"G-get up!" Rowan screams at me shaking me awake.

I groan and shift the blankets over my head. She tries pulling at them, but I have a good grip.

She lets go and I hear her walk to the end of the room. I try drifting off to sleep when I feel all of her weight come crashing down on me.

"Get up, get up, get up, g-get up!" she says steam rolling over me. What'd she do? Get a running start?

"I'm up!" I say pushing her to the floor.

"G-good."

"Your stutter is improving," I note sleepily.

She nods her head, "S-so what a-are w-we doing today?" she asks.

I shrug my shoulders, "No clue, we'll have to see what the guys are doing. By the way, thanks for playing along. I don't know why I didn't tell them who I really am. But now I'm kind of stuck in the lie so you have to call me Electra now ok?"

She nods her head and goes to the bathroom to change into the red outfit we picked out at the thrift store. When she comes out, I go in and stare in the mirror. If I'm going to stay looking like this, I need to keep my features the same. I stared at myself and kept that image in my mind as I imagined a new outfit. Black leggings, a skull dress and a knit beanie and my infamous leather jacket that I was growing attached to.

I walk out and the guys are sitting civilly at the table eating breakfast. Which is scary, because last time they fought and pushed and shoved to get what they wanted.

Near sees me walk in, "Electra, Rowan, would you care to join us for breakfast?"

I nod and signal for Rowan to follow me.

We awkwardly sit down. Matt hands us both plates and tells us to help ourselves to whatever we want.

I eye them suspiciously, and grab a few slices of fruit.

"Near, would you please pass me the chocolate syrup?" Mello says.

Near looks a bit confused at Mello's generosity, but passes it to him none the less.

"Why are you guys faking?" I ask bluntly.

The table goes silent and they all look at me skeptically.

"How would you know if we're faking? Faking what?" Mello questions back.

I sigh, "I can just tell ok? You're tense, and clenched your jaw and Matt over here looks ready to jump across the table in case of something and Near looked confused when you simply asked him politely to pass the syrup. By all means don't let our presence distract you from the way you normally act. I'm sure Rowan here would want to learn the real you and not the fake you."

Matt squints his eyes, "and you don't want to know the real us? Because it seems to me like you already do."

I mentally face palm. I wasn't supposed to say that.

"I meant both of us," I say lamely.

"Y-yeah, s-so what are y-you guys doing today?" Rowan asks, thankfully changing the subject.

"A little investigating," Mello says.

"So are you guys detectives or something?" I ask already knowing the answer.

"Yeah, we are," Mello says harshly raising his voice.

"Calm down Mells," Matt says.

"Uh, I think Rowan and I will just get going and spend the day out. Uh ok we'll see you soon!" and I take Rowan by the hood of her jumper and drag her out the door.

"Why did y-you do t-that?" she asks.

"Because I just sparked a forest fire," I reply.

We run out the door and turn down the gravel road towards town.

We get whistles from old scraggly guys and I have to fight off the urge to become completely invisible in front of all these people.

We pull into a small Mexican restaurant called "Las Chalupas".

We slide into a sticky booth and pick up the menus that are falling apart.

"T-this is a-all in Spanish," Rowan notes.

"Si, hablo espanol. Que quieres?"

Rowan looks at me skeptically, "Oh, s-so you're an a-angel, y-you c-can be whoever y-you want and s-speak s-spanish."

"Yeppers, I'm just that awesome." I'm about to ask her what she wants in English but someone knocks on the window. Stanley!

The door flies open and Stanley spots us and sits down next to me.

"Hi, didn't expect to see you here."

"Yeah, I didn't know you were going to be here either."

He looks wide eyed and clears his throat, looking at Rowan, who is looking at me confusedly.

"Wait, are you invisible?" I ask him. He nods.

"It's ok sandman, show yourself to my friend. She already knows I'm a Fallen Angel."

Skeptically he turns visible, and I only know that because Rowan gasps.

"W-whoa!"

"So what are you doing here Stanley?" I ask.

"Just meeting my friends. My other friends I mean," he corrects sheepishly. Glancing at my menu he tries showing off. "You know, I could read that for you if you want."

"That's ok, I think we've got it."

A plump lady with grey hair in an apron comes to take our order.

"Hola, bienvinedos de Las Chalupas, soy Sora."

I open my mouth to say our order but Stanley shushes me, "Hola Sora, como estas, nachos para mis amigas."

Except Stanley's Spanish comes out sounding very American. Sora must get this a lot from him because she rolls her eyes. "Stanley stop trying to speak Spanish, it's a little embarrassing," she says.

