A/N: Hey everyone, thanks to all of you who have reviewed so far, they really are a big motivation! I'm very surprised this has had such a good reception! From now on I will only be posting a new chapter at the weekends, though sometimes I may be posting two chapters or more in one weekend. Please keep reviewing and really let me know what you think! Thanks for reading!

My eyes opened, and for a moment I thought I was back home. Or what I considered my real home. The one with my real mum. Not Fathers new wife. But then I knew I was not. There would have been far more old manga novels that my mum had piled around the house, from a childhood she no longer followed, but had passed onto me. The one thing I still lived in memory of her.

But that was a whole other story. This one I realised, was a lot more complicated, confusing and other c words that make one constantly ponder over the situation, as I might a particularly meaningful and thoughtful anime storyline. Like Death Note for example. It questioned a lot about life and its worth after all. Are any one of us capable, or justified to take another persons life, even if this person is evil?

Why was I thinking of this? Oh yeah, the characters... they were here. In my house. L, probably messing with a computer, Mello eating chocolate, Watari possibly baking cakes... that would be nice. Light, locked somewhere in my house. A wardrobe perhaps. Hopefully he had waundered off to Narnia and met the white witch. She'd probably marry him.

I blinked once, before my thoughts processed. I sat up and let out and involuntary shriek. Nobody was in the room to hear it. I glanced at the clock. 6.15 pm and forty eight... forty nine... fifty seconds. I shuddered at the odd coincidence. I rubbed my face with the palms of my hands, feeling sticky and hot after sleeping fully dressed. Before I sorted myself out though, I needed to find out what had happened to Light. Why did I have to go all weird at a crucial moment. I seriously needed to learn to control my reactions to situations. Then again, I could have been killed, it was perfectly reasonable to react strangely.

I stood up, my limbs feeling large and heavy. I felt like I had run a marathon, not just slept. I shook myself before sprinting out of the room and downstairs running straight into a tall brunette who was tittering away on the phone. Andrea turned and glared at me, finishing her phone conversation.

"Watch where you are going," she spat. Gosh how I hated her. I was sure she'd be a perfectly lovely girl if I was best friends with her boyfriend. Unfortunately I only saw the bitchy side of her.

"What are you doing in my house?" I asked, an eyebrow raised high. She opened her mouth to answer, but I cut her off, "You know what, I don't even care, I have more important things to worry about," I told her, moving into the sitting room. The worried faces of L, Mello and Watari looked up at me as I entered. Simon's face on the other hand came flying at me as he pulled me into a hug, me feet lifting off of the floor.

"I'm so glad you are safe! Those guys told me everything that happened," Simon told me in a particularly loud voice, motioning at the other boys. "Including how you totally freaked out. I knew it all along!" he declared.

"Knew what?" I asked feeling overwhelmed.

"That you can handle nothing without me! Who do you go running two when L turns up at a train station? Me! Who is away when you almost have a mental breakdown? ME!" sang Simon happily, almost prancing around the room. God, he was such a woman sometimes.

"Maybe I was just feeling stressed! Baka baka baka baka baka..." I shouted back, smacking him on the head with every "baka."

"Awwwwwh, thats I Sephy I know and love," Simon laughed, hugging me. I had to admit, just having a friend who knew me as well as he did with me again helped a lot. I felt so much more at ease.

"BUT we have more important things to talk about," I said, getting serious again. "What happened with Light?" I asked, looking over at L, before sitting down on the floor with my legs crossed.

"Currently we have locked him in a room upstairs. We are discussing our next move currently," L informed me. I nodded glanced up as Simon plopped down beside me.

"We could try talking reason to him?" he suggested.

"That's never going to work. You didn't see him! He has gone completely insane," Mello shouted, making me flinch. I was too tightly wound up for shouting. I didn't want a full on breakdown this time, because that's what I was sure my funny five minutes from earlier was. That and lack of oxygen to the brain.

"Well Simon has I point..." I said softly.

"Yes. Light is stuck in the same situation as us. It's not as if we can arrest him anyway, he has nothing to fear any longer," L said with more than a little resentment in his voice.

"Right... and how are you going to go about this without being killed?" Mello asked incredulously.

"I guess we'll just have to throw in someone who he is not likely to attack," I shrugged.

"Like me?" asked Simon. "He hasn't met me... as far as I know he doesn't even know I exist at the moment."

"Yes! It's worth a try at least. And I am sure you would be more capable of defending yourself than Sephy," L said matter-of-a-factly. I stuck my tongue out at him which made his eyes go wide like saucers. I could very well be possible that I am the first person who has ever done that to L. What and honour, I thought with a chuckle.

