Title: Risen From The Ashes

Pairing: Olivia/Natalia Doris/Blake ?/?

Rating: MA for strong language, adult situations, violence, blood, drug use.

Slightly AU most invents remain the same with a few concentrated changes to the Otalia storyline.

Summary: A mysterious stranger comes to town and changes the lives of Olivia and Natalia forever.

"You seem angry to be here…"

"That's probably because I fucking hate doctors."

"How do you think your mother would feel knowing what you've been up to?"

CRASH!

"DON'T YOU EVER TRY TO USE HER MEMORY AGAINST ME!"

"Why do you think you allow that other you…Phoenix to take control?"

"She's the only one who knows how to protect me."

"I'm assuming you're against any type of medication even for sleeping correct?"

"You assume right. I'm not taking any fucking pills. Do you honestly think you're going to be able to find the right mix for that and anything else you think I have a problem with that are all non narcotic? I'm not stupid all you quacks ever want to do is drug me up. I can do that all on my own without having to splay myself open for your enjoyment."

"Do you think I enjoy this Francesca?"

"Do I know you?"

"No I suppose you don't just like I don't really know you. I know you're story…that's about it."

"Then don't fucking get familiar on me. You don't get to call me that."

"Very well."

"You're going to tell them you want me to come back aren't you?"

"I will recommend it; yes."

"Ugh…this is bullshit…you're lucky I like your kids."

"They seem to like you as well."

"Whatever."

"I understand that you keep a collection of written and video recorded journals is that correct?"

"Yeah so?"

"I would like to take a look at them sometime."

"No you wouldn't…no one would."

"You're punishing yourself for their deaths."

"Someone should."

Olivia and Natalia jumped up nervously from their seats in the waiting room as the door to Dr. Felicia Boudreaux's office opened. They had heard some yelling and a loud crash come from the office and had to stop themselves multiple times from just rushing in to see what was wrong. Francesca walked out in a huff; eyes cast downward with her hands thrust into her pockets. She didn't say anything to them she just plopped down in one of their vacated seats and stared to her left at the wall.

Felicia approached them.

"Can I speak to the two of you for a moment please?"

"Of course," Natalia told her as she looked over at Francesca. She still wouldn't look at them.

"You are going to sit here and wait for us to come out…no disappearing do you understand?" Olivia warned her.

"Yeah mom," Francesca mumbled.

The two women followed Felicia into the office. She closed the door behind them.

They sat down in the chairs in front of her desk after noticing the glass pitcher shattered on the floor. Water stained the wall where a medium sized dent was made in it.

"She apologized and said she'd pay to replace it and fix the wall," Felicia told them not looking up from her notes.

"What had her so upset…well besides the obvious?" Natalia questioned.

"She doesn't like being exposed." Felicia looked at them her hands crossed on the desk. "I do want to see her again…as often as possible actually. She was right though…those government psychiatrists misdiagnosed her. She's not schizophrenic nor is she crazy. She's just had to deal with a lot of terrible things going on at once. That's enough to make even the strongest person go a little insane. She's very resilient though. Most people would have broken under the pressure by now."

"What did she say about the sleeping pills?" Olivia questioned her.

That was one of their main problems at the moment. Sleep deprivation on top of everything else made Francesca a very grumpy girl.

"She doesn't want to take any and I feel that trying to force it on her would make the situation worse. She doesn't want to become dependent on anything and given her problems with addiction I can fully understand that. Her stint in rehab and the things that went on in the hospital after what happened has ingrained in her a general distrust for anyone in the medical profession; both mental and physical. Those trust issues as you well know are deeply rooted in her; stemming from her issues with her father." Felicia told them as she looked through a folder.

"Bastard," Olivia growled.

Felicia nodded in full agreement.

Natalia reached over and grabbed Olivia's hand. Her girlfriend sighed and rubbed at her temple.

"So she really is okay mentally…well…you know what I mean," Natalia asked nervously.

