A/N: Aw… Only one review… I'm sad. Not really, but y'know- shit happens. Anyway, I was looking forward to writing this chapter, and yay! I finally get to. I hope y'all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed thinking it up.

In this chapter, it's going to be a bit heavy on the violence, so if you don't like blood and gore and shit like that, click the funky little 'Back' button most computers have, and if you don't have on… BWAHAHAHA! SUFFER!

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P.S.: Whilst writing this, I was drinking coke. Now, I'm not one to get on sugar highs- it's actually impossible for me being as I'm rather pessimistic- but throughout this, it has some rather stupid lines, so please- read this with an open mind for some randomness.

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This disclaimer is brought to you by the letter P and the number 14: I do not own Invader Zim, or any characters in it (except for my lovely original character and her family). So nyah, suck my arse if you have a problem with it.

Warning: Okay, everyone. Here's the lowdown. This fic here is rated R for a reason. It is going to include more than mild swearing, sexual references (both lesbian, gay and straight), sex scenes (lesbian and possibly gay), violence, murder, attempted murder, and, of course, giggly teen sleepovers. I missed a few things out whilst writing this the first time: It also includes mention and the possibility of incest and nudity… I'm so stupid…

Violet Douglas. Daughter of David Douglas, age forty-three, and Melissa Douglas nee Samson, age forty-one. Sister of Onyx Douglas, age twenty-one and Rose Douglas, age thirteen. Currently seventeen, eighteen in January. Five foot, four inches. One hundred and twenty one pounds. Planning to be a lawyer or a solicitor one day. Is usually picked last for teams in sport. Broke her nose when she was twelve when she tried to climb a branch in her family's front lawn and it snapped under her weight. And now most likely the youngest in the family at the disappearance of her youngest sibling.

To say the whole family was in a state of anxiety the previous night would be an understatement. Even her father came home early from the hospital, which was a rare occurrence. The only other time in recent years Violet could remember was when they moved states. The time was two years ago, when Onyx knocked out one of this teeth in a minor car accident, when a car behind him caught onto his back wheel when it tried to change lanes in a round-about, and Onyx swerved out of instinct, and ended up on the curb. His belt didn't stop Onyx in time, and he was flung forward, and knocked his tooth on the steering wheel. It was knocked out, but it was replaced with a false one. He wasn't proud of it, but it was better then a gaping hole, being as the whole Douglas family had

The police had told Melissa the night before that if Rose didn't return in twelve hours, that an investigation would take place. Although both Onyx and Violet told their mother they would wait up with her to see if Rose arrived home, their mother persisted they go to sleep.

Violet presumed Onyx had a sleepless night as well. She didn't manage to fall asleep until sometime around one in the morning, and it was fairly restless at that. She ended up waking about five times during the night, and finally got out of bed around five thirty. Though threw her tossing and turning, she realized that she finally learnt something.

But then she fell asleep.

There were two things Dib learnt in the first five minutes he arrived at school.

The first was that Zim wasn't there. Nothing peculiar, but it always struck Dib with suspicion. The second thing Dib learnt was that Violet was at school. Nothing peculiar there, either. What was peculiar was she was there before Dib. During the first week of school, Violet always arrived ten minutes after Dib, but today, she seemed to have arrived ten minutes before him.

Walking to his desk in their homeroom class, he sat beside her, and set his bag on the floor. He didn't dwell on the strangeness of the morning, and proceeded to pack his desk. When Violet didn't speak for minute, Dib finally took the act into starting a conversation.

'Sooo… What caused you to hang up so early last night?'

Violet didn't answer the question, but swung her head to Dib, and leant so close to him he could almost smell the peanut-butter-and-toast she had had for breakfast on her breath. 'Can we go to Zim's tonight?'

Dib leant back so he didn't regurgitate his own breakfast. 'I beg your pardon?'

'Zim's house- can we go there tonight?'

Raising a brow, as Violet leant back, Dib adjusted himself back in his seat. 'Why? I thought you would want to go, like, tomorrow or on Thursday.'

Violet's face seemed to go a shade of gray, and her eyes were threatening to go and flood the class with tears. She didn't answer Dib, however.

'Violet…?'

'Rose. She… went missing yesterday afternoon. Not long after I hung up after talking to you.' She quickly continued her sentence as Dib opened his mouth to talk. 'For some reason I've started to believe you about the fact Zim could be an alien. Not one hundred percent, but I'm beginning to. Human or not, though, I think he may have something to do with it.'