"So I hope you are prepared," Mello yelled, grabbing Simon and dragging him up the stairs, presumably to wherever Light was being held. I can safely say Simon struggled and protested all the way, but I knew I for one wasn't going to stop Mello. And why the hell not now? I felt like we had been talking more than doing anyway.

Then the worse possible thing happened and Andrea flounced into the room with a hand on her hip.

"Where is he taking Simon?" she asked with a pout. I didn't know why she was acting like that. She was usually at least half way normal. Showing off perhaps.

"To talk to the manic serial killer from another world, who is locked in a room upstairs," I chirped in a false way. L's eyes grew wide again as he stared at me.

"Sure. Whatever, if you don't want to tell me I will go see for myself," she spat, spinning on her heel and stomping upstairs.

"Should we stop her?" L asked.

"No," I shrugged. I listened to her footsteps reaching the top of the stairs, only to stop before she got to the landing.

"Where are you going?" Mello asked rudely.

"To see my boyfriend, thank you very much. Now move," replied Andrea.

"To hell you are," Mello snorted. Then came a shriek and some slight banging, followed by another shrill howl.

"Told you," I grinned at L. "Now I hope you don't mind but I am moving out of the way," I informed him, standing up and chucking myself onto the sofa beside him. Just as I settled beside the very tense genius, Adrea stormed into the room, her arms flailing, now screeching down the phone in a way I was sure nobody could understand. She marched straight across the spot I had been sitting in moments before, grabbed her back and marched out of the door. Well, at least she's gone.

"How did you know...?" L asked, watching me.

"When you have known her for this long and know more or less how Mello will react, you can almost predict the future," I told him laughing. He continued to look at me, and suddenly I couldn't keep my eyes away.

"Amazing," L said absently. I shook myself and grinned at him again, then, acting on impulse, I launched myself at him, pulling him into a hug. He didn't react at all, just sat there. I pulled away and jumped up and left the room before he could see my red face. I knew he wouldn't hug me back, but knowing that didn't make me feel any less dissapointed. I made my way upstairs and sat outside the door I assumed Light was in, judging by the screaming that could be heard from outside.

I hoped Simon was okay. Good thing Light wouldn't have a Death Note... Thinking about it I was rather glad this wasn't like Terminator, and that they made it here still in clothes. Otherwise the world might be a little crazy when people notice that those people being arrested for public nudity look a lot like their favourite anime characters, and have no personal background in this world.

The door flew open, and Simon's form fell out, pulling the door closed behind him and turning a key. Loud bangs echoed on the door, shaking it in its hinges, but the shouts were too muffled to understand. Simon sighed in relief and turned to face me, looking very white. I raised a questioning eyebrow, and he moved to sit beside me, staring at the shaking, but apparently very strong door.

"There is no hope. That guy is insane. All he can talk about is winning, saying that as long as he lives, he will not lose. Really wants to kill L now that he knows he is alive. Seems to have a grudge in for you too because you are housing him," Simon explained.

"So there is nothing we can do to make him see sense?"

"Doesn't look like it."

"Great, so now I have a maniac in my house as well as various other unstable fictional characters. My parents will be thrilled when they get back," I groaned, burying my face in my hands.

"Where are they anyway?"

"Holiday until next week."

"Ah.

"Yep..." I sighed, both of us going silent as the bangs on the door stopped. Muttering could still be heard from our side. "Its a shame... that Light is like this."

"Even if he was sane, I'm not sure he would co-operate with us, because we are with L. This situation just means we can't release him upon the general public," reasoned Simon.

"That's not what I meant. Light was sexy until he went all crazy," I sighed.

"Same old Sephy," he laughed, pushing my shoulder. I grinned at him and pushed him back. Our laughter died down and my face turned serious.

"What are we going to do, Si?" I asked quietly.

"I don't know, Seph. I suppose we just have see how things work out. They always do. Besides, this is your chance to get that kiss with L you have dreamed about," Simon said with a wink.

"Oh my god, do not even talk about things like that," I groaned, pulling my knees up to my chest.

"What did you do Sephy?" asked Simon mock-reprimanding.

"I hugged him, and he didn't even react," I squeaked.

"That's it? Girl, you have a long way to go. You are far to innocent. Let me introduce you to the world of flirting, heated stares and making that damn girl want you bad... or uh, guy in your case,"

"I know how to flirt, Simon. I am nineteen, not nine," I groaned.

"And yet you can barely hug a guy? What's the number of guys you have dated since you turned thirteen? Oh yeah, none," he sniggered.

"Shut up. Maybe I am just waiting for the right guy," I retorted huffily.

"And he is sitting downstairs in his weird little way, eating cake and thinking about murder cases, not you like he should be."

"Oh thanks."

"Now, will you let me help you out?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"No."