"For the most part she's okay. Like I said there's no medical term for her problem. Honestly in my professional opinion she's just scared, angry, confused, overwhelmed, and trying to figure out how to deal with all that pent up fury she buries within herself."

"What about the Synesthesia…is that really why she can smell and see…um…stuff?" Olivia asked with a grimace.

"Her brain disorder is very interesting. As you know it contributed greatly to her status as a child prodigy. She's always been able to detect the unique scents of those she cares for the most. It's very common for most Synesthetics to posses other senses that others do not; mostly manifesting in a dual sensory. Her condition though is the most advanced I've ever heard of…"Felicia trailed off thumbing through a few of Francesca's medical records.

"Where did you get those?" Natalia questioned her feeling more than a little nervous.

"Not to worry Natalia I didn't go snooping for them. She had copies she'd and these are her words exactly, 'hacked from that fucked up hospital years ago.'" She smiled at them. "She brought these in with her. I was quite surprised actually. Although she may not like the idea of coming to sessions she is in agreement that she needs help; she just doesn't want to make it easy on us. I get the sense that she feels the need to fight through everything."

"Can I see those?" Olivia asked.

"Of course," Felicia handed them over.

The two women looked at them together.

"It says her I.Q. is immeasurable…what does that mean exactly?" Natalia frowned.

"It's so high that there isn't a bar to measure it against. Her abilities to learn, comprehend, and understand different concepts are staggering; which is why it has been so easy for her to pick up the dominant languages of the countries she's visited along with numerous other skills that have helped her survive for this long on her own."

"So you honestly don't think that she has a split personality?" Olivia questioned her handing the medical records back over. Seeing all the injuries the girl had been hospitalized for after her family was murdered made her sick.

"No…Phoenix as she's known to refer to herself as is someone she really didn't like to begin with. It was something her father used to call her; his way of making sure she never forgot her real parentage. He was very bitter towards her relationship with her step-father; which is interesting with how much hatred he showed the poor girl. Phoenix was already someone who had taken a fair amount of abuse so when all hell broke loose in her world that is who she would revert to. She sees Phoenix as being someone much stronger than herself. It's like flipping a switch for her. When things get too hard, scary, or painful she allows herself to rely on Phoenix for protection; which is why that part of her is so angry. Francesca has stayed carefully hidden away while Phoenix took the full brunt of the abuse. Phoenix is hardened, angry, and so filled with rage that she sometimes finds it difficult to deal with things calmly." She tilted her head towards the damage on the wall. "What is interesting though is she shows a great deal of compassion for others in need of help. She only directs her anger in a physical sense at those she deems deserving of it. That of course explains why she's so self-destructive…she feels that she deserves all of the terrible things that have happened to her. She's punishing herself and sadly doing a pretty good job of it."

"So what you're saying is she isn't a danger to anyone else…besides the obvious?" Olivia questioned.

"That is correct. Unfortunately we have no way of knowing if and when she'll be set off to go after one of these 'demons' as she refers to them. The only warning you will have is her reaction to smelling their scent."

"And there's nothing we can do about that? Nothing that can…I don't know turn it off?" Natalia asked a little desperately. The thought of the girl going out and killing anyone troubled her.

"Unfortunately no there is not. Its part of her brain's make up now. You see after her ordeal her condition as a Synesthetic was enhanced. It's now part of her intuition – a natural defense mechanism if you will."

"I just feel like there's more that we could be doing for her." Olivia sighed.

"You are doing very well given the circumstances. I know that this has been an uphill battle for you all but I can assure you that I believe you're doing a very good job. Just being there for her to talk to and taking an interest in her extracurriculars such as music has helped her immensely. You've gained a relationship of trust with her that I find miraculous. The fact that she is happy to refer to the two of you as her mothers is a very good sign. Her treating of Emma and Rafe as siblings and having that familial relationship with all of you is doing her a world of good. I know it may not seem like it with all of the struggles she's having but I'm sure that there has been a drastic change in her already. Phoenix is not in control as often as I'm assuming she has been over the years. You just have to continue to give Francesca more reasons to stay in control."

