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They went to a small diner by Peter's apartment. They were all sitting across from each other at the table. It was dark outside, and the restaurant was dimly lit. There weren't many people there, so they had enough privacy.

A server wearing black pants and a white shirt came over and took their order. Peter raised an eyebrow when Aurora only ordered a glass of water.

"You need to eat something," Caine told her.

"I'm fine. I don't need food. I need to know what's going on."

"You do need food," Peter objected. He leaned towards her and whispered, "Your weak from whatever that thing was earlier, and you need your strength."

Aurora looked at him with stubborn eyes.

"At least have a bowl of soup."

She gave a heavy sigh. "If I order soup you will you stop the small talk and tell me what's going on?"

Peter looked at his father. "Pop?"

Caine nodded. "If you get the soup, I will cut to the.ah.chase," he said raising an eyebrow. Not quite sure if that was the right fraise.

"Done," Aurora said.

The server was looking at them with wide eyes. He was a little confused as to what was going but took everyone's order without saying anything. Aurora got a bowl of French Onion soup. They handed the menus to the server and he left.

"I ordered soup, not tell me what's going on."

Caine sighed. "Very well. I met your father many years ago Aurora. He was in great danger from a being not of this world."

"What sort of being?" Peter asked.

"A demon."

"Excuse me?" Aurora exclaimed, not believing her ears. "I asked for the truth Caine, not some story."

"I speak the truth. I would not tell you lies."

"So you expect me to believe that my father came to you for help with a demon?"

Caine nodded. Aurora shook her head. "Just finish your story."

"Rain was born into magick. He was raised as a Pagan, and became a powerful Warlock."

"I thought Warlocks were evil," Peter stated.

"No. Warlocks are merely male witches. Sorcerers are defined as evil."

"Whatever," Aurora interjected. "Keep going."

"As I said your father came to me for help. This demon was after your father's power, his energy, and his life. His name was Cinder."

"Why was he after my father? Why not someone else?"

"Rain was a strong Warlock. Perhaps he was one of the strongest in a long time. The Warlock wanted his power as his own."

"So he was trying to steal Rain's power?" Peter asked.

"Yes."

The server came with their meals, and distributed the food.

"So what happened?" Aurora asked, after he had left.

Caine shrugged. "We conjured a spell, that banished the demon."

"So he's dead?"

"No. He's merely locked away. In a prison if you will."

"Can he be released?" Peter asked.

"It would take someone of great power to do so."

Aurora still hadn't touched her soup. "So you're telling me that my father was a Warlock, and that a demon was after him, and that you put it in some prison?"

Caine nodded.

"Do you have any idea how crazy this sounds?"

"However it may sound, it is the truth."

"So why don't I have any powers?"

"You do. What do you think happened at my home?"

Aurora shook her head as if there were too many things running around up there, and she was trying to throw them out.

"Nothing like that has ever happened before."

"Yes," Caine replied. "I believe that Rain had bound your powers. There are only two ways to undo that. One is he must reverse the spell."

"And the other?" Peter asked.

Caine didn't reply for a moment, and then finally said, "He would have to die."

"But he's been dead for over a year now," Aurora argued. "Why are they just coming out now?"

"They have been there. They are merely getting stronger."

"Pop," Peter interjected. "What happened at the apartment?"

"Aurora's power becomes stronger when she is angry or upset. She doesn't know how to control it, and it needed an outlet. When you grabbed her the power flowed through you as well as through my apartment."

"First of all stop talking like I'm not here," Aurora said, angrily. "Second of all if this is true, why didn't my father ever tell me?"

"I'm sure he was going to," Caine said. "Perhaps he was waiting until you were older."

Peter looked down at Aurora's soup and noticed it was untouched. "You said you would eat if he would talk."

"No," she said glancing at him. "I said I would ORDER soup, not eat it."

Peter opened his mouth, and then closed it. He wanted to argue, but couldn't because she did say that. Caine smirked at his son.

"If he was going to commit suicide why didn't he tell me?" she asked. "Or at least leave me a note."

Caine shrugged. "I do not know." Aurora sighed and sat back, crossing her arms over her chest. Peter went to put a hand on her shoulder, but stopped when she flinched and moved away.

"Don't you know I won't hurt you?"

"I don't know that Peter. I don't even know you. I met you less than twenty-four hours ago and you expect me to trust you? Look guys thanks for your help, but maybe I came to the wrong place."

