Author's Note: Here's the sequel I promised. This story is dedicated to my friend LuMezenga and Ma Corrêa who had the main idea for the plot and to Stefanie for giving me Stefan's name.Again I do not own anything, all those rights go straight to Joseph Delaney. Hope you like it. Read and review it.

Chapter 7: The Truth

When Tom and I broke apart, he put his hands in my shoulders and kissed my forehead.

"Tom, listen…" I started.

"No, Alice. You listen to me," he interrupted me. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say any of those words. I was angry. You mean the world to me. I wouldn't be where I am if it wasn't for you. You're my best friend and the only family I had these past years."

"I know all that and I'm sorry too. I was mad because you still don't believe me, but there is something I need to tell you. I don't know how I should tell you this so I'll just say it."

"Alice, what happened?" he asked and my heart started to race.

I knew he was going to get angry with me. He was going to say how stupid I was and that I wasn't thinking. I was, somehow, prepared for screams and swearing. For once in life I did something bad because I wanted to. At other times, I was told to do by somebody stronger than me. Now things were different and if anything happened, it would be my fault. However, I wasn't ready to admit the guilt and I didn't care because I did what I did for Tom. I knew it wasn't a good strategy, but it was better than nothing.

"Tom," I whispered. "I released Stefan."

"Speak louder, Alice," he looked confused at me.

I got closer to him.

"I released Stefan," I whispered in his ear.

"You did what?"

"Shut up," I covered his mouth with my hand. "We don't want to call attention."

Tom took my hand away from his mouth.

"Fine, but why did you do that?" he asked in a lower tone.

"I was angry. He came to talk to me. He was kind, but I didn't trust him in the beginning. Then he started to talk to me and he told me he would do anything for me if I released him. I thought he could help me to protect you."

"Oh my God, Alice. This is crazy. Now, there is a powerful demigod around the county. Do you know where he is?"

"No, but he owns me a favor. Anytime I need him, I can call him. He is attached to me, whether he wants it or not."

"Well, at least that."

"Aren't you mad at me?" I asked carefully.

"A little, but now that it's done, there isn't much we can do. We need to destroy him as usual. Do you have any idea of how to do that?"

"No, but I brought Old Gregory's book. Let's go back to the hotel, the book is there. We could read it and try to figure out what to do."

Tom agreed and we headed back to the hotel. Mary was standing in the front door. We tried to avoid her, but she was faster than us.

"Is everything alright?" she asked.

"Yes, Mary, thanks for asking," Tom said walking towards our room.

"Are you sure? I heard you screaming," she insisted.

"Just hormones you know. Pregnancy issues," I replied quickly.

"Now, if you excuse us," Tom smiled and continued to walk.

Mary nodded and let us go. We entered our room and sat on the bed. I grabbed the book and opened it on Stefan's page. There wasn't much about him. It was the shortest chapter in the book.

Stefan Barker

Father: Fiend (God)

Mother: Linda Barker (human)

City of Birth: Little Wismming

Relatives: Only child; Mother died when he was 10 years old.

Childhood and later life: Stefan Barker came from a very poor family, he never studied, he could barely read or write. Stefan started to work when he was 5 to help his mother until she died. After his mother's death, Stefan lived in an orphanage, located on his birth city, which does not exist anymore. When Stefan turned 18, he ran away. Stefan left Little Wismming and started to scare the north of the County. Fiend locked him up in a church's graveyard located in Little Wismming. Even though it's been almost a hundred years that Stefan is locked up, his appearance did not change.

Powers and Strengths: Stefan has the ability to read and invade minds. He is able to control and torture people. His main strength is his very persuasive speech.

Worst fear: His own father, Fiend.

How to Defeat: Undetermined.

Current Situation: Asleep, locked in the graveyard.

"Well, at least we have something about him," Tom said when we finished.

"Yes, but it isn't much more than what Old Gregory told us," I said frustrated.

"It's not much, but it's better than nothing. What is really worrying me is his only fear. How am I supposed to defeat a guy that only fears the Devil and nothing else?" he said closing the book angrily.

"I know enough about satanic ritual, if we call Fiend, he might help us. Fiend doesn't like his son, he'll probably help," I said even though I knew the idea was stupid.

"No, Alice, I'm not doing that. I am supposed to get rid of dark creatures, not make alliances with them, especially with their master," he got up and turned his back to me.

"But I'm a witch," I got up too.

"You're different. You are my friend. You know that."

"Fiend is my father," I insisted.

"You're not like him. You've always helped me."

"I was the one who always put you in danger."

"I'm still alive, whether you like it or not."

"Why are you still my friend then?" I asked.

"Because I love you," he approached me.

"I love you too," I put my hands on his shoulders and kissed him.

"That's better," he said and I let go of him.

"We don't have time for this. We have to figure out what to do first," I said.

"Not even a little?" he asked pulling me towards him.

"No," I answered and he kissed me.

Suddenly, I felt dizzy and I pushed Tom away.

"Tom, stop it. I'm not felling well," I said.

He stopped and pushed me away a little.

"What are you feeling?" he got worried.

"I'm just a little dizzy," I said.

Tom helped me to go to the bed, but as soon as I sat down everything went black.