Chapter 5

"Wow two times in one day, is that a record?" Mac looked at Richy who stared at the ground his eyes still glued to the girl.

"Brek?" Richie fell to his knees.

"Yeah her name is---what the hell you know this girl?" Mac was in shock. Richie just nodded as the girl started comming to. Her eyes slowly opened and she looked up, since Richy was behind her, the first thing she saw was Duncan. Brek remembered what had happened before she had passed out. She didn't forget what Duncan was. Having him be the first thing she saw she jumped up immediately scared.

"Whoa easy now, did you bump your head?" Duncan tried to reach for the girl but she pulled away making herself bump into Richie behind her. Brek looked up and her mouth dropped of shock.

"Ri-Richie?" she layed her hand upon his cheek to see if he was really real. "Oh my God it really is you," a smile came across her face quickly.

Richie smiled back at her, he couldn't believe she was sitting right in front of him himself. With that he grabbed her and hugged her. Mac stared confused of who the hell she was to his best friend and partner. He had never heard Richie talk of a Brek, had never seen her around before. He cleared his throat in the middle of their reunion knowing they had forgotten he was there.

"ugghh hmmm," he made the noise.

"Oh," Richie let go of his long lost sister. "Brek, this is Duncan MacCloud."

"She knows Richie we have already met."

"Richie, hes something bad, do you know that. He-he chops off heads for fun, he isn't something we should be around," Brek started saying quickly in a whisper, but loud enough for Duncan to hear. He looked over at his friend with a strange look. Richie looked up and noticed it and knew what he had to do.

"Ummm, Brek, baby, we need to talk. Here lets get you to the couch." He picked the girl up a carried her to the couch lying in the front of the room.

"First of all," Mac sat down on the chair next to the couch and looked at Brek. "How do you know what I am?" He was curious, she was a mortal, not many mortals knew what immortals were or that they even existed, but then again she could think of him as something else and not know the whole truth about what he and Richie were.

Brek looked down, this isn't what she came for. She was scared. She came to find her brother, which she did, but she didn't come to find another Cameron. Although, he was nice and open about everything. Cameron was someone so locked up inside, the only people he invited into the house were immortals who were also like him. Always hiding never let the outside world get to know them. The only thing of Cameron's cover was taking Brek in which she wandered even why he did so.

"Brek?" Richie was sitting beside her. He pulled a piece of blond hair out of her face. "Sweetie, you can trust Mac, he just wants you to talk to him, trust me. I'm right here, there isn't anything that is going to happen to you."

She nodded in response to her brother. She took a deep breath before she started to talk. "I'm an orphan and have been put through many homes. Finally I got tired of orphanages and foster homes that I ran away. That is where I found Cameron. He found me rather. He took me in and promised me it wasn't going to be anything like a parent/child relationship, more like friends is how he worded it. All I had to do is keep out of his business. I never saw him at all usually, we had dinner every once in while. He didnt care where i went or who i talked to. And then i found out what he was keeping from me one day. A girl he had been beating shot him when he decided to go after me. She told me to leave and get the hell out of the place. I didnt i stayed, that is when he woke up and i found out what he really was. I had a friend named Michael, soon found out he was Cameron's watcher when i went to him about what i had seen. Michael was the one who helped me find where you were." She looked at her brother as she layed her head apon his chest for comfort to know that she still wasn't dreaming that he was really there.

"Cameron Merandez?" Mac said.

"Yeah, you know him? God, are you friends with him?" Brek couldn't believe that she might have walked into a trap.

"No, and no. Brek, what makes you think that every immortal is mean?" Mac questioned.

"I don't know. Every immortal brought into Cameron's house was like him and knew his business. I guess i figured that every immortal's purpose was to make other people's lives miserable. Or atleast mine." She paused looking down. "I-I'm sorry Mac. My trust is limited at the moment. It hasn't been easy the last few months that i have known about what he is, and the immortals weren't all that nice that came into our home. After i knew what he was i became his servant. And everyone was just as mean as him."

"And he is the old instructor that gave you what is on your face now?" Duncan pointed a finger at the girl.

Brek reached her hand up to her bruised face. "I told you these were an accident-" she was cut off by Richie.

"Brek," He looked down at the bruise marks that he had just noticed were there. He couldnt see them in the light over by the elevator b/c of how dark it was. "Who the hell?? Did Cameron-"

"Not all of them, I got in a fight with Daemon down stairs b/c he was picking on someone."

"That isn't what i was asking, we have been through this before." Richie gave in his brotherly voice.

"Yeah, Cameron did this. He taught me how to kick box, and before i knew what he was, his teaching was awesome. He took it easy on me and didn't hurt me a bit, but then i became his punching dummy after i realized he couldn't die. Even when i didn't want to he would make me box with him." No tears came from Brek's eyes as she was telling her brother and Duncan this. She never showed her emotions a lot and hated looking like she couldn't handle herself, so crying was a something she didn't do unless hurt and even then it was where no one could see her.

"You are lucky he didn't kill you," Duncan said without emotion.

"I bet he will once he finds her gone," Richie put his arm back around his sister.

"Well, also he will come after the two of us. For some reason i think he knew you were here and knew what we were, and somehow knew she was connected to you. I think he wants both our heads. She's a trap Richie." Duncan explained forgetting that Brek had no clue at all that Richie was an immortal, now remembering that he shouldn't have said anything.

"Whoa, back up," Brek pushed out of her brother's grip. "Richie?" she stood up and started to back away, now the tears were forming.

"Brek," He stood up. She started walking towards the elevator and Richie made it just in time to grab her.

"Get the hell off of me!" she squirmed and wiggled to try to fight free as she sobbed.

"Brek, stop this." He got a better hold on her remembering how much stronger he was then her. She fought for another moment and then looked at him and fell to her knees. Richie did the same not letting go of her.

"No," She shook her head. "You can't be." She sobbed.

All Richie could think to do was hold her. He shed tears as well knowing exactly why she was angry and scared. He was an immortal, she wasn't. She knew what this meant for his life. He was now in danger almost every day, more danger then a firefighter or a police officer. If he lived long enough he would have to see her die. He could only imagine all this emotion rolling around in her and it hurt him as well to think that he would have to lose her, or she would have to lose him if he made one mistake while battling with another immortal. "God, sweetie, if i could change it I would, you know i would." He rubbed her back. He didn't even realize that Mac had walked out of the room and back down the elevator.

After a while of holding his sister, Richie managed to pick her back up and lay her on the couch. He was still holding her and now running his hands through her hair and down her back to calm her down. It wasn't long before this made Brek drowsy to the point where she fell asleep. When she did this Richie decided to lay her down on the couch and get a blanket to cover her up. When he sat back down he gently lifted Brek's head to lay on his lap. He was so happy to have his baby sister back. She was the whole reason for im going after Adam. He could get Adam to get information about finding his sister. But he was happy that he didnt need it now, she had found him, and that is why his dreams were forming. He just prayed that the ending wasn't one to come to pass.