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The next morning Alex noticed the fact that Nick was being very quiet. He didn't eat that much either. Derek and Rachel noticed it too, as they exchanged glances before turning to their very young friend. Rachel decided to be bold and just ask him.

"What's wrong Nick? Aren't you hungry?"

Nick looked up from his plate, then back down, seeing that he hadn't even touched his food. "No, it's not that, I'm just thinking about my dream last night."

Rachel smiled, thank God that he wasn't sick. Although the team had learned one thing, Nick's dreams held always a truth in it. He wasn't gifted, and yet his dreams always predicted something, or told them a little bit more about the case they were working on.

"What dream honey? Do you want to talk about it?"

Nick shrugged. "It was just a dream, 'nothing special." He looked at his plate again, thinking. Then he couldn't help himself, he had to ask. "Who's Julia?"

Derek looked shocked. "Did you dream about her?"

Nick nodded and that was the answer Derek needed. He stood up slowly, walking to one of the cabinets He took something small out of it, looked like a frame of some sort. He held it before Nick, hoping this could explain anything. "Was that her?" He showed Nick a picture of Julia Walker, where she was smiling, wearing one of her best dresses, ready to go to a party with Nick.

The young man looked at it, frowned, and then finally shook his head. "No, it wasn't her, but she looked like that a little. She said she was an old friend of the Legacy. She was kinda nice, in a creepy way, cause she just disappeared into nowhere!"

He saw the worried glances that were exchanged between the older members, wondering what he had said wrong. Wasn't he supposed to talk about his dreams? Or maybe that lady on the picture was dead and he just had brought up a very painful subject. "What?"

Alex opened her mouth, but wasn't sure what to say, and if she should tell the young member. He was still a kid. Rachel looked at Derek, and the precept didn't need a word to know what she was indicating. He took Nick gently by the arm. "Let us go to my study and talk about this." Nick didn't give a peep, but there was a frown on his face. Why did they need to go to the study to talk about some stupid dream? Why were they all being so secretive? He got his answer once he was settled in a chair in Derek's study, the older man taking a seat on his own desk. He sighed once, and then decided it was best to just tell Nick. It worked usually.

"The woman you're describing sounds like a woman we've already dealt with twice, a succubus called Karen. She was obsessed with you and apparently still is."

He almost wanted to laugh, a woman, this secrecy about a woman? What was the deal with this people? But he didn't say that. Knowing Derek would not understand this. "So, is she the one who took my memories?"

Derek shook his head. "I honestly don't know. It isn't her style, but you'll never know what to expect with demons like that."

Nick gulped, a demon? A demon was in love with his older self, and now she was after him? Why did that sounded a lot worse then he first thought? "She's dangerous?"

The precept wasn't going to lie now, after he had told all of this. He saw fear in Nick's eyes, knowing it had to be because he had used the word Demon, and he had used it on purpose. "She killed young men, using their strength to survive. You were lucky to survive in the first place, but she took a special liking to you."

Nick just shrugged. "You guys killed her before, I don't see why it has to be such a big problem now."

Derek smiled. The new Nick wasn't that different then the old one.

"I wish it was that simple, but it never is. We'll have to keep a close eye to you. I'm sorry, but that means no trip to the city."

Nick became angry. "Why just throw me in prison? It feels like I'm already there."

He raced out of the room.

"Nick..please...." Verdorie, the boy had a worse temper, even more worse then the old one. He needed some advice from somebody who's been there, knowing how to deal with a young man like that. He needed his mother!

The letter from Barbara Rayne arrived a couple of days later.

Mijn lieve zoon,

I know how hard it is, to deal with something you never dealt with before. Maybe I can help you a little, since Nick looks a lot like

you. Be patient, he'll open up soon. Just think about how hard it is for a young boy to face all of this. He doesn't understand what's happening with him. His hormones are raging, his mind filled with the only thing he knows, anger. Maybe you can bring someone to the castle who's a

little younger then you, no offence, little brother. Maybe you can bring Philip to the castle?

Good luck, and go with God.

Heel veel liefs van je liefhebbende moeder,

Barbara.



Derek smiled when he red the letter. His mother was right, as usual. Philip would be the perfect friend for Nick right now.

Philip arrived a couple of days later, always prepared to look after his friends in the Legacy. Nick didn't know Philip was coming; it

was a big surprise for him. His face grew in a wide grin when he saw his long lost friend.

"Pip! I'm so happy to see ya!"

Philip hugged his young friend happy. The name Pip was special to him. It reminded him of the good friendship he once had with the

young man in his arms. A friendship that died with the dead of Julia. Philip knew that wasn't the real reason, the fact was that Nick was afraid to loose his friends, so he just didn't want them anymore. To protect himself for more pain.

But now, Nick didn't experience the dead if his girlfriend. He didn't blame Philip for leaving the Legacy, and so they could have a new

friendship again. Philip smiled again, there was a God after all.