A/N: When it doesn't say who's point of view it is, it's Nina's. Only when it SAYS who's narrating it, it changes.

I probably should've mentioned that beforehand.

Anyways, DISCLAIMER!

Me: I don't own anything. Not a thing.

Alfie: Of course she doesn't! She wishes she owned me though.

Me: No, no I don't.

After worrying myself sick and then having a very relaxing and passionate make-out session with Fabian, the rest of Sibuna and Victor's Society piled into two vans with our packed bags. Mr. Sweet, Mrs. Andrews, and Mr. Winkler were in one, while Victor drove the rest of us to wherever we were going.

"Shouldn't we have some sort of weapon or something in case that creep attacks us?" Patricia asked, breaking the awkward silence.

"Miss Williamson," Victor started off sternly. "We have guns and other lethal devices to put into action in the event that Rufus Zeno tries to harm or kill anyone. I also have a first aid kit in case Mick or Mara are injured."

The possibility of someone being injured brought a tear to Amber's eye, and Alfie quickly wiped it away. I've noticed those two were being a lot nicer to each other recently. I wondered if they were a couple, but then realized Amber would've told me about it.

I glanced over at Jerome, sitting behind us next to Patricia. Just seeing his face, I could tell he was upset - he had signs of stress all over it and there were dark circles under his eyes, showing his extreme lack of sleep recently.

"Poor guy," I muttered.

Fabian looked up from the book he was reading. "Hmm?"

"Jerome. He looks so tired and upset."

"It's because he loves Mara," Alfie whispered from the seat in front of us.

Ignoring the comment and some disapproving glares from Patricia, I asked Fabian what he was reading.

"Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows," he replied, putting a mark in the book and closing it. I smiled.

"Don't tell me what happens," I told him, chuckling. "I've only just finished Half-Blood Prince."

"Well, I'm almost done with this. I could lend it to you if you like."

My smile grew wider. "Thanks. I'd really enjoy that."

Everything became quiet for a few minutes. I looked around to find almost everyone dozing off.

Jerome was fast asleep with his head against the back of the seat, Patricia was texting someone - probably Joy, and Alfie and Amber were falling asleep against each other.

Fabian and I, however, just sat there hand-in-hand, lost in our own thoughts. He had given up reading completely, saying he couldn't concentrate. I felt bad for him, but couldn't blame him all the same. I mean, his roommate was missing. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to concentrate at all if Amber was kidnapped - then again, Amber probably wouldn't survive being kidnapped; she'd freak out about not having beauty supplies and hair straighteners every five minutes. Either way, like Fabian and Mick, her and I were really good friends.

"At least he's not alone," I said quietly after hearing him sigh. "Mara's with him."

"I know," he said, putting his arm around me. "But in all honesty, we should have known something like this would happen. We shouldn't have let them go into town like that."

"But we didn't know, Fabes," I reassured him while he rested his head against mine. "Don't blame yourself."

"Get some sleep, Nins," he said even quieter, now stroking my hair.

Before I knew it, I was falling into a deep sleep. The last thing I remember was muttering "Okay," and resting my head on his shoulder.