Dib nodded, ecstatic over the fact he was able to convince someone, but kept his face calm. 'So… why do you think he might have something to do with your sister's disappearance?'

Violet sighed, both physically and emotionally weary. Resting her head in her left hand, she drew in a deep breath and replied. 'Heavens above, I don't know. But… he did say something yesterday that struck me as odd. He's in my English Lit class. Anyway, he sits diagonally across from me and I overheard him talking to himself. He said something like "All I need now is a test dummy". I don't know what he meant by it, so I didn't think too much of it. But now… maybe I'm just jumping to sketchy conclusions… But I'd feel better if we check out his base tonight.'

Dib listened quietly, nodding occasionally. 'Yeah, I'm fine with that…'

Violet smiled graciously, her face still the pale shade of gray. 'Thanks Dib… You're a good friend…'

The boy just flushed happily, turning quickly to his bag. 'It's not a problem at all.'

Violet had decided against taking a detour to her house, and chose it was best to walk straight to Dib's house and ring her mother from there. She explained on the way to Dib's house from school that her mother would most likely force Violet to stay home if she were to arrive at her house, and Violet wasn't about to give up her plans to search Zim's house. If Rose wasn't there… well, at least her search had proved something, and she could place her worries somewhere else.

Whilst at Dib's house, Violet had sat restlessly, nothing holding her attention for long. Dib had finally convinced her to do some of her homework, and Violet managed to do most of it, but by eight o'clock, she was determined to set off. The night was dark being as a long winter was about to occur, and the cold chill the weather bureau had predicted and arrived much earlier into the week, but that didn't put Violet off at all. And with a stubborn nod, her decision was final.

Despite Dib's more-then-obvious hints and repeated groans and sighs, Gaz did accompany the two older teenagers to their adventure to Zim's base.

Not that the fifteen-minute walk there was adventurous. Quite the opposite, actually. The only thing that was more or less amusing was when Dib tripped over in the dark, and ended up grazing the palms of his hands and making a small hole in the knee of his pants. Violet ended up tripping over him, and Gaz ended up doing the same. Dib had the sneaking suspicion the last female did it on purpose, but for reasons he didn't know.

Finally, the three arrived at the beginning of the court of Zim's street. They chose to walk on the perimeter of the street, just to be on the safe side, although Gaz was groaning behind them.

'Shh!' Dib hissed over his shoulder, wanting to keep the silence going. Gaz, surprisingly, didn't utter a sound after that, and the silence droned on until they arrived at the house on the left of Zim's, their backs up against the wall. Gaz and Violet stared at Zim expectantly. Dib thought silently, a finger on his lips, tapping it every now and then. Finally, he came up with an idea.

'There's a window in his kitchen. If I'm right, he should be down in his base, so if we break the window, he won't know, or if he does, we'll be down in his base before he can react.'

Gaz crossed her arms over her chest, obviously not satisfied with her older brother's idea. 'And how are we going to get to the window, genius? The lawn gnomes remember? They'll kill you before you even get three steps to his yard.'

'Well, we'll have to divert their attention.'

'And how will we do that?'

'Throw a rock?' Violet suggested.

Dib raised a brow, and shook his head.

'Oh.'

There was another moment of silence, one of them frequently looking around them to see if anyone was coming.

Finally, Gaz came up with an idea, a cruel smile on her lips. 'How about we throw you in, Dib?'

Dib's bespectacled eyes grew wide with fright. 'What?!'

'Well, Zim won't care it's you, and leave the gnomes to do their worst. While you have their attention, Violet and I'll sneak into the window, open the door from the inside, and let you in.'

Dib considered the plan, and reluctantly agreed. Adjusting his backpack, he nervously headed to the house, the two girls following at a slower speed. They all dropped at the fence, as if on cue, Dib being the first to creep into the yard. Violet and Gaz watched from the ground at Dib's head as he began on the path. As soon as he cried out in pain, the females leapt over the fence, and whilst Dib rushed around the yard, lasers, to Violet's obvious surprise, shooting at the boy from their ceramic eyes. Gaz quickly grabbed Violet's attention once more, and pulled her to the window Dib said would be there. They paused for only a minute, when they realized their first problem: How were they to break the window?