I fake mock horror, "Stanley, I thought you knew Spanish!"

Sora laughs, "Oh, goodness! Stanley just memorized the menu is all. Nice try though babe."

I laugh, "Stanley es tan graciso eh? Mi amigo y yo tendremos burritos de desayuno con queso y crema agria. Pudes hacer que por favor no picantes? Y yo no se nada de Stanley. Dijo que estaba a unos amigos por lo que probalemente va a pedir mas tarde."

"Oh Stanley, una chica que sabe espanol! Debe mantenerla."

Aw she said I'm a keeper. She goes to get our breakfast burritos and the door opens again.

A guy and girl around our age walk in. The girl has beautiful long black thick hair that is tied back in a braid. And the boy was skinny and had copper eyes. They looked exactly alike. I would be surprised if they weren't related.

"Who's the chic?" the girl says squeezing in next to Rowan.

"What are you looking at?" Rowan asks.

I guess they're fellow Angels.

"Oh, guys you can show yourselves, they're cool. Electra here is a Fallen Angel too. She can shape shift."

Rowan looks wide eyed at the twins as they appear next to her.

"T-this i-is getting a-annoying when I can't s-see you guys h-half the time!" Rowan says, crossing her arms.

"Not my problem," the girl says.

"Electra, this is Kaige and Dreagon. They are twins. Kaige has enhanced senses. She's like our own personal bloodhound. But she mostly uses her hearing and sight.

"Dreagon has the power of telepathy. Moves stuff with his mind. You would think since they're twins they'd get similar powers, but they didn't."

"Stanley," I ask as Sora brings our burritios, "how is it you know my name, not only my real name but my fake one?"

"Oh, gosh you probably think I'm a stalker now! No original names just appear in sandmen's heads once we sprinkle dust on them. That's how I know your real name."

"And the fake one?"

"The window behind you guys is open and I overheard you."

"So you were eavesdropping?"

"No! Not at all, I was just gathering information by ear, without your knowledge. Eavesdropping sounds so criminal."

"Yeah, it does, aren't you supposed to be giving people dreams?" I ask.

He laughs, "only at night, naps are a totally other category."

"Well, is there anything to do in this town?"

"Not a thing," Kaige answers. "We just jump from place to place. We only come here because we like the food."

"Jumping?" I say, but it sounds more like a question.

"Surely you know about it?" Dreagon says, "Every Fallen Angel can do it, you can even bring your friend as long as you're touching her. Then you imagine a place to go, you have to want to go there, and presto!"

"How long have you been an Angel?" Stanley asks.

"Uh, like two days."

"No excuse," I hear Kaige mutter, but I ignore her.

Dreagon speaks up, "Are the rumors about the notebooks true? The Death Note and Life Note?"

I nod my head, "Yeah they're true."

"Badass," Kaige says, "I heard that Beyond Birthday died because of the DN. Was he really as bad as they say? He was supposedly a top criminal."

Rowan looks shocked, "No he wasn't, Rowan don't think that. He was a really good guy, who just played a part. Kira killed him when he was innocent. He killed a lot of innocent people in fact. So Kira had to be stopped and I died doing it."

"Quit acting so damn brave; and you…" Kaige says twisting to face Rowan, "you are Beyond's daughter? Wow didn't see that one coming. Did daddy leave you alone? Maybe he was a bad guy after all hmm?"

Rowan looks at me, "E-electra, is it t-true?"

"Of course it's not! Your parents were both detectives. Good people. And Beyond didn't know about you. Trust me I would know if he did."

I don't think I helped much because Rowan starts wiping at tears.

"Come on now, Kira is gone and he isn't coming back," I say slapping the table.

"Neither are all the people he killed," Kaige mutters.

I look at her, "I came back. I wouldn't be so sure about the others either," I say giving Rowan a reassuring smile.

"Whatever," is Kaige's reply.

"Whelp," Stanley says awkwardly, "Guess we'll see you around,"

"Yeah, nice meeting you," Dreagon says pulling his sister out of the booth.

"Yeah, unfortunately I will see you soon."

All three of them leave and I look at Rowan.

"Sorry, I wasn't expecting all of that to happen."

"Yeah, n-no it's fine. I'm j-just going t-to g-go."

"Wait I'm coming with you."

"No! Gosh E, you're my angel, not my babysitter. I can take care of myself alright? I didn't ask for you anyways."

And she walks out.

And all I can think of is that her stutter is gone.

Hi peoples, so Rowan's stutter is gone, but a little tension is going on between her and Rebel. Hmmmm comment, review love you guys