"What is it?" Asked Reaver.

"I'm trying to call him back! Please..." Answered Alex, pushing him back to stop him from hovering over her shoulder.

A few seconds passed.

"Hello?" Came a voice from the phone.

"Riley? Hey! It's Alex, sorry I missed your call, I left my phone..." She apologized, sitting down on the edge of bed.

"You're fine, got your voicemail, why did you want to know about the plushy?" Asked Riley.

"I-I just wanted to see if there was any more." She said, not having prepared what to tell him.

"I don't think I saw any..." He responded after a moment.

Alex and Riley's conversation went back and forth, while Reaver, getting more and more impatient, started to look around her room for anything interesting. He went to the other side of the bed and picked up her clock. "Ah, so you're what she hit me with." He mumbled, inspecting it. He noticed the time and the multiple buttons and wondered what they did. Curiosity got the best of him, and after looking over to Alex to make sure she wasn't paying attention to him, he pressed one.

A noise suddenly came from the alarm clock, causing Reaver to drop it. On his foot. He cursed loudly, holding his hurt foot and balancing on one leg.

"Who was that?" Asked Riley.

"No one! Just the TV..." Responded Alex whipping her head around and tossing a pillow at him, only after she threw it did she realize he was standing on one leg.

The pillow hit him in the head and he lost balance, falling over and bringing her nightstand crashing down with him. He cursed again and groaned.

"Ok, Alex? Who is that? Is there someone in your house with you?" Questioned Riley. He was always very protective of his little sister.

"No! I-"

"That's it. I'm coming over." He stated.

Before Alex could respond he hung up. She sat there for a moment, completely shocked, and then it passed.

"REAVER! You bloody IDIOT!" She screamed, getting up and storming over to him as he picked himself of the floor. She took a fistful of his shirt and hauled him up fully, preparing to slap him, but he grabbed her arms and spun her around, holding her back against his chest.

"Let me go! LET ME GO!" She yelled, trying to ram her elbow into him.

"Calm down, love... Calm down. You wouldn't hit someone who just hurt themselves, would you?" He said, restraining her with little effort.

She panted, slightly gaining some control over herself. "Do you have any idea what you've done? He's coming over now, he's going to see you!" She told him, still furious.

"To put it frankly it was your fault...' he hesitantly let go of her and she turned around to face him 'Look. Everything will be fine. I'll hide, and sooner or later your brother will leave. Or...' he smirked cruelly 'I could just shoot him for you."

That earned him a slap he could never have avoided.


Alex paced back and forth around her living room, occasionally glancing at her front door in anticipation. Reaver sat crossed legged on her couch.

"Don't get too comfortable, he could be here any minute..." Alex warned. Reaver sighed in response, examining a chip on his fingernail with too much interest.

Without warning a knock came from her door. Alex jumped and rushed over to Reaver, pushing him up from the couch.

"Go! Hide!" She hissed. He hurried over to her closet and went inside. Alex fixed her hair and went to the front door, after taking a deep breath, she opened it.

Riley stood there with his hand on his hip, he was tall, taller then Alex anyway. He had dark blond hair and a short beard that was in stark contrast to Alex's black hair, but she knew it was dyed.

"Hey sis." He said with a small smile.

"Hey.' she hugged him before stepping back to let him come in 'Um, sorry about earlier, I uh, tripped over something."

He looked around briefly before turning his attention back to her. "Well, I may have slightly overreacted, but come on, I'm allowed to be worried about my baby sister." He tugged her hair slightly, knowing she hated it. "Anyway you should have invited me over sooner."

"Uh you got here like yesterday... And then broke in." She huffed.

"Well I didn't look around or anything." He said laughing a little.

"Yeah, well still... Anyway, my place is a mess, you want to just go somewhere else?" She asked, hoping he'd agree.

"Eh? I just got here... But if that's what you want to do." He responded with a shrug.