Staring at the window, the puffed as quiet as possible, the yelps from Dib keeping the night alive.

'I wish he'd shut up…' Gaz growled.

'Can only do that if we break the window.' Violet interjected. Gaz just mumbled something, pulled her boot off, and slammed it through the glass panel. 'That'll do…' Violet commented. As Gaz yanked her boot back on her foot, Violet began to pull a few of the larger pieces of glass out of the frame. Within two minutes, Violet had crawled through, landed on the stove, and had started to rush across the floor, Gaz close behind her. A cry from Dib filled the air to prove he was still alive, and Violet threw the door open. Not wasting a second, Dib flung himself inside, smoke seeming to come off him.

'Are you okay?' Violet asked, afraid of the answer. There was a nasty burn on his arm where one of the lasers obviously cut threw the jacket and woolen sweater he was wearing and nicked the flesh.

Dib just groaned in reply, and forced himself to his feet. Gaz shut the door behind them.

'I'm in pain, yeah, but I'll survive.' Dib replied, adjusting his glasses. 'I can walk, so that's enough for me.'

Uncertainly, Violet followed Dib, Gaz in tow, as they headed into the kitchen.

'How do we-' Violet cut herself off as Dib crawled into the toilet. Spotting the somewhat disgusted and bemused look on her face, Dib explained how it was the way into the main base. Nodding, still uncertain, she waited for a moment, before following the male. It was cramped, but they managed. Gaz rode down by herself soon after.

The base itself was as quiet as the surface as the teens quietly made their way through, walking on the tips of their toes. Dib had begun to think that maybe Zim and Gir weren't even there, until a loud crash thundered through their ears. Each of them let out a low curse as the sound echoed along the walls, and it seemed it wouldn't end.

Dib's thoughts of an empty base were thrown away. As if on command, the girls behind him began to tread lighter, Dib doing the same. They passed several rooms, and they stood still for a few, painfully long minutes, as they seemed to wait for Zim to catch them. When he didn't, they began their slow walk. Dib wasn't sure why they were taking so long, being as Dib had been caught numerous times by Zim, and it was rare that anything horribly bad happened. Dib presumed their slow trek was being as Dib was in the front and taking so long- out of habit, he finally presumed.

After twenty minutes (Dib didn't have his watch on, and could only presume), they reached the room where Zim was obviously in.

'Gah! GIR! STOP THAT NOW!' came the shrill cry of Zim, as another crash echoed throughout the corridor. 'YOU'RE GONNA BREAK IT!'

The SIR's metallic voice came flying after. 'Aw, but I wanna play with him!'

Dib didn't want to risk hearing the rest of the conversation in fear of being captured. Nudging Violet in the ribs, he pointed to the door a few feet away from the one they were currently standing beside, and on the opposite side of the corridor. Retracing their steps, Dib rushed across the hall, and slowly turned the knob. The door opened without any effort, and without any sirens blaring. He could hear the females rushing behind him, but thankfully, another crash filled the hall much to Dib's relief. Pushing the door open enough so they could call get in, he allowed just enough time for Gaz to breeze in, and soon shut it. They stood in the room in silence, none of them moving an inch. He could sense Violet standing beside him, her arms wrapped around herself, her heavy breathing in time with his own. Gaz was much more silent then them, but he could feel her sweaty hands as they brushed across his own.

A loud moan caught their attention as soon as it split the air. All of a sudden, they became aware of everything; the low hum of machinery, the cold metal walls, and the presence of another being in the room. All three of them edged uncertainly towards each other, and moved in a huddle towards the door, although they weren't that far away from it in the beginning. The being that moaned soon spoke.

'Who's there…?'

A gasp from his Violet made Dib realize who it was.

'Rose!' Violet called quietly, and immediately, she was off to where the thirteen-year-old seemed to be kept. Through the hard-to-see-through blackness, he heard Violet land on her knees, and a muffled 'oh, gods, thank heaven you're alive'. Hesitantly, the other two teens made towards the other two siblings.

'Are you alright?' Dib asked the obvious, as he felt up and down the walls. Rose had been chained to the metal wall, although she was sitting on the ground. Zim hadn't made to much of an effort to keep her there, and Dib couldn't help but feel maybe he didn't plan on keeping her long at all.

