Once Mick and Beth left, Josef poured another glass of scotch and sat in his favorite spot on the couch. He rolled his neck and shoulders in an effort to get rid of the tension this girl was causing him. You know you wouldn't have kicked her… not really. His conscience told him. He sighed and brought the glass of alcohol to his forehead.

"It's been too long since I was a fledgling…" He told the room. After a few more minutes of wallowing in confusion and self-pity, Josef started to compile a list of things Elwen needed. "A freezer, obviously." It was the first thing he wrote on the scrap paper he had found on the coffee table. "Clothes." He added, "Although… she might want to pick those out herself…" He scratched the word off the list, and then made a face as he realized that he'd probably have to go shopping with her. "I'll make Beth do it." He said with a wicked smile. He wrote 'Clothes-Beth' underneath the word 'freezer'.

He sat thinking for a few more minutes.

"Ok!" He said with mock enthusiasm, rubbing his hands together, "A freezer it is…" He pulled his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number from memory.

"Eli!" He greeted the person on the other end, "I'm good, I'm good. You?" He chuckled. "Listen- I need a favor…" He paused, "I need another freezer." Josef sighed, "Yes, another one." Then, Josef's entire demeanor shifted, "Of course I'm good for it! Who the hell do you think you're talking to?" The offense was clear in his voice. As the man on the other quickly tried to make amends, Josef straightened his tie and collar angrily. "Yeah. Yeah," He said finally, "No. It doesn't need to be so fancy; in fact, it doesn't even need to be that big!" He laughed suddenly, "The person it's for is lucky if she's five feet tall!" Josef listened to the person on the other end for a moment. Then he rolled his eyes, "Look, Eli, can you get it here by morning or not?" Apparently, Eli didn't think he could deliver the freezer in eight hours. "Eli!" Josef said sternly, in an attempt to cut through the other man's rant, "You get it here by eight AM and I'll pay you price and a half… in cash." Josef listened for another moment, and then smiled, "I knew you could do it." He said drily, "I'll see you bright and early…" Josef hung up the phone angrily. "Asshole…" He grunted, "Whatever happened to 'the customer is always right'?" He sighed as he sat back down. He was looking around for something productive to do when it hit him.

"The bed's going to have to be taken apart…" He considered paying someone to do it, but then he figured he could use something to fill the time. When Josef walked into the bedroom, he looked at the bed with sad eyes. "I'm going to miss you." He told it as he pulled the black silk sheets and pillowcases onto the floor. He balled up the bedding and threw it in a nearby, nearly empty, hamper. "Probably need washed anyway…" He grumbled. Next, he pulled the mattress off the frame and leaned it against the wall. Then, he stared at the bed frame. There was a myriad of screws that kept the sleek, modern frame together. Josef wasn't sure if he had any tools that were meant for this. "I'm not even sure I have any tools…" He muttered to himself.

Josef turned the house upside down, as he searched for some sort of screwdriver. He searched every drawer in every room, except for his room. The last thing he wanted to do was wake up Elwen. His search proving fruitless, Josef went back to the spare bedroom and sat down in front of the problematic bed frame. He wasn't sure how long he'd been sitting there, when a female voice nearly scared him out of his wits.

"What are you doing?" Elwen asked. Josef turned to look at her and instantly wished that he hadn't. Naturally, she had slept nude in the freezer – he understood that- but instead of putting her old clothes back on, she had snagged one of his Armani shirts. That was it! That he didn't understand.

"I'm dismantling this bed." He told her as he stared.

"Really?" She asked as she looked at the frame suspiciously, "You sure have made a lot of progress…" Josef ignored her sarcasm.

"What are you wearing?" He demanded. She looked down at herself.

"One of your shirts." She said with a shrug.

"I can see that."



"Then, why'd you ask?"

"Because-" He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "What are you doing up?"

"I couldn't sleep anymore." She shrugged again. Josef looked at his watch.

"Sure you can!" He said with obviously forced cheer, "You've only had four hours sleep!"

"I'm used to getting less." She shrugged once more. If she shrugged one more time, Josef was going to duct tape her shoulders down. He took another deep breath.

"You should try to go back to sleep." He told her as he guided her out of the room, "Just, put my shirt back where you found it, climb back into my freezer, and go back to sleep." Elwen looked at him, puzzled.

"If I sleep anymore, I'll puke." She told him stubbornly.

"No you won't." Josef assured her.

"Why not?"

"Because, you'd sincerely regret it- this carpet's expensive." She threw him an ugly look. He sighed, "Look, at least try and get some more sleep… ok?"

"What is going on?" She asked, "Four hours ago you were throwing a hissy fit about me sleeping in that freezer, now you want to throw me in it!"

"I was not throwing a hissy-" Josef took yet another deep breath. "I really need to concentrate on taking this bed apart, and I can't do that with you buzzing around." She looked at him carefully.

"I can take that bed apart." Elwen said firmly.

"Really?" His tone made it obvious that he didn't believe her.

"Really."

"Then, by all means!" He gestured with one arm, signaling that she go ahead. Josef followed her with a smug smile as she walked purposefully into the kitchen. "You won't find any tools in here." He told her lazily while examining his fingernails.

"Good thing I'm not looking for tools then." She told him as she opened drawer after drawer. She slammed all the drawers that didn't yield what she was searching for.

"Then what are you looking for?" He asked, but she ignored him.

"Aha!" She exclaimed as she pulled out a decent sized kitchen knife. She slammed the drawer closed and headed for the spare bedroom. Josef couldn't help himself, he was intrigued now. Once they were back in the room, Elwen sat down on the floor. Josef followed her lead while keeping his eyes glued to the bed frame; his shirt wasn't very concealing, even if she was so small.

"See these?" She asked him as she pointed at one of the screws. He nodded that he did indeed see them. "These are flathead screws." She told him slowly, as if she were talking to a child, "Now, just because you are the strangest man in existence and you don't have any screwdrivers, doesn't mean that these can't be removed." Josef was about to defend himself, but Elwen continued over him. "You just get a knife, put the point here, and twist." She said as she showed him, "Now, remember; righty tighty, lefty loosey." She yawned, "I think I'll take your advice and hit the freezer again…" She told him as she stood and stretched. Josef kept his eyes on the floor. As she walked away, the older vampire had to get the last word.

"Make sure you put my shirt back!" He shouted after her.

"Don't worry, I will!" She yelled back, "It stinks just like you!"

Well, the older vampire had to try to get the last word.