A/N: oh monday, you need to stop sneeking up on me like that. Well the chapter seemed a littel short so I'm sorry.

PS. I promise it's getting happier. I know like the whole part before this is kinda depressing but lots of big things are going to happen while they're in the city so it's about to get good!

Disclamer: I dont own DSS.

"Wakey, wakey."

I felt someone shaking my shoulder.

"You're not asleep, are you?" I heard someone ask.

"I'm not sleeping!" I said instantly sitting up.

Gavner laughed. He straddled the log that I had been sleeping on and rested his arms on his legs.

"Are you OK? You seemed a little upset," Gavner commented.

It took me a minuet to realize what he was talking about. I kind of wished it had all been a dream but I knew that wouldn't be possible with my luck. I'd been wishing my whole life had been a dream lately.

"I have every reason to be upset," I said to the vampire.

"Don't be. Many great vampires have originally come from vampaneze blood."

"You're a bad liar, Mr. Purl, and I've had enough of liars lately."

"Gavner please." He paused. "Why are you so upset anyway? You can't do anything about it. It's in the past just think about the future."

"Gavner, not only is this my past, it's my present and future too . . . you don't seem to be too good with words."

"I'm normally a bit better," he mumbled at the ground.

There was silence so I continued.

"Look, Gavner, I'm glade you want to cheer me up but just forget it. I'll be OK," I said and started to get up.

"Look, I know what you think of Larten but he likes you more than imagine. He may not clam to be your mentor but Council is coming up. I promise you Savannah, if you don't have a mentor by then . . . . I promise I'll find you a mentor before Council."

I didn't quite know what to say. I didn't believe him at all. Mr. Crepsley liking me. Yeah, fat chance. I hate him and he hates me. That was just how things worked and always would work.

And him finding me a mentor. Why would he care? He hardly knows me and what he does know about me wouldn't make him want to help me. I was the vampires swarm enemy. Why would any one of the vampires want to help me?

"I'll see you around," Gavner said getting up.

"Wait, why do you want to help me?"

Gavner turned around smiling. "You're my friend."

I almost laughed at how childish he sounded.

I shook my head. "You hardly know me."

"Larten likes you so why shouldn't I?"

I laughed. "Yeah right. Mr. Crepsley hates me."

Gavner raised an eyebrow. "He saved your life, didn't he?"

I hadn't thought of that before. "Yeah, but that was before he knew me."

"I guess that meant he didn't even need to know you to like you. Just something to think about." Gavner smiled and turned to walk away from camp. "See you at council," he called giving a half wave before flitting.

When Darren found out that we were going to Mr. Crepsley's old city he was all but bouncing off the walls with excitement. I didn't tell him about the vampaneze or that I wasn't half vampire. I would tell him later but I rather see him existed than scared, sympathetic or any other emotion the news might cause.

Just because we were leaving that night didn't mean we got off chore duty. Since there wasn't anything we needed to get ready for the trip it was pointless to give us the day off. I was already packed. What I was bringing other than the clothes I was wearing: a diary. That is why I am still stuck in the kitchen and Darren still has to do his odd jobs.

Darren and Evra got finished in record time and came to keep me company. They kept me company but also annoyed the crap out of me. Evra kept wining about how unfair it was that he didn't get to go. I wanted him to go so much. I knew how lonely he would be here without us. Hey, the more the merrier, right?

"Can I go? Please," Evra wined.

"Evra, I've told you a million times, I have no control over who goes and who doesn't," I sighed checking to pot to see if the water was boiling yet. "If you really want to go why don't you check with Mr. Crepsley when he gets up."

"What if you ask?" Evra suggested.

"If I ask it's a sure thing you're not going."

"Just try. Please."

"Whatever," I mumbled turning back to the pot of simmering water.

That night when Mr. Crepsley awoke and had eaten we were almost ready to go. I didn't really want to ask Mr. Crepsley if Evra could go. I felt like that would only make him more mad at me but if I didn't ask, Evra would be disappointed in me. I told Evra to go to bed and if Mr. Crepsley said yes I would go and get him. But if I didn't ask and just left him there he would never know if I asked or not.

No. I couldn't do that. I wanted Evra to come with us and if I never asked he wouldn't come. At least if I asked there was a possibility that he could come. How ever small that may be I had to try.

"Are you ready to go?" Mr. Crepsley asked standing up.

"I know this is sudden and last minuet but could Evra come?" I said so fast it was hardly addible.

Mr. Crepsley thought for a moment before answering. I already knew what he was going to say before he said it . . . or so I thought.

"Yes."

"What?" I was unprepared for that answer.

"Evra can come. That is what you asked."

"Oh, yeah. Thanks." I said happily taking off for our tent.

"Evra! Evra! Evra!" I called as I ran into the tent.

His head shot up immediately. "What?"

"You ready for vacation?" I said.

"I'm going?" Evra asked in disbelief. "Mr. Crepsley actually said yes?" Evra asked wish shock and eagerness both showing in his voice.

"Yeah, now hurry before he realizes what he said!" I was as happy and excited as he was now. Excitement was as contagious as the flu.

Evra grabbed his bag that he had packed hoping this would happen. We raced out of the tent while Evra yelled at the first person he saw to take care of his snake.

We caught up with Darren and there was crazy babble about how we couldn't believe Mr. Crepsley let Evra go with us. When Mr. Crepsley got back from talking to Mr. Tall it was all the three of us could do to stand still. It was the first time in almost two years that Darren had left the Cirque and Evra hasn't left since he got here. My six months of being with the Cirque suddenly felt quite wimpy.

Mr. Crepsley turned to us. I could tell he was as excited as us but he would never admit it.

"Is everyone ready." Mr. Crepsley looked around at the three of us. Darren dressed as a pirate, Evra with his scaly skin, and me, who still had the same bikini style top on, since the vampire – sorry, vampaneze – blood kept me warm, and had a big X-marks-the-spot scar over my belly button. Some crew we are.

The three of us just nodded eagerly.

"Then to the train station we go."

A/N: hope you enjoyed. Like I've said I wont ever bribe you, at least I wont bribe with updating faster, but I have no problem pleading. So please please please review.