Rose mumbled something, but soon gave an audible answer. 'I'm hungry and sore…'

Violet hugged her sister as best she could, and began to pull at the chains that kept her sister captured. 'We'll get you out of here and I'll take you home, 'kay?'

Rose seemed to nod in the dark, and all three teenagers began to feebly tug at the chains. Gaz was the first to realize there had to be a better way.

'Isn't there something in your bag we could use?'

Dib slung his backpack off his shoulder. It landed with a dull thump on the ground, and he felt through it. Coming across a pair of pliers, he held them up in glee, although nobody could see, and began to clamp them over the chains, close to Rose's cuffs. He broke the links that held her hands first, and was about to break the ones on her ankles when there was a sound at the door. Nobody spoke, and Dib snapped the ones off her right ankle, when the door was pushed open. Looking over his shoulder, he realized it was Gir. Tensing, he felt the room buzz with nervousness. The robot stared at the humans.

'Shut the door behind you!' Dib hissed. Gir, thankfully, obeyed.

'What're yoooou doing here?' the robot asked.

Dib didn't know how to reply. Gaz did it for him.

'Attacking geese. Now shoo, or…'

Violet continued Gaz's drifted-off sentence. '… Zim will implode because he…'

'Is special' Dib finally decided. Gir stared at the humans, his pale, glowing eyes staring at them blankly.

'Now shoo.' Gaz ordered, and promptly walked towards the robot. Picking it up, Gir squealed with delight. 'Shh! You can't let Zim know we're here… because… if he does… he'll take your piggy from you!'

Gir let out a wail, and Gaz literally threw the SIR unit out of the room. Dib rushed back into his prior activities. Once the youngest girl was free, Violet grabbed her sister, and pulled her against her chest. Picking her up, Rose wrapped her legs around her sister, arms linked around her neck. Violet didn't utter a sound, and just stared at the other two. She opened her mouth to speak, but the door to the room was flung open once more.

'DIB-MONKEY!'

Zim's loud cry erupted through the humans' ears.

'ZIM!'

An awkward silence followed. Zim broke it once again.

'DIB-MONKEY!'

'ZIM!'

'DIB-MONKEY!'

'SHUT UP!'

Gaz ended the small feud. Zim stared at the group, and stepped forward. The light from the hallway illuminated the room, yet Dib didn't take the moment to look around at his surroundings. He could hear Violet began to struggle for breath as Zim's large, red eyes rested upon the girl she was carrying.

'You have my prisoner.'

'She's my sister…' Violet replied, although it didn't do much effect on the situation.

'You lie! Hand her back or… I'll… eat your shins.'

The group stared at the alien boy for a few, long seconds, before Dib flung into action.

'RUN!'

The teenagers began to run, Violet still carrying her sister, Dib barely having time to snatch up his backpack. The girls followed Dib like a dog with a human tempting it with a juicy bone. There were numerous ways to lose Zim in the underground base, but Dib chose to dart into the room Zim had been in previously. Inside was something Dib had not expected.

Steven Henderson was strapped onto the wall to Dib's right, his now hideously over-large muscles bulging against the straps that held him in place. The obviously experimented-on boy seemed drugged, and was staring at the wall opposite him, his eyelids drooped over each eye. The teenagers stepped forward nervously, staring at their former peer, Rose still clinging to her sister. Dib had an odd feeling that she had passed out, or fallen asleep. Dib was about to take another step towards Steven, when Zim's voice echoed through the room.

'Ah, I see you've found my most ingenious plan yet!'

Dib spun around, and pointed accusingly at the now-grotesque male. 'What did you do to him?'

Zim cackled, and stepped forward. Gir followed, the door slamming shut with a loud slam. Dib couldn't help but imagine the door slamming shut if he were locked in a prison cell.

'My latest experiment. As you may remember, Dib-human, the lesson we had on the marvel called euthanasia. I took a sample of it from the nearest hospital, and tweaked it so it renders the person it's applied to, so that although they are still alive, their free will has died and will only obey commands. They are a human shell. A living robot.'

Dib gasped in horror. 'That's disgusting!'

'Isn't it? Sometimes I marvel at my own intelligence.'

Gaz raised a brow. 'He wasn't saying you're smart…'

Zim didn't reply.

Dib turned to look at Steven, and crossed his arms over his chest. 'So why is Steven now so… muscular?'

The Irken shrugged obviously wondering the same thing himself. 'I don't know. He just turned out that way. It's useful, though.'