She picked up her backpack, and got up to leave. Peter grabbed her wrist, and she tensed under his grip. He let her go.

"Aurora we will help you. It's not safe out there. We can protect you."

She didn't respond.

Caine said, "Aurora, please do not go. You must learn to control your power and I can teach you to harness it."

She looked at them. Her eyes were a mix of pain, fear, and anger. They glistened with the threat of tears.

"I don't want this power. I want my father back! I want everything to be the way it was!"

She dropped back in her seat, her bag falling to the floor, and arms drooping at her side as if all her energy was drained. "I'm just so tired."

"Come on," Peter said. "You can stay at my place. You need to get some rest."

Aurora had no fight left in her. She didn't know what to think or what to do. There were too many thoughts running through her head. Her body ached and her soul was tired. She simply nodded.

Peter paid the bill, and they left. He dropped Caine off and went back to his apartment. Aurora walked in behind him with her arms hugged around her.

"It's not that big," Peter told her. "But it's home."

"Anywhere looks like the four seasons compared to where I came from."

Peter didn't question her. She'd been through enough for one night. Hell, she'd been through enough for a lifetime. He looked at Aurora. Her hair was a mess, and there were bags under her eyes that mixed with the fading green of one of the bruises. Her clothes were dirty and tattered. He would give her something of his to sleep in tonight, and then take her to get some clothes tomorrow.

"You can have my bed," he told her.

Aurora shook her head. "I don't want to be an inconvenience."

Peter put his hand on his hips. "You're not an inconvenience and I happen to like my couch. I don't want you to get the better deal."

She smiled before she could stop herself.

. "I'll find something of mine that you can wear to sleep," he said, pleased that she was at least smiling.

Peter went into his room, and grabbed a pair of dark blue sweat pants, and a black shirt. He came back into the living room, and Aurora was still standing in the same spot.

He said, "You can sit down. Make yourself at home."

He handed her the clothes.

"Thanks," she said. "Um.would you mind if I took a shower?"

"Sure. The towels are in the closet next to the bathroom." He pointed the way for her.

Aurora walked past him and straight to the closet. She pulled out a towel and then went into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her.

Peter sighed as he heard the shower start. He went over to the same closet Aurora had just been at and grabbed some sheets and an extra blanket. He quickly made up his bed for the night and went into his room to change before Aurora was done in the shower. He threw on a pair of green sweats and a black shirt. He grabbed a pillow from his bed and went back into the living room.

Aurora was still in the shower so Peter decided to watch TV until she came out. He plopped down on the couch and grabbed the remote from the side table. He started flipping through the channels. Nothing was on, so he just left it on Looney tunes. When all else fails, cartoons are always there.

About twenty minutes had passed when Peter heard the water go off. He turned around when he heard the door open and saw a whirl of steam rush into his apartment like a thick fog. Aurora walked out wearing the clothes he had given her. They were too big for her. The pants were extremely baggy and the shirt came to her knees. Her hair was wrapped in a towel on her head. Her skin was bright red. She looked like she had been in a tanning bed too long.

"How hot was that shower?" Peter asked.

Aurora shrugged.

"I'm surprised you didn't burn yourself."

She walked over and sat on the opposite end of the couch with her legs tucked underneath her. "I'm fine. I like to take hot showers."

"Apparently."

Aurora took the towel down off her head and her hair fell in thick, dark spirals, all around her. Peter hadn't noticed just how beautiful her hair was before, probably since it was covered in dirt, but now looking at it he saw just how gorgeous it and she was.

Aurora saw him staring and asked, "What?"

"Nothing," Peter said quickly. "You just have beautiful hair."

Peter hadn't thought it was possible, but Aurora actually turned redder. He smiled at her and she yawned.

"I think you need to get some sleep."

"I can take the couch you know," she told him. "I mean I don't want to take up."

"You are staying in my room tonight. I'll sleep on the couch."

"Are you sure?"

Peter nodded. "Yeah, now go get some rest."

"What should I do with the towel?"

He reached over and took the towel from her, stopping for a moment when she flinched.

"I'll take care of it. Now get to bed."

Aurora got up and walked to Peter's room. She stopped at the doorway and looked back.

"Peter?"

He turned to look at her. "Yeah?"

"Thank you."

Peter smiled again. "Your welcome."

Aurora shut the door and Peter got up to turn out all the lights. He went back to the couch and made himself as comfortable as possible. He turned off the TV and went to sleep.

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