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Z was laying on her bed thinking. Why was she thinking these things about Sky. Maybe just because they were together? That's how it had been with Bridge, well that and the fact that he was the most friendly and open one of the three. But, well Sky…he was different. They didn't get along to begin with, he—she guessed—had apparently only seen her as a thief, and that was that. Somewhere down the road it had changed. But, it was the same for her, she only saw him as an annoying guy who was uptight and only caring about the rules, it had changed for her, slowly she realized how much she and Sky had been spending more time together.

Sky. There was just something about him. He did seem more loose than when she first met him. Syd had told her the first time she had seen Sky had been when Syd and Sky had stayed with the diamonds. Sky smiling, she had wondered if there had been a miracle. When Sam came, she hadn't wanted to tell anyone about what had happened to her, but for some reason when Sky had asked, she just told him. Z had shrugged it off but than at Syd's birthday party, they had talked and even danced.

Sometimes he was a puzzle to her, other times he made sense. He was definitely more open than at the beginning. Plus he did have a nice smile, his eyes were deep and soulful, and he was—whoa—did Elizabeth Z Delgado just think deep and soulful? That was extremely weird, Syd was definitely rubbing off on her. Sky was hot, and strong, a good fighter, he was kind—once you got past the rough part. Okay she had to stop thinking these things. That was when she realized that Syd was standing be her bed watching Z impatiently.

Z sat up. "Yes?"

"I've been calling your name."

"Oh. Sorry."

Syd shrugged and sat down on her bed. "So, who is it?"

"Who is what?"

"Oh come on Z, that look, deep in thought, aren't listening, it was a guy, wasn't it?"

Z looked at Syd in disbelief, "Why, just because I'm deep in thought, does it mean I'm thinking of a guy?"

"Because, I say so."

Z rolled her eyes, "Good reason Syd, I'm going to go and change all my opinions because you say so." She smiled and Syd smiled back. Z noticed that Syd was in her pajamas. "Why are you dressed for bed?"

Syd gave her a questioning look, "Because it's 10:30." Then Syd smiled. "So, who is it?"

"No one. I'm going to go and…walk."

"Where?"

"Fine. I'm going to the Common Room to get something to drink and then I'll go to bed."

Syd laughed. "Okay. Notice who you're talking to. I'm not Sky. I'm Syd. Sky is tall, brown hair, goes by his bible—the rule book. Syd, is short, cute, excellent fighter, has a CD, does things by—"

"Okay, I get the picture." Z headed for the door. "I'll see you in the morning. Night."

Syd got under her covers. "Night."

Z headed for the Common Room. Did she like Sky? Maybe she did. Was it really that big of a deal? Well, maybe Sky didn't like her back. Just because one person liked someone, didn't mean it was reciprocal. Oh well. She still hadn't talked to Sky about what he had said before Jack and him and gone into the training room. 'Thank you for being here to get back to.' Was it just her, or was it all of them? Luckily she had about 8 hours before she'd see him. She entered the Common Room and went and got some milk. It was supposed to help with sleeping.

"Can't sleep?"