wanted Caleb to feel free to leave Meridian. Caleb belonged here as much as Phobos belonged in heaven.

...

"Aren't you up?" Cornelia Hale grimaced, and the shrieked when a trickle of water met her back and she jumped up to glare at her sister. "You have a friend at the door. She's even wetter than you."

At that Lilian snickered, and Cornelia pushed past the blonde bob-cut possessed by the devil; pushing clumsy hair behind her ears as she walked toward the kitchen, finding Will, fiddling with her own hands and too engrossed to even notice Cornelia's entrance as the readhead mumbled to herself. "Stupid fucking.. Rrrgh.. Am I okay? Did I look okay? I was drownin- Cornelia.."

Cornelia smirked, as Will's cheeks flushed red, and Will stood up, causing the chair to clamber to the floor; the noise causing the redhead to jump and Cornelia grinned when Will finally tumbled with it. Even for Will, that was jumpy. "Bad morning?"

"You really are rich.." Cornelia smiled as she helped the girl up, but Will's large brown eyes were studying the large, showy kitchen. Her mother had never been bashful, and Cornelia often wondered if it was a good thing that she seemed to have inherited the gene. "Did you just wake up?"

"Oh, no, I always walk around with a nightgown that's soaking at the back.." Cornelia laughed, but Will didn't seem to find it funny and Cornelia suddenly took back inheriting her mother's confidence.. Because she almost felt embarrassed for her spoilt lifestyle, as Will gulped and looked down at her grubby shoes. It was funny though, as far as Cornelia was concerned, that Will felt embarrassed.. Because she knew fine that Susan Vandom worked in Simultech, and that Will couldn't be that far off the mark of 'rich'.. Will's.. 'Dress sense' was more of a.. Lifestyle choice. "That was a joke Will.. Have you even woken up yet?"

"Uh.. Sorry.. Caleb!" Blue eyes shot to brown immediately, as Will, again, fumbled with her words, and the redhead frowned as she suddenly turned to pick up the chair.. But it didn't matter, as a hundred emotions spilled at once, as her body thought of how beautiful he was while her cheek pulsed in tingles, but her brain remembered how he'd freaked out when she'd kissed his lips, and how he'd told her she was mistaken.. But he had kissed her.. "I mean, we're going to see Caleb today. Because I think I can open th-"

"When?" Cornelia didn't know, nor care what Will had to say, and apparently Will understood that fact, but not the reason behind her question as the red haired girl stood blankly.

"Well.. Now, I think.. I mean, wee have to meet everyone else at the.. The.." Will seemed to forget what she was saying, and Cornelia supposed it could've been because she'd long stopped listening after 'Now', because that was enough to make Cornelia want to slap Will. And by the slightly frightened expression, Will could sense that urge; stepping back and knocking herself over the chair once again - Cornelia whirled around and headed straight for the shower; ignoring the loud string of curses that would probably wake her mother, and Lilian's cackle that implied that her sister would like Will. The best part being when Lilian headed for the kitchen, and after a pause, Cornelia assumed Will had realized she'd been bad-mouthing in the prescence of a child; "OH.. FUCK!"

...

Caleb wanted to go. He didn't want to be here, and he could feel something clawing at his stomach for hours; since Drake had told him.. "I'd like to leave."

"Caleb.. Mon C-"

"I SAID I'D LIKE TO LEAVE!" Caleb stood; only for his arms to be restrained, and his eyes stung with a longing to water as Drake and Aketon pushed him back into the chair he'd been sitting on. He was shaking; he knew he was shaking, and he'd long been doing so since they'd stopped him from.. They'd asked him why he done that, and Caleb didn't know - he'd wanted to know more, but he'd wanted to kill Julian just as much. Because Julian had said killing was wrong, but didn't Julian lie anyway, and salt water fell now, as he remembered how Drake had only stood there. He was pretty sure that was how they'd done it last time - how they'd disarmed him.. 'What would Will say'. "I want to go to Earth. I want to-"

"Caleb, do you think she wants to see you?" Drake's words had been cutting, and he knew as soon as the words had been spoken in strained voice, that Drake took it back. But it wasn't wrong. "Caleb.. I didn't mean.."

But Drake got what he wanted, because Caleb knew he'd have to be fucking elated to be a fucking replacement, before he could run to seek comfort.. And Will didn't want him, so he supposed he'd have to find Hay Lin as an alternative.. He didn't want Will to know anyway..

Evil is coming - I promise.. And it'll be disturbing. :L :L