*Hides in dark corner, hiding from the light* Ummmm hi? Its been… how many months? Please don't hate me! I didn't know what to do then this chapter hit me yesterday (or, maybe two days ago, since I'm writing this at like, 11:00 at night…) and I wanted to update for you guys. It also helps that I have a little more time now that my book is done! Ya me! :0 I think I've stalled you long enough…

Read on and make sure you REVIEW! Oh! One more thing….

Me: This is getting old.

Lucy: Why?

Me: 'Cause I say it A LOT! Practically every chapter for every story…. *sighs*

Hunter: Just say it so I don't have to stake you. You need to be able to finish the story. *Holds up stake threateningly*

Me: Sheesh! You don't have to be so mean! Fine. I don't own the Drake Chronicles. Though I do own the plot….

I had to admit that I couldn't do my "little" plot alone. That meant I needed help. That meant I needed to talk to Solange. And maybe Hunter and Isabeau. But I wasn't sure if they wouldn't rat me out… But I decided to follow my gut feeling; that they wouldn't rat me out and actually help me. Who knows, they might have some better ideas, which would be hard, since mine are really good.

I decided to get a hold of Hunter first. Since, after all, I know she can keep a secret, as long as Quinn wasn't doing the questioning. And also the chance of me calling Solange and one of the boys picking up instead would be a lot higher. I called from a pay phone in town after debating whither or not to call from my cell. What would be my excuse? Let me know when you have one.

"Hello?" Hunter answered after the third ring.

"May I please speak to…. Hunter?" I paused before saying her name, as if unsure of it. I changed my voice as best as I could.

"Speaking,"

"Hunter, I want you to meet me at Lucy's house tonight at midnight. Come alone. This is about Lucy. Maybe you can help her, and maybe you can't. If you dare inform any of the Drakes about this, trust me, I will know and you will be punished." I hung up right after. Then I got the heck away from the pay phone. I didn't know how good Chloe was at tracing phone calls.

When I got home, I raced around the house getting rid of any obvious signs that I had been there recently. Then I sat around, trying to figure out what to do next. Hopefully Hunter wouldn't stake me. That would be bad. She would ruin my fun and Nicholas…. Well, I would be surprised if he or any other Drakes would speak to me at all, except from cursing me out. Great! Now I was even more nervous! I looked at the clock. It was only 11: 30!

I decided to play the part of Abigail. I had picked out my outfit ten minutes ago. It was a black dress with black shawls. I had even found a pilgrim bonnet. Heavy makeup and no glasses, and I was good to go. At 11:45, I unlocked the front door and kept it a hair- widths open. I lounged on the couch. Maybe, if she was shocked enough, I could take her. I almost snorted. She was a trained vampire hunter. I was a weak human in a dress who didn't really know how to fight- thanks Nicholas! Who do you think has the odds of winning that fight?

I heard a car pull up. I got up and peeked out the window. She was here. She looked alone, but knowing her, she had backup around. Why did I forget them until now? I stayed where I was. Right before she could knock, I pulled on the fishing line that I had tided to the door handle. Ahhh, the things you could do with fishing line! Now it looked like it had open by itself.

With a stake in each hand, Hunter slowly entered the house. She stopped when she saw me. I was purposefully standing with my back to her. "What do you want? Where's Lucy?" Hunter demanded.

"Do you know its not a good idea to piss off a witch, right? And what I want-" I slowly turned around. Hunter's eyes widened when she saw it was me. "To help me."

"Lucy?"

Sorry its so short! I was writing as fast as I could! And I figured that you wouldn't mind all that much... Same with the gramar/spelling mistakes. If I got names wrong, forgive me. Haven't read the books in a while, or fanfics, and its almost midnight... hee hee. It was midnight in the story... I should shut up now...

PLEASE review! That button is lonely and too cheer him/her/it up, you should review! Thanks for reading and hanging in there for the long wait... I'll try not to do that again. Try being the key word.