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so here you go, this is the next chapter and it's dedicated to Paranormalcy because her harassment it's what brings me to write! lol!

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Sorry it's not really long, but I have a lot of work to do for school and I try my best to make it interesting.

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The days went by and Mary-Lynnette lost track of time. Sometimes she would wake up in the middle of the night just to find a small blond girl touching her arm carefully. The girl would never talk; she was as quiet as the night and shy like a mouse. She would carefully touch Mary-Lynnette's arm and clean the bandages on her arm. Mary-Lynnette tried talking to her, but every time she attempted to do it the girl would literally ran away, so after a few attempts Mary-Lynnette did not try it anymore. The pain on her arm was not getting any better, but the worst thing was the nightmares. They would hunt her down and drive her mad, more than once she would wake up at night screaming for her brother's or dad's name, sometimes even Jeremy would come in on her dreams and hold her the way she wanted to be hold or he would just blow her tears away, but no, instead she was alone wondering if he was okay.

Days kept passing away and the idea of coming back home started fading away slowly, she would watch the rain pound her window and after a while the cold became her worst enemy. Snow was starting to freeze the glass which clearly was not cold proved; she would wake up at night and feel like she had no body at all. A horrible cold was taking over her and she knew that if they didn't kill her soon, the cold would do it instead.

She was dreaming, she would imagine herself on her mum's arms when she was young. She missed her mum, she had left her when she was just 7 years old and she had been her best and probably only real friend at the time. She always felt like she hadn't been able to cry for her dead, once her mum had passed away she quickly had to become the strong female figure for her brother. Mark, he meant everything for her; he was practically her son since it was she the one who raised him and took care of him. The brothers loved each other so much that people would be surprised that they didn't have that relationship of love-hate that brothers and sisters normally have. She missed him, she knew that on knights like this one when she was just not feeling cold from outside but on the inside as well, he would come and hug her until she fall asleep and he would take care of her. Her father would sometimes wonder if it was all an act or they were really like that. Her father, she missed him and she was worried. How was he doing without her right now? Surely he had Claudine with him but it was not the same. Claudine was useless, and Mary-Lynnette knew that her father would most of the time expect Mary-Lynnette to take care of him. She missed him, she missed his old sad eyes that were still missing her old wife, she missed the way he would say her name which was proudly and full of love, she would miss the way he would worry for her and she knew that this whole situation was probably driving him sick.

Those thought hunted her every night. She stopped eating slowly thinking that the food might be poisoned. She kept drinking water to keep herself conscious but with the same fear. She couldn't move much and even her basic necessities became less and less every time. She felt asleep again thinking on how much she wished she was dead and hoping the dead would soon take her.

A horrible pain woke her up. The little blond girl was there again fixing her arm and cleaning her. She felt sorry for her, maybe she was a prisoner as well. She looked quietly at the girl; she had really blond hair and her eyes where big and purple. She looked tormented and sad. Mary-Lynnette wondered if she also missed her family.

"When are they going to kill me?" Mary-Lynnette asked quietly. The girl slightly jumped but didn't say anything instead she started working faster. "Please" Mary-Lynnette tried again "If I am not going to leave, I just want to die" She was practically crying, begging for her dead just to feel peace. The girl stopped working and looked at her directly on her eyes "Do never wish those things" she whispered "Never do that on this place" with that said she turned to leave but Mary-Lynnette grabbed her hand. "Please?" Mary-Lynnette said again. The girl shook her head and Mare let go of her hand, but before she would leave she turned around and looked serious "Be careful with who you truest, nothing it's what it seems to be".

The next morning Mary-Lynnette wondered if she had actually dreamed that or if it had been real. Maybe her mind was tricking her or she had finally come insane. She was hungry and decided that since they wouldn't let her die, she would take care of it herself. She stopped drinking and after two days she became extremely ill. The little blond girl had found her on her room unconscious and cold and white as the snow. She ran to get the old woman living downstairs quickly to let her know about the girl. They both took her out from the room near a fire place, the old woman started feeding her and fixing her up while the girl called Quinn to inform him that the girl was not any better and had to stay in the house for longer, she hadn't said the real situation after the old lady decided to keep it as a secret before Quinn would send his people.

They feed Mary-Lynnette and gave her water; they cleaned her up fully and realized how skinny she had become. They let her rest close the fire they had downstairs.

"We need to take her upstairs ma'am" The little girl said. The old lady gave a deep sigh and shook her head. "No, we cannot do that yet. The girl would die upstairs with this cold".

"But what are we going to say when he comes back?" The small girl said shyly with obvious fear on her voice. The old lady pulled her chin up and looked directly on her eyes.

"Gillian, you are going to go to your room, you've done enough for her" The old lady told her, she could see that Gillian was about to complain so she added "You are a brave girl Gillian, I can see that you are scared of whatever is going to happen now, but listen to me… You've done enough for her and now I will be the one facing my nephew" Gillian shook her head quickly.

"No ma'am, I won't leave you alone with him" she said looking anxious "He is strong and mean, he can hurt you!" The old lady laughed and shook her head.

"He is young that's why he is so strong, he is evil and reckless because he has never cared for anyone or anything, but one day… one day Gillian, he will learn all that" She said looking at the sick girl lying on the couch.