"About that…" Natalia cut in looking over at Olivia. "Francesca…she hasn't told us directly but we think she may be having feelings for a girl…it's scaring her."

"It's the reason why we decided to ultimately call you really. We knew right away when she realized it. It's like you said…a switch just got flipped and Phoenix reared her head at us," Olivia added.

Felicia nodded writing in her notes. "When she does something like that you need to recognize it for what it is and challenge her on it. Francesca although very intelligent and advanced for her age hasn't had the chance to go through the growing pains if you will of being a teenager. Her advance placement in school didn't offer her the availability to connect with peers her own age. And her severe disconnect with the world you and I have lived in greatly stifled her social abilities. She's learning things all at once that she should have over the years. She's never experienced her first crush. She's never dealt with the emotions that come with romantic love. It makes sense that she finds it overwhelming and a bit scary…which is where Phoenix comes in."

They nodded their heads in understanding. "So just do what we've been doing. Stand firm when she begins to act differently and let her know that we're there for her if she needs us," Natalia reiterated.

"That's correct. I will be asking that I see her at least twice a week to get her to begin to deal with all of the emotions she keeps bottled up inside of her," Felicia informed them.

"We can do that," Olivia accepted.

They stood and said their good byes.

Walking to the car from the doctor's office was painfully quite. Francesca walked beside them head down hands shoved in her jacket. They reached the car and she stopped with her hand on the door handle.

"I'm not crazy," she looked up and told them.

"We know you're not honey," Natalia told her from her place standing next to her. She moved in to rub her arm as Francesca sighed and put her head down.

"If you know that then why do I have to do this?" she mumbled close to tears.

Olivia walked over to their side of the car. Francesca's head was still down. Olivia gently took her chin in her hand and brought eyes so curiously similar to her own up to look at her.

"Chessie…you are dealing with a lot of things that most people couldn't even survive honey. We are going to help you as best we can but there are things that I'm sorry to admit we aren't fully equipped to handle. That's not saying that we feel as though you're a burden it's just…a lot of things that we want to make sure you get the best help possible with," Olivia assured her as she wiped her thumb across Francesca's cheek; catching a wayward tear.

"If…if I wanted one or both of you to be there…during the sessions…would you?" Francesca asked them in a small voice.

"Of course we would baby." Natalia hugged the girl to her.

Francesca sniffled a little in the hug her height making it easy for her to rest her cheek atop Natalia's head. She buried her nose in her Ma's thick tresses and breathed in deeply.

"Um…Hey Natalia." Frank approached the woman from behind a little nervous but still excited to see her…hopefully not literally.

Natalia looked up at Francesca from rifling through her hand bag and made a face. Francesca grinned at her.

"Frank," Natalia greeted him without turning around.

Francesca had agreed to stick with Natalia for a little longer during the day as Olivia had to go into The Beacon to finish up on some late paperwork. They were in Company picking up some food for Natalia and Olivia to share. Francesca opted out stating that she promised the band she'd treat them to some Towers take out for a job well done at the fundraiser.

"Listen I'm glad you came in today…I've been meaning to talk to you. I wanted to apologize for um…some things," he stated vaguely; blushing profusely and rubbing the back of his neck.

Francesca bit her lip trying not to laugh. Natalia glared at her and she quickly adopted a straight face.

"Listen Frank," Natalia huffed as she turned around and pushed her hair out of her face with the back of her hand. "I really, really do not want to talk about…this particular subject. As a matter of fact I'm just going to go on as if I never found out…about …the things you do…in your spare time."

Frank blushed. Francesca snorted from behind Natalia.

"Phoenix," Natalia warned her as she turned her body halfway to level her with her no nonsense look.

"Sorry Ma," she apologized

Frank frowned at that. Natalia was cultivating an entire family with Olivia now. Rafe moved back in with them and was now refusing to speak to him. They had already had Emma. He wasn't sure about Ava, but that didn't really matter because now Phoenix was there. If she was calling Natalia ma what the hell did she call Olivia? Would Natalia honestly be willing to walk away from what were now she and Olivia's children for him? He wasn't so sure.

