Today had not worked out well for Blake.

She messed up, that's all there is to say about it. Unfortunately, being extremely regretful doesn't mean that you can't be productive. So there she was, sitting in the living room working on her painting for her final project. Blake kept applying brush to canvas as the days events were being mulled over in her head. What she had done was unforgivable, but now all she could do was wait for news.

The whole process of painting and self loathing went on for a while, and was only brought back down to earth when a motorcycle went by the house and began to slow down.

"That's strange," Blake muttered to herself. No one really came by this street at this time of night, plus it couldn't be Yang. Bumbleby never made as much noise as this stranger. It wasn't until the motorcycle stopped that Blake saw it. The helmet's design was one that she had seen all to often, the bull horns were there to show the drivers fearlessness. As the rider took off the helmet revealing the bright red hair underneath, Blake dived below the window desperate to get out of sight.

Adam had found her!
She thought she had escaped him, when she moved apartments, when she changed her number, hell when she even changed her cars licence plate and got a paint job for christ's sake.

Knock Knock

Now was not the time to panic, he can't get in, right? Not wanting to test that theory, Blake began to crawl out of the living room. Ever since she figured out what he was really was like, she knew what he was like.

It had been a day like any other, Adam was leading them on another hunt to free some animal in need. It was just the four of them back then; just Adam, Lou, Ilia, and herself, four kids just trying to help those that couldn't help themselves. Carrying the torch that she thought her parents had long since dropped, and with Adam leading them there was nothing that they couldn't do.

They were camped out in Lou's van waiting for the target to come by.

"So who are we going after today Adam?" Blake asked as she passed Adam his mask, "Is it another animal abuser?"

Adam slipped on his mask before he answered her, "Don't worry Blake, this man deserves what's coming to him." Seeing the doubt in her face, Adam reached over and put his hand on her shoulder. "Come on Blake, don't you trust me."

"Of course I do," Blake responded.

"Good," Adam said before pulling her in for a quick kiss.

"Um hey guys?" Ilia said breaking their attention, "The target is coming by."

And there he was, the man that they had been expecting: Professor Peter Port out walking his dog.

"Professor Port?" Blake cast a bewildered look towards Adam. Adam looked back towards her, the reaffirming shoulder grab back where it was, "Blake it's okay. I know what I'm, and this man deserves what's coming to him." After his words sunk in Adam went over to the side door of the van and looked over to Ilia and Blake, "On the count of three I'm going to open the door, I'll take care of the old man while you two get the dog." The two girls nodded in response.

"One," Adam grabbed the door handle, "Two," the three of them tensed up as the professor got closer, "THREE," The three college kids shot out of the car towards the professor.

"What in the world?" Port said as he dropped his dogs leash in surprise.

Blake learned two things in the next week that she wished she had known then, 1.) Port used to be a U.S. Marine and had also acquired a black belt in Judo, this was made clear when Adam tried to attack the older man. Port's hand immediately shot out and grabbed Adam's arm and tripped him to the ground before pinning him. 2.) the dog that Port had with him was a Bullmastiff, who as soon as he saw his owner getting attacked went from cuddle mode into guard mode.

That last part caused the running Blake and Ilia to skid to a stop as the dog charged at them. "Shit," Blake screamed as she lost her footing. As Ilia bent over to try and help Blake up as the dog menanced towards them. "C'mon Blake get up," Ilia whispered as she tried to help her friend. But when Blake tried to get up, her leg gave out beneath her. "I think I twisted my ankle."

"Grrrr" the dog uttered as he slowly walked towards them with his teeth bared towards them. Ilia dropped Blake in surprise fear, as she began to try and sooth the beast.

"Nice doggie," Ilia said in a soothing voice with her hands up, "we're just trying to help you." Ilia began to slowly move towards the dog that had stopped in confusion.

"Ruff Ruff," the dog's bark threw off any chance that the group had as he began to move forward again.

"Edgar?" Port said as his head whipped over to his dog. With Port distracted Adam freed his arm and punched the older man. Adam continued to attack Port, a sadistic smile creeping onto his lips.

"How do you like that old man? Think that you can embarrass me like that?" Adam asked as he continued to attack the older man, who while still putting up a fight, was clearly getting hurt.

The only thing that stopped Adam from continuing his assault was a sudden realization that hit him. As it turned out the Adam had been loud enough to get the attention of Port's faithful companion, causing the dog to charge at the young man.

"BARK BARK BARK," Edgar roared as he charged at his masters assailant. Adam immediately got off of the older man, and began to run towards the van.

With the dog occupied, Ilia tried to help Blake get to the van. Unfortunately, Adam barrelled past into the two and just pulled Ilia into the car. As Adam pulled her into the van, Edgar ran up and ripped a part of Adam's pants off. Adam began to frantically kick him away before slamming the van door close.

"What about Blake?" Ilia yelled, trying to reach out for her friend.

"Forget about her," Adam yelled at Ilia before turning towards Lou was still in the driver's seat. "Now get us out of here."

And so the van began to drive off with Edgar chasing it, leaving Blake still laying down on the ground, abandoned and alone. Blake hobbled away towards a nearby park bench and just broke down into tears. Port started to whistle for his Edgar, who returned still with ripped pants in his mouth, and they began to walk home. Now that no one was around to hear, Blake just began to break down into loud sobs. Her crying began to attract the attention of a blonde worker across the street at the Chunky Monkey. He ran over to see what was wrong, and then he lent her his shoulder over to the ice cream parlor and giving her a free cone to try and cheer her up.

Then they just talked for longer than she thought that she would, and she ended up staying until his shift ended. When it was all said and done, he gave her a ride home and his number. She thanked him for the help, and then they saw each other on campus later that week. She felt happy and loved with Sun Wukong.

Now she just had to figure out why she messed it all up, and how she could even try to fix it.