Yes! Now all she had to do was get her things and leave for a bit, Reaver couldn't get in too much trouble on his own...

"Alright, ready?" He asked.

"Ye-"

"Aaah!"

The door the closet swung open suddenly, slamming against the wall as it did. A moment later something small and black flew, literally flew, outside the closet, shortly followed by Reaver who was a hyperventilating mess.

"What the he-" Riley was cut off when the thing flew towards them, making Alex scream and forcing Riley to move out of it's way.

"For Christ's sake, Alex. It's just a bat..." Said Riley, his attention more on the man who was frantically wiping at his clothes and hair then the bat.

Riley opened the front door casually and let the little creature fly out, now it was whoever was in the hallway's problem. He slowly turned back to Alex and Reaver with a scowl, his expression an obvious threat towards Reaver.

Alex backed up until she was next to Reaver, she grabbed his arm and squeezed tightly.

"One second, you couldn't wait one second?" She hissed.

"It landed in my hair... It landed in my hair..." He whined, pointing to his head.

"Alex!" She looked back to Riley. "Who is he?" He questioned.

"You wouldn't even believe me if I told you! You'd think I was crazy!" She yelled.

"Oh for the love of... I already do! So just tell me!" He begged.

Alex sighed, placing her head in her hands. "...He's Reaver." She mumbled.

"The ...Fable character?" He stared at her unblinking.

"Yes! Please, you have to believe me. The night you gave me the doll, I woke up with him here, in his outfit and everything! The doll's even missing. I know it's crazy, I know it's so crazy, but I know I'm right, it even looks just like him!" She said, gesturing to Reaver.

"She's telling the truth, it's me..." Added Reaver, finally starting to relax.

"Please... I wouldn't lie to you. Besides, don't you believe in all those conspiracy theories and aliens? This can't be too far of a leap." Said Alex with a halfhearted smile.

Riley's eyes shifted between the two of them, his expression unreadable. Finally after what seemed like forever he sighed loudly. "I knew that guy seemed shady..." He said, more to himself.

"What guy?" Asked Reaver.

Riley eyed him suspiciously before responding. "The guy I got the doll from. He had a small cart of just Fable stuff, dolls, music box replicas, you name it. He was supposed to be like that guy... Ugh, starts with a M..."

"Murgo." Offered Alex.

"That's it! He even talked like him. I thought he was just some fan trying to sell homemade crap, but he was... weird. I can't explain it, it was like he just didn't belong." He explained.

"Who's Murgo?" Asked Reaver.

"He's from Albion too. You never met him though." Responded Alex. "Where was this guy?"

"Like a... sort of shopping area, about 20 minutes from here. I don't remember where it was exactly." Said Riley. Reaver groaned and rolled his eyes.

"Hey, we'll find it, I promise." Comforted Alex.

"The guy said he'd be there for the week, not so late in the day though... We can go together tomorrow morning, I'll be able to get to him again, I'm sure." Offered Riley, ignoring Reaver's complaints.

"...Alright. Just meet me and Reaver in front of the apartment tomorrow, ok?" Said Alex. Riley nodded and went back to her door, she followed him.

"Let me talk to you outside for a second, Alex." He said quietly, and she agreed. After stepping into the hallway she spoke up.

"I know all of this is just insane... But thank you, thank you for believing me." Said Alex.

"I think I believe you. But I know for a certain I don't believe him,' he nodded towards her home, and to Reaver 'you shouldn't either. If that's really the Reaver, then we both know he's dangerous."

"He wouldn't hurt me." Snapped Alex, trying to keep her voice down.

"You don't know that. Please, just... be careful." He warned, taking hold of her shoulders, but she just shook him off.

"Y-you're wrong... I trust him." She said defiantly, turning around and going back inside. After closing everything again she gave her attention to Reaver. He had his usual lopsided grin, but she could have sworn she saw it falter for just a second.

"I'm not going to act like you didn't hear any of that..." She said with a sad smile.

