AN: I'm baaaack. Yes I will steadily be updating now that my life is back to some kind of normalcy. Enjoy the next chapter.

The next morning Dri walked out of the room. She stretched her arms into the air and walked over to the bar.

"Good morning Dri," Sean said walking over to her.

The red head visibly tensed. For a moment Dri had forgotten about the hypnosis. She thought it was just another morning. "Hey Sean."

"How are you feeling?" He asked sitting on the stool next to hers.

She shrugged. "Fine."

He nodded.

"Where's Mac?" She asked walking over to the fridge and pouring herself a glass of orange juice.

"Running with Richie," Sean replied. "They should be back soon."

Dri took a sip of her orange juice and put the glass down on the bar across from Sean. "Listen, about the hypnosis thing," She said. "I'm not so sure I want to do that again." She took another sip of her juice.

"Why?" Sean asked.

She held up her hand until she swallowed her juice. "Let me rephrase," Dri said. "I don't think I need it anymore."

"Care to elaborate," He asked.

"Well, I remember what started everything now," Dri shrugged. "That's what you wanted to know well now we know it."

"What was it exactly that you saw?" Sean asked leaning against the counter.

"You heard it all last night," Dri said. "I don't really want to talk about it again." She downed the rest of her juice.

Sean noticed the way that Dri was being nonchalant about the whole situation. It was not what he had expected at all. His thought was cut short as he felt the presence of another immortal.

"Hi Mac, Hi Richie," Dri said after seeing the look on Sean's face.

A moment later the elevator went up and the two men walked out. They were both covered in sweat, hair matted to their heads.

"Hey Dri," Richie said. "Anymore juice?"

She nodded. "Plenty," She handed Richie her glass. "Refill please?" She smiled and batted her eyelashes.

Richie took the glass from her hand smiling. "Yeah, yeah I should have known."

"Dri I would like to talk to you some more," Sean said not wanting to get into details in front of these two men. Dri wouldn't open up he knew that.

"Sure, whatever," She said as Richie handed her the juice.

Mac walked over and took the seat next to Sean.

"Hey Mac I've got an idea," Dri said.

"What's that?" He asked.

"Let's go to the park and have a picnic," She suggested.

Mac smiled. That was one of the things Dri had always loved to do with them. In fact she had loved it so much that Dri, Richie, and Mac had made it there usual Sunday outing. Dri had given up on the last couple of weeks. To hear her ask to do it was music to Mac's heart.

"I like that idea," Mac replied. "What do you say Richie?"

"Anything that has to do with food sounds good to me," He said.

Dri elbowed him playfully in the gut, causing Richie to spit up some of the juice he had just sipped. Dri laughed at the sight of orange liquid dripping down Richie's face.

"Oh you think that's funny do you?" Richie asked.

Dri nodded laughing too hard to speak.

Richie mocked Dri's movements. "Oh yeah?" He threw the rest of his juice all over Dri.

Dri had turned her head so the juice landed on the right side of her face and hair along with the front of her shirt. She was staring at him, jaw open, a glimmer in her eye. She took a step towards Richie and before he could blink she picked her drink up off the counter and threw it at him, splattering his face and chest orange.

Dri began laughing again.

"Oh you're going to pay for that," Richie said. Dri shrieked as Richie started chasing her around the apartment.

Mac watched them running around the small space and couldn't help but laugh as Richie tackled her on the couch.

Dri cried out in pain and Richie was immediately off of her. "What happened?" Richie asked worriedly.

Dri lay on her side clutching her stomach. Mac and Sean immediately ran over there. They forgot that Richie didn't know.

"Dri," Mac said sitting next to her.

"I didn't tackle her that hard," Richie said, anxiously. "I didn't think I'd hurt her."

"It's not your fault Richie," Mac said as he gently lifted Dri's shirt. "You didn't know."

Richie saw the large gauze across Dri's stomach. "What happened?"

"I forgot," Dri said.

"It's all right," Sean told her. "You were caught in the moment."

"Would someone please tell me what's happened to Dri?" Richie said, frustration seeping out in his voice.

Sean and Mac looked at the young girl.

"It's up to you," Mac said to her.

Dri nodded and Mac removed the gauze. Dri winced as the tape pulled on her skin.

Richie gasped as he saw Dri's stomach. There were so many cuts and scars. "Dear God Dri, what happened?"

"I did it to myself," She said looking him in the eye.

Richie met her gaze, pain filled in his own eyes. "You did this to yourself?"

She nodded.

"Why?"

"Seemed like the right thing to do at the time," She said as Duncan walked over and got the first aid kit.

Richie nodded. "I get it."

She waved him off. "You don't have to say that for my benefit."

"You don't understand," He said. "I really do. You hurt yourself because it makes you feel better inside. Maybe only for a while, but it takes away all the pain in your heart, and your soul."

Dri looked at him with confusion and astonishment. "What exactly was it that Sean helped you with again?"

Richie scratched his head. "Long story."

Mac sat back down and began cleaning her up. "It seems you two have a lot in common," He said eyeing Richie.

"We can still go on that picnic?" Dri asked hopefully. She was trying to change the subject. "Right?"

Mac couldn't help but smile. "Yeah we can still go on the picnic, but no more rough housing." He finished bandaging Dri's stomach.

"Just so long as it's out of this place," Dri said smiling. "A girl can only stay cooped up in a place for so long."

"We know," Mac and Richie said in unison.

Sean raised an eyebrow. "Something I don't know about?"

Dri looked down shyly. Mac and Richie only grinned.

"Do you want to tell him or should we?" Mac asked crossing his arms over his chest.

"I, err, well see I had this little habit," Dri began.

"Habit?" Sean asked.

"It was a very bad, very dangerous habit," Mac said.

"You see," Dri said sitting up. "I have or rather had this thing for climbing down fire escapes. Needless to say it got me into trouble a time or two."

"A time or two," Richie exclaimed. "That's being generous! McDaniel got a hold of you twice alone!"

"Hey the first time Mac told me to run," Dri argued. "I couldn't exactly run through the front door!"

"Why couldn't you do that?" Sean asked.

"Because of Andrew," Dri said getting up and walking to the window.

Sean watched as Mac and Richie exchanged a glance. "Who's Andrew?"

"Andrew WAS a watcher," Dri said still staring out the window. "He helped another immortal to kidnap me."

"I'm assuming he didn't survive through this dilemma?" Sean asked in a neutral voice.

Dri looked at him. "Not after I shot him."

"She had no choice," Richie said in Dri's defense.

"You don't have to defend me," Dri said. She wasn't angry when she said it. Her voice was impassive. She looked at Sean. "He was trying to rape me, so I shot him."

Sean nodded. "It was self defense."

"Something like that," Dri said.

"But you still feel guilt?" Sean asked.

"Sometimes, but most of the time I realize it was either kill him or let him hurt me."

"So you realize you had no other choice," Sean continued.

"I know," She shook herself as though she were shaking something off. "Bad subject, moving on," She looked at Mac. "Picnic?"

Nodding, Mac smiled. "Picnic," He agreed.

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