Meanwhile, oblivious to the commotion happening in the other room with David, AJ was dealing with her own problems in her head, being the demon had decided to visit.

"You know, you really should have thought about going to college, AJ," Amelia was saying, but it seemed like she was perfectly herself, almost as though this was a flashback from a scene earlier in their lives, and AJ was watching her life on the screen with the lights out.

"I didn't want to – I'm so busy with the boys lately I don't think about studying, with how much we travel for shows it's useless." She shrugged, not expecting Amelia to reach out and put a hand on her shoulder.

Why was this dream so comforting, like everything was normal again?

"What's useless is how you expect him to propose. He's a rockstar – I'm surprised he's kept you around this long, after what, ten years now?"

"I wouldn't be able to focus anyway, Rae. The boys – there's so much infighting these days – Mike and William are constantly at each other's throats, and it's not because of me. It's the music. They can't agree on anything anymore. I'm really afraid it's going to be like Panic honestly…and they all know this is affecting me."

At the word 'affecting' Amelia's face seemed to twitch, and a sudden smirk graced her features, as the lightening of the room they were in suddenly dimmed and AJ found herself in front of a desk, sort of like William's old office, but in decrepit condition.

Paint was peeling off the walls and it smelled moldy, and the single light in the room kept flickering, and AJ realized she couldn't move. It was as though she'd been tied to where she sat, thick cording keeping her wrists to the arm of the chair, her ankles tied to its legs.

"R-Rae what the hell? I thought we were talking about how the boys breaking up might affect me? What are you doing, trying to scare me?"

The older girl's smirk grew, and the emotion in her eyes changed as she laughed, amused by the cluelessness of the girl in front of her. Oh, was Illysha going to have fun.

"Fine, let's talk. Talk about things affecting you, go ahead. Why don't we talk about my death, hun? Or how you went and slept with the man I loved?! Or wait – what about the fact that he can't even keep you safe, given that trial today. HM? You know he can't protect you – the only man that ever could is dead, and even then the side of him that did all the protecting was my brother, as much as he hated it."

"Your br-brother?" AJ stuttered, trying to still believe this was Amelia.

"Yes, my brother, you dim witted french speaking furball," Amelia/Illysha sighed, trying to resist the urge to say something even nastier to get into her head – oh wait, she was a demon. They didn't have boundaries.

"And I mean, it's not like he ever loved you anyways – why do you think you had to badger him for so long to marry you?"

She smiled in seeing the hurt in the blonde's eyes, noticing how one had changed colors.

"And then there's that thing with your eyes - I can't believe you were stupid enough to mix species, it's something that's too obvious to everyone now."

"Oh shut up, I'm still stronger than both of them apart! JUST TRY ME!"

She pulled against the ropes she was tied down with, but Illshya only laughed.

"And you can't even free yourself. I'll tell you what - you may be physically stronger, but mentally? Mark my words, little hybrid. I. Will. Break. You."

With every word, Illshya got closer, and be the time she was right in front of AJ. the girl looked straight up at her and smiled back, completely unfazed by the challenge.

"I'd like to see you try."

"Suit yourself - don't expect an easy wake up, that spell I put you under was designed to allow this to happen - sort of like Hypno using Sleep, and then Dream Eater, if you will. But my lullaby isn't quite as disturbing...it's more my actions that are yet to unfold that you need to watch out for. You brought this on yourself. Now, WAKE. UP!"

AJ's eyes snapped open, immediately finding the room too bright, causing her to hiss in annoyance. Pulling whatever was taped to her arm off, shrugging as she realized there'd been a IV in her arm and the place it was was now going to bruise. She sat up, swatting at the respective machine it had been plugged into, being it had started beeping due to her movements.

"Ah, geezus, don't these things ever shut up? There, if I just-" *PSFH* the beeping cut off suddenly as the machine was unplugged, its monitors falling flat and lighted displays darkening.

Sighing, she looked around, remembering what Illshya had said. Instead, it just made her laugh.

"You can't break someone if they know they're crazy already, she should have known that. Amelia knew I was crazy." she murmured to herself before the door to the infirmary was flung open and someone practically skidded to a stop beside her bed.

When AJ finally got a good look at who it was, she began to scream, there was no way he should still be here, she'd watched him get stabbed and then burned to ash directly in front of her.

And yet there William was, concerned as ever.

The minute Sebastien ran into AJ's room and skidded to a stop beside her bed, she looked at him and began screaming.

Other than that, she looked completely fine, save for her eyes changing color again - she'd pulled multiple IVs out of her arms, and had managed to turn off the monitors.

"AJ, it's me! Come on, calm down mon cherie!" he tried to soothe, sitting on the bed and pulling her into his arms, though she only put her arms out and tried to push him away, refusing to look at him.

"N-no...y-you should'nt be h-here...y-you're d-dead! DEAD!" She repeated, shutting her eyes, trying not to cry.

What the hell had gotten into her?

"AJ, I'm not dead. I'm right here...right here." He tried again, taking her hands and setting them against his cheeks, noticing her eyes widen at the contact.

She managed to smile as she threw her arms around him, kissing his neck and face.

"I must be on s-some really good drugs if I'm s-seeing you...that or I'm d-dreaming...baby don't let me wake up, I'm happy right where I am. I'm so sorry for everything...I shouldn't've left, started those fights...I know the last four years were hell, but I'd take it all back if I could!"

Her hands tightened on his shoulders as she kissed him as hard as she could, and at once Seb realized why she'd freaked out.

