'Would you really be willing to risk it?' Caleb asked.

Sylvia pulled his sleeve so that he turned to look at her.

'If you tell them what happened to me., I'd be better off dead. It's the past. It's over. End of story, Caleb. Don't tell me you can't see that!'

'I understand. Don't worry. I get it..' He said, turning away from her burning eyes quickly.

'Good.' She held out her wrist. He looked at her warily, before taking her hand gently in his.

Sylvia tensed her self as Caleb's fangs extended, contorting his face into that of a monster.

'Silencio.' Sylvia muttered the charm over herself, and then Caleb bit. Sylvia clenched her teeth, and squeezed her eyes shut tight. She controlled the urge to wrench her arm away, and to fight. This is what she agreed on. She had to. Her muscles quivered, and she shook her head like she was hallucinating, trying to shake the pain out.

'You have very nice blood.' Caleb said when he was done.

'How nice.' Sylvia said dryly, and she placed her fingers of the wound, muttering a healing spell. The skin healed over, and she was left with a faint scar.

'So, what's new with you?' Caleb asked.

They were walking among the trees on the rim of the Forbidden Forest.

'Since when? Since I last saw you? A lot. Since I came to Hogwarts? A lot.'

Caleb smiled, amused with her response.

'How about you start with anything supernatural that's happened. The rest, I think I could figure out…'

'Oh well. Nothing new there.' He glanced at her, a quick see-through glance.

'You're lying.' He said.

'What makes you think that?'

'Your eyes go blank. You hide all your emotions too well.'

'Why would I tell you?' She snapped, irritated that he saw through her lie.

'Because I'm your friend.'

'My friend? You were a traitor, Caleb. Remember when I was 6 and I told you all my secrets? Where I hid, what I did to stop the pain? Remember that? And you stood there, pretending to be my friend, and the second my back was turned you went and told Kyle! That was my security and you tore it down! How can you expect me to be your friend again? Give me one reason why I should trust you!'

'I have two, actually. First is that I'm sorry and I feel in debt to you. I want to release myself from that debt. Second it this.' He lifted her arm, and revealed the new scar on her wrist.

'Consider it a blood oath.' He told her, 'You're friends are coming. Want to introduce me?'

'Better soon than later.' Sylvia said, taking a deep breath.

'Sylvia! Hi! You did great! That dive was amazing… how are you? You collapsed on the field. We heard you got discharged… Who's this?'

Sylvia gritted her teeth, 'This is the Caleb you sent for.'

The silence was deafening. The whole Cult had frozen in surprise and shock.

'Hello. Nice to meet you.' Caleb grinned, his red eyes making them all cringe under his stare.

'So… can you tell us about Sylvia? We were wondering about her past, and she seems willing…' They all glanced at Sylvia, and then back at Caleb.

'Oh. That's funny, I got a different impression…' Caleb pretended to be confused, 'Sylvia? Did you want to relive the whole wretched past again?'

Sylvia muttered softly, her eyes fixated on a button on Oliver's jacket.

'Sorry? I couldn't hear you, darling.' Caleb smirked.

Sylvia snapped out of her trance-like state in a second.

'Did you just call me darling?'' She demanded of Caleb.

'Of course not. I asked if I could tell them about your past..'

'No! You made a blood-oath. No compromises. No breaking it, or else…' Sylvia glared into his eyes.

Caleb turned back to the group, 'Sorry, but it seems she's not willing, so you'll have to do without.. While I'm here though, do you think they're a place I could stay?'

'I will deal with that.' Sylvia said firmly, turning Caleb around and pushing him back towards the lake.'

'Is he what I think he is?' Oliver said.

'Depends. What do you think he is?'

'Human. But that doesn't make sense, because she said that no one alive knew…'

'That is what it seems like, isn't it?' Kayla said, staring after the two disappearing figures.