Antler-Boy Jess?

Nimir-Ra What?

Antler-Boy Which do you think is my best side? I know there both good

Nimir-Ra Well, not your backside, that's for sure.

Antler-Boy Oh you so funneh

Nimir-Ra I know. That is why I have a Boyfriend, and you only have Snape. It's my wicked sense of humour.Or, as Kath and Kim would say 'yumor'.

Antler-Boy I have a girlfriend! Lily is so mine

Nimir-Ra Lily is so not interested in you.

Antler-Boy Yeah right! Shes all over me like a fat kid on a cupcakeShe can't get enough of my rugged nifty tangy manlyness

Nimir-Ra Yeah, that's why she slapped you last week, and called you a slimeball.

Antler-Boy It was like opposites day

Nimir-Ra Manlyness? I think you mean Manliness, and I've seen chipmunks with more manliness than you.
Actually, make that aphids. It sounds better. It has certain TANG TO IT!

Antler-Boy...

Nimir-Ra The ants when marching four by four hurrah, HURRAH!

Antler-Boy Omg!

Nimir-Ra Now what?

Antler-Boy I just found this website where you can order line-dancing gophers!

Nimir-Ra Just what I always wanted...

Antler-Boy Say Jess ...bats eyes… can I borrow your credit card?

Nimir-Ra Um... let me think about it... NO!

Antler-Boy Aww comeon!

Nimir-Ra Besides, you're the rich one.

Antler-Boy but I'm saving!

Nimir-Ra For what? Your own cheese factory?

Antler-Boy Maybe …does shifty eye thing…

It took ages, but Harry and Yana arrived in Saint Louis airport at 9:30 am. Harry moved to get the luggage, but Yana stopped him.

"Don't worry Harry. Some people are getting our luggage and taking it straight to the place we are staying at"

"Micah and Mango?"

"Them too."

Outside the airport, in the parking lot to be specific, there was a jeep Cherokee waiting for them. It was quite spacious. Getting the keys from the rental car booth, Yana was the one driving seeing as she was the older.

"We'll head straight to my friends place."

Harry just nodded. Yana had told him that most of her friend's friends were lycanthropes. Mainly wereleopards. Yana had told him that so it would not come as such a surprise when they met.

A car behind them was following them. When they turned, so did the car. The car in front of them slowed down to a stop right in a four way intersection. It was a one lane road, so Yana had no choice, but to stop as well. The car behind them however, did not slow down, but sped up. It crashed into the back of the jeep, sending Harry's neck to whip forward. The car in front reversed and hit the front of the jeep. It sent the windshield to shatter into pieces. A shard cut Harry's right cheek as it flew past him. Both cars were totalled after crashing themselves into their car. A car on Yana's side came around the bend of the road at 100km/hour, and smashed into her side. The next thing Harry knew, he was upside down, hanging in the over-turned car by only his seat belt.

Yana's arms were cut up really badly from when the glass shattered. When the car turned over, she unbuckled her seatbelt and was trying to undo Harry's. When she had undone Harry's seatbelt, he had snapped out of his little shock episode. He scrambled out of the door that had been knocked away by one of the cars.

Police sirens could be heard in the distance. Yana found Harry sitting on the side of the road, breathing heavily. He was having trouble standing up.

Yana tried to pull Harry to his feet, but only fell over as well. An ambulance arrived at the scene closely followed by the police. Harry was feeling too shitty to argue with the ambulance officers, and quietly took the medical attention. Yana however, was not feeling too shitty, and snapped at anyone who came close to her with saline solution or gauze.

"But Ma'am, we need to treat your injuries."

"Oh no you don't."

A police officer made his way over. He looked to be in his mid thirties. His hair had started to go grey around his temples. A signal of stress. He was just barely less than 6 foot. Probably 5foot/9.

"Look. I don't care if you think you are fine to go, you still need to be checked out for a concussion. Your friend seems to be able to tolerate us, why is it that you can't? Please, let us help you."