He should have been.

"If that's it we'll be…"

"Um actually one second," Frank blurted out as he scurried to the other side of the counter.

Francesca and Natalia watched him with scrunched up brows and pursed lips.

He reached under the counter and presented Natalia a bouquet of yellow flowers.

Francesca noted that they were hyacinths. She shook her head and smirked.

"I got these for you…as I kind of peace offering." He offered them to Natalia.

"Frank I can't accept those," she told him. He quickly deflated.

"But…"

"Frank we have to go. Come on Phoenix." Natalia grabbed their food order and walked out.

Phoenix lagged behind for a moment.

"Those are pretty flowers Frank…is that why you picked them?" she questioned him slyly.

"Uh yeah…I figured she would like them," he admitted hurt that Natalia hadn't accepted his gift.

"Seems to me that's why you choose a lot of things…without even knowing much about them…because they're pretty," she led him.

"Meaning," he huffed standing up straight.

Phoenix fingered the flowers. "Every flower has a meaning Frank. Yellow Hyacinths are no different. They stand for jealousy…isn't that ironic?" She smirked at him and walked out of Company.

"Em's spring break is next week so we can make plans to do something with her. She needs some alone time with us…I don't want her to feel neglected with how we've been concentrating on Chess." Olivia said around a spoon full of ice cream.

"Okay we can do that." Natalia grinned. "The thing about Emma though is she'll probably just ask if Chess and Rafe can come along anyway. Our baby is so loving…she probably doesn't even see anything wrong with how we've been treating Chess. She knows she's been hurt; she told me the other day that she's glad Chess is staying with us because no one could love her more than we can."

"That's my Bean." Olivia smiled proud of the little girl.

"Chess did mention something else though," Natalia shyly told Olivia.

"What's that?"

"Well she said 'Now that you and mom have finally jumped out of the big bad closet you two need to go out on a real date were people actually know you're together and not just extra special hand holding friends.'"

Olivia snorted. "Smart ass." She smiled at Natalia and grabbed hold of her hand. "She's right though…I do want to spend some alone time with you." She leaned in and nuzzled Natalia's ear.

Her girlfriend sighed at the contact.

"You mean outside of our bed right?" Natalia smiled only to close her eyes and groan as Olivia began to nibble on her earlobe.

"Mmm no…we can leave that in there," she grinned against Natalia's skin.

Natalia turned her head towards Olivia and captured her lips. They pushed into one another causing an ebb and flow to generate between them. Both taking turns at controlling the kiss. Olivia moaned as Natalia sucked on her tongue.

"I love you so much Princess." Natalia smiled as she ran her thumb across Olivia's forehead to her cheek where she rubbed at the soft skin.

"That still amazes me you know," Olivia admitted grabbing the hand now cupping her face and bringing it to her lips to kiss Natalia's palm.

"I don't know why…you're kind of amazing." Natalia grinned at her.

"Amazing huh?" Olivia's eyes sparkled.

"Hmm amazing, awesome, spectacular…" Natalia was cut off as Olivia swooped in to reclaim her lips in a scorching kiss. They both breathed in deeply through their noses.

Olivia wrapped her hands around Natalia's waist and guided her from her seat next to her on the sofa and onto her lap. Her lover straddled her as she cupped her face and softly bit her bottom lip. Olivia moaned and gripped Natalia's ass bringing her closer.

"I want you," Olivia breathed in Natalia's ear as she began to undo the buttons of her shirt.

"I'm yours," Natalia told her not even trying to stop her.

Olivia pulled open Natalia's blouse and buried her face in between Natalia's covered breasts. She licked and nipped at the skin then sucked at the side of her breast.

"Liv," Natalia sighed holding her head to her.

"We locked the door right?" Olivia asked her.