'…How?'

The group of teenagers had started to scuffle back, bumping fallen equipment out of the way, most likely the source of the crashes that they had heard earlier. Zim smirked, and picked up a remote control on the table beside the door. 'Would you like a demonstration?'

'Not really…' Dib replied.

'TOO BAD! You're going to get one! COMPUTER! Let go of Experiment Two-Two Four-Three Nine-One!'

Steven immediately fell to the floor, the ties moving back into the walls. Zim pushed a button on the remote, and Steven jumped to his feet, perfectly straight, like a soldier standing to attention.

'Experiment Two-Two Four-Three Nine-One!' Zim cried, 'Attack the pathetic humans!'

Steven spun on his heel and faced the huddled group of teenagers. Suddenly, their adventure to Zim's house seemed to be a perfectly horrible idea. The controlled experiment took a lumbering step forward, and Dib grabbed the first thing he could- a large piece of scrap metal, shaped into a pole. Dib wasn't sure where Zim got it from, but he didn't stop to think. Waiting until Steven was only a few feet away, he swung, the pole slamming into the experiment's side. It made a loud thump, but nothing happened. Steven continued walking.

Dropping the metal rod, he ran back to where the girls had placed themselves- the wall at the back of the room, Rose still wrapped in Violet's arms- Dib let out a low whine. Steven lumbered forward, in his slow, steady pace, Zim cackling loudly. Dib was literally beginning to quiver, the girls beside him doing the same. Even Gaz seemed more or less frightened- not that her face showed it.

'Experiment Two-Two Four-Three Nine-One! STOP!' Zim bellowed. Steven stopped. 'Grab the prisoner!'

Steven reached forward, and snatched Rose from Violet's arms. Dib could see Violet's knuckles turning white as she clung desperately to her sister's clothes. Dib was about to leap in and hang on to Rose, as well, yet didn't reach in time. Steven had her.

'Let her the fuck go!' Violet screeched, storming forward.

The girl's mad… Dib thought idly. Violet wasn't exactly Miss Muscle. She wasn't exactly Miss Sporty, either.

Steven didn't reply to Violet's demand, and only held Rose, who was currently thrashing about unsuccessfully. Violet stormed forward, and grabbed onto her sister's leg.

'I told you to let her go!'

Zim laughed, mocking Violet. 'He only obeys me you pathetic wormbaby!'

'FUCK YOU, ZIM!' Violet cried. Looking about frantically, she ran to the left. Dib watched silently, unsure what to do. Violet returned to face the lumbering piece of meat with a screwdriver. Zim was obviously just as confused as Dib was, although Gaz seemed to have caught on straight away. Looking towards his left, Gaz was more or less twitching, watching Violet with a look of worry. Dib raised a brow, but next thing he knew, there was a sickening squelch from in front of him. Spinning his head, Violet had somehow managed to drive the screwdriver into Steven's left leg. Blood was pumping out freely, Violet's hand red and sticky. She was holding the tool in front of her face as if she had no idea what she had just done, and was trying to comprehend it. Dib was sickened. Not by what she had done- more horrified- but sickened with the steady blood flow.

Zim, from the front of the room, also seemed horrified. After a moment of silence, Zim's high-pitched voice filled the room once more. 'ATTACK HER!'

Violet looked up as Steven was about to literally fall on top of her, Rose still in. Out of what seemed instinct, Violet turned and ran. Steven thundered onto the floor, Rose beneath him.

Another silence insured.

'Oh, shit…'

'Heaven's above…'

'Uh-oh…'

Zim laughed.

Gir laughed.

Violet screamed. 'ROSE!' She darted forward, this time Dib and Gaz following suit. Zim still laughed, Gir having lost interest and was promptly playing with a squeaky toy.

All three teenagers were tugging on the bigger male's body, Rose's small cries of pain muffled by all the weight. After a few, agonizing minutes, the male was lifted. Zim had stopped laughing through their efforts, seeming curious as to what they were doing.

Rose's body, Dib decided, could be described in one word: Flat. She wasn't completely flat, as such, but there just seemed to be something about her. She was breathing, yes, but it seemed painful for her to do so. Violet crouched beside her sister, her hands literally shaking, her bloody one shaking her sister's shoulder.

