Disclaimer: See chapter 1

AN- Right… so now I'm a homecoming candidate as of Wednesday, and we voted today and we're crowned tomorrow. I'm sooo nervous…. I'm the first one down the field… gah!

If it weren't for the immortal's magic, Lane and her wouldn't have made it in time. Caleb was just about to mount Ruth, with his pants off and everything.

But, with Lane's now working body, Lane was able to throw Caleb off of Ruth, and punched his face until he was sure Caleb was dead.

Meanwhile, the immortal battled with Emily.

They fought with the best magic and resources they had. Emily thought she was going to win, but the immortal was only planning on tiring her out before she really pulled out her special spells.

"You little bitch!" Emily screamed, before she burst into ash.

Lane rushed over to the table Ruth was chained on, but couldn't find a way to get the chains off.

The immortal came over to help him, but when she was about to try her magic, they both heard a groan.

Caleb was sitting up behind them with his face smashed in and blood gushing everywhere. He tried speaking, but he'd already lost too much blood. He fell again into a heap, and this time the immortal checked his pulse to make sure he was dead.

Then she turned her attention back to the little problem of getting Ruth back to the mansion.

She concentrated her magic on the chains. As slow as they could, they inched apart, and Lane scooped Ruth up as soon as they were wide enough to get her thin wrists and ankles out of.

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Ruth woke up three days later. The immortal had healed her injuries sustained by Emily and Caleb. And Lane had slept by her bedside every night.

She had woken up the one time Lane had taken some time for himself, because he did wanted to look good for her when she did awaken. Which meant a shower, a shave, and his hair combed.

Ruth looked around the room, before staring at the immortal that looked a lot like her dead best friend.

"Who are you?" She croaked out, before sitting up in bed.

"A simple girl who knows magic, ma'am. But I have been of great help to you and your friends these past few days, and I'd like an award."

"What would you like?"

The immortal gave Ruth a long, piercing look. "To become your best friend."

"That's it? Okay, do you want to live here as well?" Ruth asked.

"…..I can?" She asked hesitantly.

"Heck yeah! Wendy and I need another female to gossip to." Ruth answered, taking her new friend's hands.

They heard a sound at the door, and both turned their heads in that direction. Lane ran into the room, and smothered Ruth in a hug. A very nice hug. A hug of a cleanly washed man.

"Lane!" Ruth whispered neither noticing the immortal slipping out of the room.

"Hey love." He replied, silencing any questions with a long kiss.

When they ran out of breath, Ruth pulled away and tucked Lane's loose hair behind his ears. "Lane? Where's Wendy?" She asked.

Lane's eyes grew an icier shade, before he calmly pulled Ruth closer to him. "Caleb killed her when they kidnapped you, love."

"What?" Ruth whispered, shock in her voice.

Lane nuzzled her head, and rubbed her back as she cried for the loss of her annoying, yet good friend.

-Okay! So now I'm going to get some sleep. Probably wont get any. BUT! The main thing is I managed to update before the busy weekend. MEAT LOAF'S TOMORROW NIGHT! SQUEEEE!