"Damon's here." I said in a whisper. At that exact moment, we heard movement from the outside of the house.

Judy smelled the air and cocked her head like you sometimes see dogs do when they're curious. "He's the one that wants to kill you?" she asked me.

"Uh, yeah," I told her. That's what I've been telling you. I thought.

Judy laughed.

"What?" Collin and I asked her at the same time.

"Damon's his evil twin. Marc is probably here to help." Judy says and runs out of the room. A few moments later there was the sound of a door opening. "Hi!" she said.

"Hey," a male voice said. They started talking about the recent…. situations.

I quickly ran to the bathroom and washed my face with Collin standing behind me.

"Uh…" the male began.

"Sure," Judy said. Collin and I ran back to the bedroom and sat next to each other with Collin's arm around my waist, as if he's ready to whip me up and take me somewhere far away.

A guy who had bleach blonde hair and green eyes walked in with Judy. "Sally, this is Marc," Judy said with a smile.

"Hi," Marc said. I noticed his eyes flicker to Collin's arm around my waist.

I smiled at him. I glanced up at Collin who was smiling at Marc but hatred and threats burned in his eyes. I leaned on Collin's shoulder and he pulled me a little closer.

"Judy's told me a lot about you." Marc said and I blushed.

The fairy now returned. I hadn't noticed her disappearance. "Tell him I'm here. By the way, my name's Celia," the small fairy told me.

"There's a fairy named Celia here." I said. I stifled a yawn. My eyes felt like a ton of bricks and I involuntarily closed them.

I was sitting crossed legged on a bed. The covers were a pale blue and the walls were a light, pale green. A black computer desk was on the wall to my left. A closet door was to my right. I recognized my room almost immediately. Collin sat on my right side with his arm around my waist. I nearly didn't realize Marc, sitting on my left and staring at me. I turned and looked into Collin's eyes and smiled. He smiled back then leaned forward and kissed me.

I slowly opened my eyes, wishing that my dream was real, but soon realized it wasn't. All eyes were turned to me. I noticed someone was missing and I became fully awake. "Where's Collin?" I asked.

Judy met my frantic searching eyes. "He's talking to Celia," she said then the door opened. I sat upright in the bed and turned to the door.

"Thanks," Celia said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes and Collin joined me on the bed. I bit my lip as my stomach growled.

"What do you want to eat?" Judy asked me.

"Um… I'll take Grape Jelly and butter on toast." I replied.

Judy nodded and walked out of the room. Marc followed.

"What was this last dream about?" Collin asked.

I looked into his eyes and smiled. "Well, you and Marc were sitting with me on my bed in my room and you kissed me like…" I kissed him and locked my arms around his neck. I pulled back to take a breath. "That."

"Sounds like a good dream." Collin said, his eyes locked onto mine, and he smiled.

"For the most part, yeah it was." I said and smiled then kissed him again. "I wish they were all like that."

"What do you mean?" Collin said. I told him about my werewolf dream.

"Celia's here ya know." I said and giggled.

Collin rolled his eyes. "She saw and heard everything, didn't she," he said.

I nodded and laughed. He laughed with me. My stomach growled again and it brought on another round of laughter.

"It sounds as if there's a thunder storm brewing in your stomach," Collin said. We fell back on the bed in laughter.

Judy walked into the room with my toast. She looked at us with a curious look. We sat up and she handed me the food. I grabbed the toast and took a gigantic bite out of it then gave Judy a thumbs-up with my free hand. I swallowed. "This is great," I said and smiled.

"Thanks," Judy said.

Marc stepped in the doorway. I glared at him. "Get out of here," I said.

Marc stepped into the room, towards me, and smiled crookedly. "Ok," he said then grabbed me and ran out of the room. Everything was a blur as he ran out of the house. I tried to scream but something muffled the sound. The last thing I saw was the sun coming up over the horizon.