'Rose?' she asked quietly. Rose only moaned in response. Grabbing her sister, she held her against her chest. Rose moaned again. 'We're going home soon… I promise. I'll get you home, and you can have a long, hot bath, and I'll make you some rice and chicken, 'kay?'

Rose's moan this time seemed to take more of an effort. As Dib gazed down at the two, he knew, somehow, this would be the last time they would both be holding each other, alive. He didn't know how, but he knew. Violet's body was shuddering occasionally, and a loud sniff from her proved she was holding back tears. Kneeling behind her, he placed a hand over Rose's that was hanging limply down her sister's back. It was cold. Cold like a chill. Cold like death.

Biting her lower lip, Violet turned to Zim. The alien was just standing there, expressionless, watching the scene in front of him like he was watching the news. With a struggling effort, Violet shuffled forward on her knees, and gently handed her sister into Gaz's opened arms. Violet was becoming quite fond of Dib's younger sister, mainly because she just seemed to be there when Violet had a fright, whether she helped her with popcorn or carrying her sister. Dib described her as apathetic to everything, but Violet thought differently.

Shifting to her feet, it took the girl all her effort not to burst into tears.

'She's dead, you know.'

Oh, Heaven's above, it took her so much effort not to break down then. Zim only stared back at Violet.

'So?'

'So? SO! Is that all you have to say?!' Violet stormed forward, and scooped the bloody screwdriver. 'I'll show you fucking SO!'

Clambering onto the unmoving Steven, who was now on his back, the bleeding in his leg still occurring, Violet drove the tool-made-weapon into the experiments' neck. Blood spurted out, almost like a fountain. It ran down the male's neck, slipped into Violet's hands, and flew over the screwdriver. Dib looked away, at the wall. He couldn't block the sounds out through.

Steven gurgled, most likely unintentionally, the sound seeming to last hours on end. The sound of Violet plunging the screwdriver in repeatedly also sickened Dib. It wasn't until she slammed it in for the fifth time, that the sound stopped. Looking back over, she realized why it had stopped- she had driven the screwdriver into his chest, most likely aiming for his heart.

Steven was dead.

Violet had killed him.

Dib tried not to think of it like that. Steven was dead, yes, but in a sense he hadn't been human. Swallowing down the bile that was threatening to rise, he crawled to the body of the dead boy, Violet falling off of him with an effort. Trying not to stare down at her bloody hands and now forearms, she crawled to the body of her sister. Gaz handed her over without a word, and Violet immediately scooped her up. Tight-lipped, the group walked out of the room, and past Zim, who didn't say a word.

Dib suspected he was probably trying to work out what happened. Or maybe he had the sense not to say anything, Neither did Gir, who was now investigating the dead lump of meat.

It wasn't until they were at the end of the court, that any of the spoke.

'What're you going to do?' Dib asked quietly, rubbing his arm.

'Go home. Like I promised.' Violet replied, her face grayer than it had been that morning.

'Do you want us to come?'

Violet shook her head.

'What're you going to tell your mum?' Gaz asked, her face just as pale as Dib or Violet's. Or Rose's.

'Dunno. I'll tell her I was looking for her, I guess… And I ran into these men who took me with them… And… I found her like this. And I ran.'

'And the blood?' Dib finally approached the incident down in Zim's base. It amazed him how Violet could make up a lie so quickly, although he knew the truth would be worse.

'They came at me with blood on their hands. Fresh from a kill. Grabbed me by my forearms, and I struggled to get away. I almost managed to, grabbed Rose and ran.'

There was a pained look on Violet's face as she said her dead sister's name. Closing her eyes, Dib noticed a tear finally streaking down her face.

'I'll go now.' She choked out, and began to walk off. Dib moved forward to follow her, but Gaz's hand around his wrist stopped him.

'Let her go. I don't think we should be around when she tells her mother.' Gaz whispered. It finally struck Dib how sensitive Gaz could be. Behind her cold exterior, Gaz truly was probably more caring than Dib.

A/N: I really… really… liked this chapter. No matter the length, I loved writing it.

Poor Violet. I planned this from the beginning, but I hope nobody was expecting it ^^;

Shit, I shed a tear or two when I was writing when Rose was crushed. Poor girl…

I hope you liked this chapter ^^; A new one will be up soon, but I'm starting school again, soon, so my updates may be long in between. Once a week or so. Maybe longer.

Just thought you should know.

Anyway, review, and I'll be happy ^^