"Why do you think he wanted to keep her here?" Gillian asked quietly. The old lady looked sad and old. "I don't know Gillian, or I'm trying not to think about it too much" Gillian looked puzzled "All I know is that whatever he wants from her, I won't allow it for her own good" Gillian blushed and looked at the girl "Do you think he wants her for…" she couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence, she had learn that when you say things out loud, there was a bigger chance that they will come true.

The old lady gave a deep sigh "I don't know Gillian, but I won't allow it as long as I'm alive" She promised to herself. "I will take care of her even if he doesn't want me to" She said caressing the unconscious girl's hair. "I promise"

A sudden noise broke on the kitchen followed by voices. They both tense and the old lady sent Gillian to her room quickly then stood up and went to see what was happening.

Four people were on her kitchen, one of them clearly drunk and the other three on a bad mood. Looks like things had not gone the way they wanted. Good, she thought.

"What is going on?" She asked quietly. The four faces turned to look at her surprised to find the old lady awake. "You are making such a big noise!"

"Things are fuck up and you are complaining for the noise?" The black hair boy said incredulous.

"Morgead, there is no need on yelling at me. I am right here" She said looking at the boy who had covered her face with his hands.

"James, what happened?" She said looking at James. He did not respond at the beginning but shook his head and avoided her gaze "Jez left us" Pain went through her and she placed her hand over her heart. "Is she dead?" James quickly shook his head "No, she left the group… she…" he didn't finish the sentence; he was looking at Morgead who seemed to be dying.

"She betrayed us" a boy with thick black hair said. She couldn't remember his name but she didn't like him at all, there was something dark on this boy and she could feel it, something wanting to come out of him.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked walking towards her sink and grabbing a cup of water. They were silence and she believed she wouldn't get an answer. "Come on boys… where is Jez?"

"She left us, she went to be part of Circle Daybreak" her nephew answered her. She looked at him surprised but inside she was relieved, Jez had actually managed to get in the group, she was safe now. "We have worst problems though" her nephew said.

"Okay, and what would that be?" she said quietly handing the glass to Morgead. Her nephew looked away and annoyed, and for some reason her pulse started rushing. "We have a spy among us".

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Mary-Lynnette woke up feeling dizzy and weak. She didn't know where she was but didn't complain either; at least she was finally warm. Slowly she tried to move but she was too weak to do so, so she closed her eyes again. Voices were coming from somewhere and they sounded angry, she didn't like the sound of them, it made her anxious. She tried to sleep again but the voices were too loud for her to manage to do it, she closed her eyes and stood there semiconscious.

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"A spy?" She said with surprised. He knew, that's why he wasn't looking at her, it had been she the one who had taken his sisters away from him to protect them and then Jez. When she had heard that Jez was half human she had to do something to protect her niece even if that meant giving them the idea that she had betrayed them.

"It's funny though" the black hair boy said " Jez leaves and we find out about the spy" his comment somehow bothered her, it was like he was suggesting something and she didn't know if he meant her.

"Why would you say that?" She asked cautiously. He laughed darkly. "Wasn't there a vermin accused of being a spy?" he said with sarcasm. She noticed her nephew looking as if he couldn't care less but she noticed the muscles on his arm tensing.

"Yes, and Quinn took care of her, didn't he?" She answered calmly after all, nobody would suspect from Quinn not getting rid of a human girl.

"I don't know, there have been rumors saying that she is not dead" The boy said. She shook her head and laughed "And we are going to believe every single gossip that goes around this place! The other day I heard that you were seen on a gay bar" the boy growled "But I don't think that's true either son, is it?" she had won the argument but had obviously made an enemy.

"Whatever, I think it's time for us to go, Morgead?" James said standing up and grabbing Morgead. He didn't respond at all, falling to his knees.

"Leave him here" her nephew said "After all, it looks like the alcohol had reached his brain" James narrowed his eyes, nodded to the old lady and opened the door to leave "Are you coming?" he asked the thick black hair boy. The boy nodded but moved towards Morgead "Don't you want a hand to move him?" her nephew nodded and went to grab Morgead "We can lay him on the couch" She tensed remembering the girl.

"Actually!" she said blocking their way "I had to remove the couch, Gillian found out a plague inside of it and we just cleaned it" she said making a face. "Leave the boy here for the moment, I don't want him throwing up all over it so he is not coming inside my house until he is sober" she said hands on her hips.

"What?" her nephew asked incredulous but only a look from her while the other boy wasn't looking was enough to make him understand that it was the boy the one who wasn't welcome on the house.

"Fine" her nephew said "we'll leave him here" he turned around and dropped Morgead on the seat he had been previously. James coughed and moved his head towards the door indicating that their time here was done and left followed by the boy. Once the door was close he turned to face his aunt.

"What was all that about?" he said annoyed. She snorted, her nephew was always on a bad mood and it seems that it was always towards her.

"Well, on the couch that you wanted to place your friend is the girl that you kidnapped" she said cleaning Morgead's glass away. That made it, her nephew's eyes changed colour like crazy and she knew that this was a clue indicating the anger he was feeling.

"You let her out?" He screamed furiously.

"I had to" she said calmly "You gave me order of keeping her alive on that room, well… she was malnourished and dehydrated and half frozen since the windows were not keeping the cold out, I couldn't just leave her there or she would have died" she said tiredly. Before she could add anything else, her nephew turned around and went next door quickly.

He found her on the couch apparently sleeping and without any other words; he grabbed her softly and took her upstairs again ignoring her aunt's screams.

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