"Yes," Natalia hissed as Olivia moved the cup of her bra out of the way to suck on her nipple.

"Good." She reached behind Natalia and unclasped her bra then maneuvered the garment from under her shirt.

She brought Natalia closer to her as she went back to work teasing her breasts with her mouth and tongue. She reached under Natalia's skirt to grab another handful of her ass to be met by bare skin.

She chuckled. "Someone went commando today."

Natalia blushed. "Panty lines," she told her.

"Lucky me." Olivia grinned as she hiked up Natalia's skirt kissing down her chest and stomach.

Olivia moved her right hand down to Natalia's center greeted by scorching wetness.

"God baby you're so wet." Olivia cupped Natalia's breast with her left hand as she moved in to suck at the other nipple. She began to rub Natalia's clit with her thumb.

"Baby I need…" Natalia was cut off by a moan as she jerked forward in Olivia's grasp.

"Tell me. Tell me and it's yours." Olivia looked up into wide pleading eyes and shivered at the yearning she saw.

Natalia leaned forward and licked the side of Olivia's ear whispering in it. "I need to feel you inside of me…I need you," another sigh as Olivia pressed down harder with her thumb "…to fuck me baby."

Olivia quickly turned her head to once again bring Natalia into a kiss filled with excitement and anticipation. She moved her hand lower and swirled her fingers in Natalia's wetness her lover already slowly beginning to rock against them unable to resist. Olivia's fingers practically glide into Natalia her arousal so abundant there was need for little preamble. Olivia moaned at the sensation of her lover throbbing and pulsing around her…she added a third finger for good measure. Natalia wrapped her arms around her neck and buried her face in the top of her head moaning as Olivia began to pump her fingers in and out her; thumb rubbing more quickly at her clit.

Natalia began to rock back and forth with her; their bodies a pendulum building momentum with every thrust.

Olivia kissed the side of Natalia's neck as she grasped her hip and pumped faster inside of Natalia her fingers curling to tantalize her sensitive internal flesh.

"That's it baby…faster," Natalia encouraged her trying to keep her moans quit. She cupped Olivia's cheeks and rested her forehead on Olivia's as they looked into each other's eyes both staring deep into a well of swirling desire and exhilaration. Natalia began to rock harder into Olivia bouncing in her lap.

"You are so fucking beautiful," Olivia surged forward and once again claimed Natalia's lips "ride my fingers baby." She encouraged cupping Natalia's exposed ass and guiding her down harder.

Natalia buried her face in Olivia's neck looking for some place to muffle the sounds she could no longer contain. She panted and gasped in quick bursts; her warm breath causing goose bumps to rise on Olivia's skin.

"Oh God," Natalia panted her breaths becoming more and more labored. Olivia could feel Natalia's pussy reflexively gripping her fingers.

"That's it baby…come for me. I've got you. I love you." Olivia rocked with her harder.

Natalia bit down on the skin at the juncture of Olivia's shoulder and neck emitting a shuddering groan/squeal as she came undone in Olivia's grasp.

They both rested against one another for a moment trying to catch their breaths as Natalia continued to jerk and twitch around Olivia's fingers.

Once she came down from her high Natalia brought her head up to look at Olivia biting her lip and grinning shyly. Olivia just chuckled from deep within her chest.

"We just got wiggly in my office," she singed teasingly to Natalia.

Her girlfriend giggled and covered her face with her hands shaking her head. "I have no idea where that came from," she said still shy and blushing.

"You were horny honey," Olivia told her matter-of-factly.

Natalia snorted and kissed Olivia. "Let's see if you can follow my lead and keep the noise to a minimum shall we?" she questioned with a devious smirk as she slid off of Olivia and down to her knees on the floor.

She pulled Olivia's hips toward her so that she was situated to better suit Natalia's goal.

"Talia what are you…"

"Don't ask stupid questions Princess," Natalia told her quickly undoing Olivia's dress pants and sliding them down her legs along with her underwear; forcing Olivia to lift up her ass.

