A/N: Thanks so much for all the reviews! I love all the comments and suggestions. I promise that they were all taken into account, and the reason you won't see them immediately is because I write them way in advance. This chapter should satisfy some of you, "Just Call Amber," peeps. This chapter is one of my longer ones, so enjoy the lengthiness!

Phone Call

Fabian's POV

It was the ring of a phone, my phone, that jerked me out of my daydream. My stomach lurched, and heads turned to stare at me. I pulled my phone out of my bag, and when I read the name written across the screen, I froze up.

"It's Nina," I said, and my words echoed around the room.

"Answer it!" Amber and Patricia said in unison, and I got up from the dinner table and ran out of the room, phone in hand. I pressed "Talk", and held it to my ear.

"Nina?" I said, and it was a question.

"My number hasn't changed Fabian," she answered, and our connection was kind of grainy, but it didn't matter. I was hearing Nina's voice.

"I just can't believe I'm really talking to you. Are you okay?" I asked, and stopped myself from asking about the funeral.

"Not as bad as I was a half-hour ago," My stomach lurched. Poor Nina.

"Oh Nina, I'm so sorry," I said, emotion in my voice.

"It's not your fault Fabian." Her voice was quiet, or seemed quieter.

"How was it?" I asked, and terror shot through me. But I shouldn't be scared. Why would I be scared?

"Sad. It made me remember when, when my parent's died." She said, and her voice broke, but she regained her strength quickly. "I miss them Fabian." She sounded so sweet, quiet, and sad.

"Oh Nina, it'll be fine, I promise." I said, trying to comfort her. "I'm sure they wouldn't want you to be sad."

"I need to tell you something." She said, with control.

"What is it Nina?"

"My parent's died six months before I came to Anubis House." The words hit me like icy water. All the things Patricia had said to her, how nice she had been despite all of those sad emotions that must have been locked inside of her, it made me feel horrible.

"Nina…..that's awful." I choked out. "I'm so sorry."

"It's fine."

"No Nina, that really is horrible. Why didn't you tell me?" I felt kind of hurt. I'd trusted her with plenty of my own secrets.

"I didn't really know you at first, and when I got to know you, I had forgotten. We had other things on our minds." Her answer made sense, and I felt guilty about feeling hurt.

"I understand." I said, and there was silence before Nina answered.

"I met with my counselor. She's nice."

"That's great. Do you know what family's taking you in?"

"I forgot to tell you! She said that if I ask some "friends" if their families will take me in, then they'll be added to the list of available families!" My heart soared. Maybe my parents could take Nina in, no, that'd be too weird. But there was my relatives, and I had neighbors, and there was a whole house full of students with families.

"Nina, that's awesome! We can ask around and see if one of our families will take you in!"

"I know!"

"Listen, I need to get back to dinner."

"Okay. I should get to bed. It's late,"

"I love you Nina,"

"Love you too Fabian"

There was a little click as she hung up, and I walked into the other room to tell the residents of Anubis House what we had to do.