Disclaimer: Still don't own this.

Author's Note: Hey! It's been awhile, am I right? Well I finally finished another chappy and Ophira is working on hers to, so have no fear peoples!

Now I really, really want to write notes to everyone, but again my time has been cut short, which means extra long ones in the next chappy to everyone who reviews! Also, the chappys may start taking longer since it's almost summer which means minimal compy time.

Now on with my ficcy.

Prologue 5

"So..." Ophira said to Jekyll as he finished the last stitch. She didn't even need to finish her sentence for the meaning to be clear.

"She should come out of this just fine, for now we should just let her rest." Jekyll motioned for Skinner and Ophira to back away with the pole.

"'Asn't she rested enough. She's been unconcious for almost two hours." His joking comment was met with a very awkward silence. "So I'm guessing humor is a no-no right now?"

"Exactly," Ophira said with a scowl.

"I'm going to go and see if the others need me," Jekyll said, trying to divert Ophira's attention before she completed her previous threat to Skinner's appendeges. "Could you two please stay here and watch for any strange activity in the girls behaviour?"

"Just now or when she's awake too? Cause if that's the case I don't think we'll ever get to stop watching her." Skinner shouted. Jekyll rolled his eyes and walked off leaving the three in the room alone.


1 Hour Later

"Well, this is better than being in the battle." Skinner said to break the awkward silence. "What do you think?" Ophira responded with a sigh. "Come on, just talk to me."

"Okay," Ophira said. "Right now my sister is lying half-dead on a table and there isn't anything I can do about it. A battle is being waged right outside of this ship with the man she's been obsessed with since we joined in the center of it all, presumed dead. And here I am, sitting on a cold metal chair in the comfort of the Nautiless talking to the Invisible Man, of course, I would never know this since everyone is basically invisible to me anyway." Ophira stopped, took a breath, and silenced. Skinner sat in a sort of shocked silence.

"You shouldn't keep that sort of thing pent up in you." He said finally. "Sometimes keeping what you feel to yourself is more dangerous than any bullet. Trust me, I know."

"How could you know?" Ophira said coldly. "You say everything that pops into your head."

"There is one thing I haven't said yet." If Ophira could've seen Skinner he would've been blushing.

"Oh yeah, what?"

"That I might be in love..." Skinner's confession was cut off as a crash came from the bed to the side, followed closely by a scream.

"Tom!" Angie yelled. "They've got Tom!"

Author's Note: And there you go. How many heads are exploding after that almost Ophira/Skinner moment! I'm an evil little authoress, or at least I'm sure that's what 'Phiri says. Now click that button and review my people!