"You know you get very stingy with the oral." Olivia giggled.

"What?" Natalia stopped and looked at her lover quizzically.

"You always get to go first and you go off on such a tangent that by the time you're done I have absolutely no energy to return the favor. It's like you're trying to suck the strength right out of me." Olivia grinned. "I'm not complaining just…"

Natalia was getting impatient. "Your feedback is fully noted and will be taken into consideration but seeing as how I've already got you exactly where I want you we'll just have to do something about it later." She grinned and spread her lover open for her.

Olivia opened her legs wider.

"Yeah but…"

"Shut up Liv," Natalia growled as she swooped down to take a long hard lick at her lover's center.

"Okay."

Where's the laptop?" James questioned Daisy as she sat down across from him at Towers.

"I told Ashley I was meeting you for lunch I couldn't come up with a reason for a laptop," she told him agitated. Why was she doing this for the second time? She knew she was trying to make up for what she was going to have to do…but this still felt really stupid.

He looked at her strangely for a moment. "Okay no big deal. It's more of a meet and greet anyway," he said returning to writing down some notes.

"I don't even know if I'm staying I…" She sighed. She should be trying to talk to Phoenix right now…not helping James rehash his ponzi scheme.

"Well decide now." He grinned at her. "Clients coming in like five minutes," he told her with a smile. He was doing his best to pull her back into his world. Phoenix had done a pretty good job of submerging Daisy in her own the other night. He had to make up the gap and make sure he was at the forefront of Daisy's mind.

"If you get in trouble this time your dad won't be able to bail you out because he'll be in jail," she stressed. She'd been trying to talk him out of it. For some reason he was dead set on going with it anyway.

"I told you okay; I've learned from my mistakes. The plans full proof," he assured her with a grin. Little did she know he was killing two birds with one stone.

Daisy looked at him with a frown and sighed.

Phoenix listened to their conversation from her spot at the bar waiting for the order for herself and the boys waiting in the van outside. She fumed.

Why was she into such a fucking idiot?

She sighed and shook her head. Yeah so she liked Daisy but that didn't mean she was going to be dumb enough to actually do anything about it. Despite her horrible taste the girl was too innocent for her world. She'd heard about all the trouble she'd been in but still…it was nothing compared to the shit she'd done. She would ruin her…and her life. She couldn't do that.

But that didn't mean she was just going to let her settle for anything but the best.

"Can you watch this for one second?" she asked the waiter as he brought out her large order in three bags.

"Of course."

Phoenix walked up to the balcony overhang and leaned against the chair next to Daisy grinning at James.

Daisy was startled by the girl's sudden appearance at her side. Phoenix fought and won to keep her eyes open as Daisy turned stirring the air with her scent.

"What are you doing here?" the other girl asked her looking back at James nervously. The boy threw down his pen and sighed.

"Look at you two all dressed up in your big kid clothes. I've never seen such an elaborate set up for playing house. By the way James I am loving the whole feathered hair look; embracing your inner Charlie's Angel – very ballsy." She smirked at James.

Daisy sighed.

"Very funny Phoenix," he groused. "Why don't you run along now and let us finish what we were doing before you came over here to infect us with your skankyness?"

She snorted. "I'm so hurt by your cunning linguistic skill. I'm actually happy to know that you own another shirt," she teased the boy. "What does 92 stand for anyway?" she asked referring to the t-shirt he seemed to always be wearing. "Wait don't tell me," she stood straight putting her hands up in a stop motion, "…it's your I.Q." She grinned.

"What the hell do you want?" he snapped at her.

"I just wanted to talk to Daisy for a second. Unless of course you object Mr. Spaulding." She tilted her head demurely towards him.

"James doesn't decide who I do and don't talk to," Daisy finally cut in.

Phoenix arched an eyebrow at Daisy then turned to smirk at a scowling James.

"Hold that thought," she told him as she guided Daisy from her chair and down the stairs to stand near the restrooms. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" she growled; her playful demeanor quickly evaporating.

