"You've got mail Luke." Katrina smiled and waved the letter in the open, "To a Mr. Lucas Wolenczak from a Mr. Benjamin Krieg." He laughed and grabbed the envelope, tearing it apart and consuming the first few lines.

"Lucas, read it out loud." Adriana chirped from the couch across from him. A few of the others nodded and smiled, "If you don't mind.. We hardly ever get any mail." Lucas nodded and cleared his throat, the letter was long and thankfully Ben had somewhat legible penmanship.

" 'Lucas,

Hey Kid. I told you I'd write, bet you thought I forgot. Truth is, I didn't really know what to say. I remembered how sarcastic you were and how solid you seemed to be. What happened Lucas? Why did you feel the need to hurt yourself in any way? You're smart, and funny, and you have so much to give. But you have a gift, and with gifts comes a responsibility to that gift. I know you're thinking you never asked to be a genius, but you are. I'm not the smartest guy, I don't have enough common sense to fill a thimble but I know things. You've got another gift besides your brain. Your heart. Lucas, you have the uncanny ability to make everyone around you love you. You do this not because you listen or give all that you have, but because you care. I'm not good with words, I don't know the right words to say to make you feel better about anything. I just told you how I felt. Don't try to rush anything there, just do what you can when you can and that's enough. I'll see you around Luke.

Ben'"

Lucas closed the letter and stood up, looking at the other quickly before going to his room. He didn't really want to see anyone right now. Ben was the last person he had ever expected to say things from the heart. Lucas pulled down the soft sheets and laid down, he would be back to his normal weight in a few months. Then he would have to go. As he drifted into sleep he forgot his thoughts.

He woke as he felt someone sit on the edge of his bed. It was dark, night he guessed. Lucas sat up, it was too dark to see the figure on the edge of the bed.

"Lucas." Adriana's voice pierced through the still of the room and Lucas smiled to himself.

"I'm here." He reached out and pulled her to him, holding her thin frame in his arms. She turned to kiss him and he laid back. Her hands seeming to search his body, and in a moment that seemed to only last a moment she parted from him and shed her nightgown. Lucas sucked in a sharp breath, he was thankful she could not see him. He knew he was blushing. Her soft laugh came to him and he laughed too. She grabbed his hands and pulled him up to her. Her silky hands pulling his shirt over his head and kissing the tender flesh of his shoulder. A shiver traveled down his spine. She pulled at the pajama pants and they slid off of him easily. As they laid together, she did something Lucas had never felt. And he knew that at that moment they were together. She made noises he had never heard and he felt as though his body would melt and explode at the same time. And after, they laid together in a perfect calm. And they slept.