Yana glanced at Harry. He was sitting in the ambulance with gauze taped on his right cheek. He was looking at the fuss she was making. He saw her looking at him and gave her a reassuring smirk/smile. "Fine." She sighed. The ambulance officer, who would not leave Yana alone, took her to the ambulance. She sat down next to Harry who loved the idea of Yana being squeamish around other people. A flashlight was shone in her eye to test her iris' reaction. The paramedic hummed under his breath.

"Well, you have a slight concussion. Those arms look quite nasty as well. I would like to have a look at your neck too please."

"Why?"

"When someone is in a car accident, the seatbelt can burn the skin on the neck when someone's neck whips back and forth."

Yana showed the side of her neck where the seatbelt was on. It was red and sore. Looked like first degree burns on her neck. She looked at Harry whose neck had been taped up. "That will need to be taped up. Now for those arms of yours." The next half hour or so, Yana had tweezers digging into her arms to get the pieces of safety-glass that were embedded in her skin. She flinched as the last of the glass was taken out of her arm. It was a large piece that would not come out.

"Ouch."

"Sorry." Yana's arms were bandaged up. They looked like a mummies arms. Even her fingers were done up in either roller bandages or band-aids. The paramedic plucked up his courage, and even asked her if she wanted band-aids with the wiggles on them. Harry had to hold her arms in place or the paramedic would need medical attention next.

"I need you to come down to the station for a statement."

Down at the station, Harry and Yana found themselves in the interrogation room. "Now let me get this straight. You two were headed to a friend's place having just gotten out of the airport. A car behind you kept following you. The car in front of you stopped in the middle of a four way intersection. You stopped, but the car behind you didn't. They rammed into the back of you, and then the car in front reversed into the front of you. A car coming from one of the other streets also smashed into the side of your vehicle. Is that correct?'

"For the third time… Yes…" sighed Harry. It was obvious that officer Zerbrowski didn't believe them. There was a knock on the door, and Zerbrowski excused himself, and left the room. Harry just stared into the coffee that was given to him. It was in one of those polystyrene cups. He hadn't drunken any of it because Yana had not either. When in doubt, follow Yana's example. Speaking of Yana, she was staring at the spot where Zerbrowski had been sitting at. She loved the way that he squirmed in his seat when she was just staring at him with blank eyes.

The door opened again. Harry looked to see who it was. It was Zerbrowski again, but this time, he was accompanied by a woman who was about 26 years old. Her hair was black, and fell to her shoulder blades. She had a petite form. About 5/3. Zerbrowski sat down in the seat he sat at before, and met the stare of Yana. The woman leaned against the wall behind him. It was a wall. Not a two way mirror.

"Now… if you would just tell Ms. Blake here, what happened?" Zerbrowski signaled to the woman behind Harry and Yana.

"No. I won't."

"Now you liste…"

"No you listen detective… we have been here for barely 2/3 hours, and we have been in a car accident. You and your superiors have treated us like we are the ones at fault. We cooperated with you, and all you do is sit there and let your mind wander off with the fairies. You have your statement, you have our number and the address in which we are staying at, what more do you need? Now let us leave."

"Thank you for your cooperation." The woman moved to the door and held it open for Yana and Harry. The woman got a good look at Yana. Her eyes widened just a touch, but it was only noticeable to Yana. When Yana and Harry had left, the woman asked why she was called down for the statement.

"Why was I dragged down here to listen to a car accident statement? You know I only do preternatural stuff."

"Dolph dragged you down here, Anita, after he found out where they were staying at."

"Where?"

"The Circus."

"So what? The master of the city might be friends with them."

"You know as well as I do that the master doesn't normally have human friends. You are not even human, Anita, you are a necromancer."

"I'll check it out for you Zerbrowski. Someone has to protect you from the evil hairdryers and such." Sighed Anita. 'Yana is going to owe me big time for lying to the cops for her.' She thought.