She wasn't seeing him - somehow he was appearing to her as William. And with the tricks someone, most likely the demon, had just played on David, Seb was pretty sure this was still part of her doing.

Realizing if he tried to talk her out of it, it might only upset her more (and he sure as hell didn't want to stress her out more than the events of the past few days already had) he decided to just try to play along with the demon's vision until she calmed down.

"And I should have realized sooner what all the stress was doing to you, love. I should've seen how the breakup got to you, never minding your constant spats with Amelia in the meantime. We rushed the wedding – we should've given you proper time to grieve, maybe then you wouldn't have ran off on me," he explained, trying to mimic William as much as he could.

She only nodded and curled up against him, sighing.

"I'm SO sorry about that – I just…I'm not even sure how to explain myself for that, other than I felt you weren't understanding me and they could…and about my being turned, so I got curious, he didn't mean to…I kind of made him, so it's my fault. And I mean…"

Her smile turned crooked and she looked around, taking in the fact she was back in what seemed like a hospital room.

"You know what happens when we end up in rooms like this, don't you, sweetie?" She teased, reaching up a hand to nervously run it through her bangs, "Seems like everytime I end up in a hospital bed like this, you try to seduce me."

He scoffed, trying to picture the older vampire wanting to take advantage of her while she was injured or in pain, and couldn't even bring himself to finish the thought.

"Adeline, I've done no such thing. Recently at least."

She giggled.

"Yeah, recently – listen to you. Even your voice's got that tone, hm? Why don't we fix that?" she continued, and for once Sebastien could see exactly why she'd drive Amelia nuts with all her talk of William – she was constantly needy.

Before he had a chance to argue, her hands had slipped under his shirt and worked it over his head, she struggling to get up on her knees so she could kiss him without hurting herself, one hand racking down across his chest, causing him to groan, being her nails had slipped against the scars Illshya had left.

"Adeline, love – we're not alone, sweetheart, it's not the-"

"Look at you…darling, what the hell? I didn't do that to you, did I? I don't think I'm wild enough to mark you up like this…these look painful, I can't even-" her she grabbed his wrist, flipping it over, looking for something, "And when'd you get your tattoo removed? I don't remember you doing it…there's not even an outline, it's like you never got one!"

Whoops. So much for playing along.

"What the hell is going on? My head hurts…nothing's real…you're not really him, there's no way..well then am I insane? Maybe I'm not even real anymore…maybe I should've let the demon kill m- the demon. That's why you're here, if it's you at all. She said she'd break me, she hasn't done it yet, but this hurts. More than it should. Way more than it should."

And then, to his surprise, she started laughing.

"AJ, you're real – whatever the demon did to you, what she made you see – there's no one here but me, celle qui a mon couer." He assured, pulling her into a tight hug before he kissed her hair.

When he released her, she handed Seb back his shirt and smiled sheepishly, biting her lip as she got up and moved to sit in his lap, her legs over the side of the bed.

"You can put your shirt back on now, I should know better by now. It's only been fourteen years since I've been turned, and I don't think the lust is going to curb anytime soon. And…"

She paused, noticing there were now other people in the doorway, it sounded like Chuck and maybe Jeff.

"Sebastien, I'm really sorry for screaming when you first came in – I think you've figured out by now why that happened."

"Like I said before – it's the demon's fault – she'll pay for everything she's done, believe me. But what exactly did she tell you?"

AJ shrugged, resting her head on his shoulder as his arms wound around her waist as he started to rock her slowly, humming part of Au Secours.

She listened to him for a few moments before lifting her head to kiss his cheek.

"I'd just…I'd rather not talk about it."

By this time, Chuck and Jeff had just walked into the room, wonder what else had gone wrong.

"Guys, go on back to bed, she's fine." Seb explained.

"Same thing happen to her that happened to David?" Jeff asked.

She shook her head.

"Wh-wait, what happened to David? I just…I had a really bad nightmare, that's all. And then I was…uh, seeing things when I woke up. I'm so glad he ran in here to comfort me," she replied, nudging her face against Seb's shoulder, sort of like a cat wanting to be petted.

"Same thing happened to him – we ran in here to check on you because the entire compund's freaking out – everyone's on the lookout for the demon, we figure it's her fault. I'm such Pierre would've came in too, but David fall back asleep and they're curled up into eachother, Pierre couldn't move if he wanted to."

AJ almost laughed, mentally cheering at the multitudes of fanfics coming true in her head at the notion that David and Pierre were asleep and curled up together due to a nightmare.

"I'm fine, really. Wish I could sleep, but I think I just need some time to process the last few days. Seb…you wouldn't mind staying in here with me tonight, would you? You just…something about you makes me not feel so…crazy."

He nodded, "I'll stay as long as you need me to. But she's right, we all need sleep if the demon's back and causing trouble like this, espeically after what she pulled at the trial. I think it's probably best if we have another meeting tomorrow, and try to figure out what to do about all this…we can't stay here forever."

Chuck and Jeff nodded.

"Sounds alright. Yeah, it's only three or so in the morning – if we all sleep until nine thirty or so that should be fine. Over breakfast or something we can talk to Lucian and figure out what's going on."

As they went to walk out of the room, Chuck couldn't help but notice the look AJ had given Seb, and oddly enough, he'd nodded and grinned back. Pausing to turn around, knowing he'd only annoy the couple, he called over his shoulder, "And don't do anything stupid, you two! You've gotten us in enough trouble lately!"