"You know what Phoenix I could ask you the same thing. One second we're getting along the next you act like you hate me. You go from teasing James to treating me like shit," she complained letting off some of that frustration she'd been feeling.

Phoenix was brought up short. "I don't hate you," she spoke through clenched teeth. "If I did I'd just let you continue on your downward spiral." She pointed back towards James.

"What are you talking about?"

"A ponzi scheme? Really Daisy…because it worked so well the last time," she added sarcastically.

"I…I just want to help him out of this mess," Daisy protested caught off guard that the girl knew what they were up to.

"Oh sure because helping him is going to turn out so well for you. Let me ask you a question how do you think Bill feels about the last one? Do you honestly think that once he gets caught – because believe me he will – that he won't throw you under the bus too?" Phoenix growled.

Daisy made a move to storm past her.

"No." Phoenix stopped her blocking her way. "Stay out of his shit Daisy. It's bad enough you have a juvie record so unless you want to take a chance with a strike on your college applications you need to walk away from this. Colleges aren't looking to help make architects out of con artists."

"Why do you even care?" Daisy pushed at Phoenix's chest not able to make her budge out of her way.

Phoenix snatched her hand away. "Because I just do," she blurted out.

They both looked at one another breathing a little quickly out of anger and something completely different. Their eyes tracked down to their clasped hands still hanging in the air in front of them. Phoenix snatched hers away.

"So you do care?" Daisy questioned further.

Phoenix put her hands on her hips and shook her head hazarding a glance up at James who was turned around looking up at Phillip mouth open and eyes wide with guilt.

Phoenix jerked her head towards them. Daisy looked over in shock.

"You're welcome," Phoenix growled at her. "And take off that fucking bright ass sweater from around your neck…you look crazy as hell," she snapped.

She stormed towards the bar and collected her order then barreled out of the restaurant.

Daisy cast a worried glance over at James…then she looked towards the door. She couldn't stop her feet from moving.

"Let's go I'm starving," Phoenix huffed once she got back to the van. The sliding door wide open as the boys played video games on the flat panel mounted to the inside.

"Phoenix wait!" Daisy called after her.

"FUCK!" Phoenix growled in complete frustration rubbing angrily at her face. "WHAT!" She stuck her head out of the side of the van.

Daisy jumped a little. She furrowed her brow at a second glance of the vehicle. It was an exact replica of the Mystery Machine from Scooby Doo on the outside only the paint job was varying shades of black and grey. Daisy risked sneaking a peak past Phoenix to note the long bench seat on one side and the television on the other. There were sleek compartments tucked away for the bands instruments.

"Dork." Daisy smirked.

Phoenix's shook her head as she dropped it to look down at the ground. She looked at Daisy unable to stop herself from grinning still hanging out of the side of the van. "It seemed fitting given the band's name," she told her.

"Doesn't change the fact that you're a dork," Daisy teased.

"Whatever."

"Look I'm sorry for I don't know…everything?" Daisy hedged. "You…actually did me a favor in there I didn't want to do it to begin with. I just felt guilty I guess."

Phoenix furrowed her brow and stepped out of the van. She flipped off the smirking boys inside and slid the door closed behind her. "Guilty for what?"

"Leading him on," Daisy mumbled looking down.

"You mind vaguing that up a bit for me?"

"That's not even English," Daisy pointed out with a grin.

"Yeah well whatever. How did you lead him on? You're dating; I would think that…"

"What? We're not dating…never were," Daisy was quick to interject.

"Oh…I just thought…you're always together…um…"

"Well now you're the one making the assumptions. We're just friends."

They looked at one another for a moment.

"I gotta go…the guys…foods in the van…I could eat a horse." Phoenix winced at herself.

Daisy laughed. "What?"

"I don't know; look I guess I'll see you around." Phoenix quickly opened the van and hopped inside.

"Um okay…" Daisy was cut off as Phoenix slammed the door closed. "Right." Daisy sighed and rubbed her forehead.

The van pulled away.