A/N-I DO NOT OWN THE NAKED BROTHERS BAND!

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We slowly walked inside, even though we knew no one was home. When we were actually inside the apartment, I was surprised to see that it almost hadn't changed.

"I'm telling you, they're gone!" I said, leading the way to the Wolff's apartment.

We all stopped in front of the door.

"No offense Rosalina, but are you sure you're not just being over-dramatic?" Thomas asked.

I glared at him. "No! See, look for yourself." I tried the doorknob, but it was locked. "David, go get the key from under the plant."

David obeyed and walked over to get the key that Wolff's always left under the plant in the hallway. He walked back over and handed it to me. I unlocked the door and pushed it open. "See, look," I said, walking inside. But I wasn't ready for what I saw. The way things were torn apart, the way the apartment was so messy, like someone or something came through and destroyed everything in it's way…

"Rosalina? Are you okay?"

I was shaken from my thoughts by Nat's voice. "Oh, uh yeah, I'm fine. I was just…thinking."

We walked into the living room and Nat started sifting through the mess. "Did anyone else come in here since we left?"

"Uh…well, Cooper called the police and they did, but after about two weeks after you guys disappeared they just locked up the place and forgot about it, I guess."

"You're sure no one else has been here?"

Why was he so anxious about it? "I don't know for sure, but that's all I know of. I don't think anyone else would come in here."

Nat looked away from me and continued looking through the mess.

I walked to the other side of the living room over to where the piano was. I took in the sight of the piano, and just that alone brought back so many memories.

"So are you going to tell me what you're writing?" I asked, sitting down next to Nat on the piano bench.

He quickly put away the sheet music. "No, you'll see it when it's done."

"C'mon," I begged. "Just a little bit."

"No," He said, shaking his head. "It's not happening."

"Can you at least give me a hint to what the song's about?"

"Let's just say you helped me a little bit."

"I helped you?" I asked curiously.

He nodded sheepishly.

"Then I should get to hear it!"

"No way!"

I walked away from the piano and walked to where the boys' room was. The door was slightly open but I still carefully went inside. The room was still the same; it looked like someone still lived there almost. Their old clothes were still in the drawers, and some were on the floors. Their beds were unmade, and there were still posters on the wall.

"Wow," came Nat's voice from behind me.

I turned around quickly.

"Nothing's changed," He said, walking into the room.

I nodded. "Yeah…it's almost like you guys never left."

Nat walked over to his bed, and looked at all the posters

"Nat?" I asked, watching as he climbed up to his bunk.

"Yeah?"

"Why is your apartment a mess?"

Nat looked away and sighed.

I walked over to the bottom of the ladder. "Let me guess…" I said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry," He said, giving me a look that was too familiar lately. "It's just better if you didn't know."

"I get it."

"It wasn't pretty, I can tell you that," He said. "It wasn't fun either."

"Wait," I said suddenly, looking around. "Where's Alex?"

I ran to the door and I could hear Nat jumping down from the bed to follow me. "Alex!" I called as I ran through the apartment. "Alex, where are you?" I ran into the living room and the kitchen. Nat was right behind me. "Alex!" I ran through the living room again and to the room we all referred to as the Fuzzy Room. I was about to run past it, but I stopped in the door way. Alex was sitting on the couch which around the perimeter of the room. He was clutching a little stuffed animal, looking at the ground. "Mr. Pancake," Nat mumbled, standing behind me.

I glanced over my shoulder at him and we both walked over to Alex.

"Hey Alex," Nat said, as we both sat on either side of him. "How're you feeling?"

Alex glanced at his brother and shrugged.

"Being back here brings back a lot of memories, huh?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Mostly good ones though right?"

He nodded again, not meeting either of our gazes.

I gently put my hand on his knee. "It'll be okay Alex." Not wanting to make him feel uncomfortable, I pulled my hand back and stood up from the couch. I walked out of the room, leaving the Wolff brothers to do what they needed to. However, I couldn't help but wonder. What did they plan to do now that we knew their apartment was forgotten? Obviously no one had been in here for a while. Would they live here? Would they ever live here again? What would they do with the apartment otherwise?

~NBB~

Later that afternoon, I was sitting in my room at my desk, trying to do homework, but I couldn't focus. I couldn't stop thinking about…well, everything. What happens now? What will they do? I still had little to no clue who this guy was that they were running from, yet he scared the heck out of me. Why did this affect me so much? And more importantly, why am I so attached to Nat all of a sudden? What's going on?

A knock on my bedroom door brought me out of my thoughts.

I looked over my shoulder to see Nat standing in the doorway. "Hey, can we talk?" He asked.

I nodded and sat sideways in my chair to face him. "What's up?"

"I need to talk to you, about the apartment."

"What about it?"

"There's something about it…" He lowered his voice. "Something I noticed while we were there, but I didn't want to say it in front of Alex." He reached over and gently shut my door.

"What is it?"

"Our apartment wasn't that messy when we left it."

"How can you tell?" It looked the same to me.

"Pictures were missing, certain things were moved and our bedroom looks like someone went through it. Actually, all the rooms looked that way. That wasn't how we left it."

"How'd you leave it?" I was actually slightly afraid of the answer.

"Let's just say it wasn't like that. The apartment was a mess because we had to get up and leave. And because…something else happened."

"What happened?"

Nat looked away. "I…can't…tell you," He said quietly.

I nodded, wanting to know, but I knew that if I got upset he might not tell me anything at all. "Well, what are you going to do with the apartment?"

He sighed. "I'm not really sure what we should do with it."

"You could always talk to Cooper about it," I suggested. Now that the guys were back in the picture, maybe they could be slightly helpful. Cooper usually knew how all that technical, legal type stuff worked. But to my surprise, Nat shook his head.

"I can't trust the guys yet. If tell them one thing, I have to tell them everything. I trust you. I'm not sure if I can trust them yet."

I nodded again. "I'm glad you can trust me."

"But can I ask you a question?"

"You just did."

"Rosalina."

"Okay, okay, what is it?"

"Do you trust me?"

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