He just shrugged. "I have good ears."

After a moment of awkward silence, Reaver stretched his arms and yawned loudly. "Well then, don't you think it's getting late? I don't know about you, but I like my beauty sleep." He said.

Her mood lightened a bit at the change of subject. "Yeah! Yeah... I'll just get some blankets and you can sleep here on the couch-"

"On the couch? Oh ma chérie... You sure have a sense of humor don't you?" He said, giggling.

Alex scowled. "There's nowhere else."

"I fully intend to sleep in your bed, dear,' he smirked slightly 'and you can sleep there too."

Alex sneered and shook her head. "Not in a million years." She said.

"I could wait..." He responded.

Alex sighed and went into her bedroom, grabbed some blankets and her pajamas and came back into the living room. She put the blankets on the couch and stared at Reaver.

"Just what are you doing?" He asked.

"Waiting for you to leave so I can change." She sighed.

"What's the matter? Are you shy around me?" He taunted.

"No. It's just weird." She told him calmly. "I'm tired, Reaver. I'm even letting you sleep in my bed, so please don't make this unnecessarily stupid."

He mock gasped and placed his hand over his heart. "I'm hurt... But very well." He walked up to her slowly and took her hand, planting a kiss on her knuckles. "Sleep tight, love." He whispered.

She kept her eyes on him as she pulled away her hand and wiped it on her pants. He just grinned and sauntered his way to her room, seeming to close the door, but actually left it open a hair.

"Reaver." She warned.

She heard him groan from all the way over where she was, followed by the click of the door completely shutting. Shaking her head and laughing lightly, she slipped off her clothes and put on her pajamas, then laid down of the couch and pulled the blanket over herself. After a while her eyes started to get heavy and she fell asleep.


"No!"

Alex shot up, gasping in surprise. Was that Reaver? Rubbing her eyes and grabbing her phone she checked the time. It was almost 3AM.

Pulling back the blanket she got up and rushed into her room, Reaver was sitting up on her bed, and even from where she was she could see he was shaking.

"Reaver? What happened?" She asked, coming closer to him. He mumbled something incoherent in response. "What did you say?" She whispered softly, standing in front him then leaning closer.

"Go away!" He snapped suddenly, making her flinch, he looked like he was on the verge of tears. He was a cornered animal right now, and she could tell he was serious.

"Reaver... Calm down-"

"Don't you dare. Don't you dare." He growled, pointing a finger at her accusingly. "Get away from me."

She stood back briefly, remembering the notes that were scattered around his mansion in Bloodstone. She also realized something else: He always got his way, with everything, even something like this, and that made things very clear to her.

"That's the problem, isn't it?" She started. He looked at her, his rage turning to confusion. "You tell people to go away, and then they actually do... While the whole time you need someone by your side.' she paused briefly then continued 'I swear, I'm not doing that to you, Reaver, I'm not going to hurt you like that. Because I know what's it's like to be alone, I know what's it's like to push people away, then wish they'd come back, except they don't... You mean too much to me to do that."

Without waiting for permission she wrapped her arms around his neck, rubbing his back comfortingly. He didn't do anything at first, just stared off into space, but he then hesitantly put his hand on the small of her back, barely whispering "It's my fault." Although she never heard him.

"I'm going to stay here for tonight." She said eventually. He looked unsure, like he had a different concept of what she meant.

"Hey, no." She corrected him quickly, shaking her head. He smirked slightly and shrugged. She had to admit she was happy to see him returning to his normal self, more or less. Pushing his shoulder a bit and allowing him to scoot over, she laid down and pulled the sheets up some more.

"Goodnight, Pirate King..." She whispered, letting herself fall asleep next to him.


I...I think this is where I want to go with this story, honestly I'm not sure. I mean I have to give Reaver some reason for being trapped here! All of it will be explained soon, anyway thank you so much for the reviews and I appreciate criticism :3