This enraged her beyond belief; she fought harder against the two men. Finally breaking free she ducked under Rick's left arm, attempting to strike at Don again. Eva stepped in front of her dad protectively arms outspread.
Silva allowed her fist to come up short; Eva wasn't a part of this fight. Don was, and he deserved to get beaten for what he said to her. "Out. Of. My. Way..." She growled through clenched teeth.
"No." Eva glared at her. "Whatever my dad said to you. Forget it! Leave him alone, or you'll have to go through me!" Putting her fists in front of her.
"Fine," Silva replied. She started at Eva but was placed into a chokehold before she could hurt her.
"Silva stop! You don't know what your doing!" Rick spoke softly into her ear as she fought his grip.
Rick's words finally hit her, her kicking ceased and her body fell limp in his grip. He relaxed his hold on her, not yet ready to let her go in case she was pretending. Silva's eyes closed, and her breathing slowed down with her heart rate.
"Silva," Zarek faced her, "You okay?"
Her eyes snapped open, "What happened?"
"You don't remember?" Zarek continued.
"All I remember is slamming the door, and then I blacked out. I remember hearing shouting and stuff. But nothing else."
"She has amnesia?" Rick asked Zarek.
He shook his head, "No, it was her other half. Not exactly another half, more like her brother possessed her."
"Brother, possessed her? That's not possible!" Don replied. "It can't be, because ghosts aren't real!" Wincing as the bruise on his shoulder was pulled when he pointed at Silva.
"Well her brother's is," Zarek wheeled on Don. "Next time, don't provoke her in any way. Or you're going to get more than just a black eye." He turned to Rick and sighed, "Let her go, I don't think she'll be causing us anymore trouble for a while…" Leaving the group as he headed for the kitchen.
Rick's arms slipped off her shoulders, but he stayed standing behind her. "Dad, you better put some ice on that." Eva took her dad down to the kitchen as well, tailed by Koji who had more than enough excitement for one day.
"Silva…what happened to you? Its like I don't know you anymore…" Silva faced him.
"I didn't mean for that to happen! Honest!" She backed away from him, now afraid that she would hurt him too. "I-I didn't even know when this happens! How could I have told you, when I have no idea?" She felt her eyes well up with tears.
He looked at her shaking his head, then offering her his hand. She took it and was surrounded in his embrace. "I can't stay mad at you Silva. But if this happens again, I get to knock you out…" She laughed a little, surprised that he didn't go to his room and leave her.
"Well you better hit me hard," cuddling close to his chest. "I just wish I knew about what I done…"
"Some things are best left not known," Rick whispered into her hair. "Come on, you look tired." Leading her into his room, guiding her to his bed. She protested softly, but he told her. "I don't care what he said or thinks about us."
She kicked her shoes off and sat on the bed, "I don't even remember what he told me…maybe. Never mind, I can't really say I beat him up now can I?" Giving him a small grin.
"Guess not, when your brother did it for you." Sitting next to her. Silva rubbed her leg where Don kicked her. "Does your leg hurt?" Placing his hand where she was rubbing it, only to recoil when she gave a hiss of pain.
"God! That old man can sure kick!" Rubbing her leg, trying to keep the pain at bay.
"Let me see," Rick made her lean back on the bed while he checked her leg. "It looks like he just bruised your shin."
"Well it doesn't feel like it," he heard her say behind him.
He stood up, "I'm going to get some bandages to keep anything from hitting your leg too hard. So don't get up." Heading into his bathroom. "Now where did I put that kit?" Rummaging through the cabinets, finally coming across it.