"So, how are we getting to your Gran's house, Nina?" Amber asked.

"We are going to walk," Nina replied happily. Amber groaned.

"More walking? God, you would think more people in America would have cars, especially out here in the middle of nowhere…seriously, do you walk everywhere?"

"It's healthy for you!" Nina laughed.

"Shut up…"Amber grumbled as they started down the road. "So, Fabian, I heard you and Nina got pretty steamy at the party last night." Nina's mouth dropped and Fabian's face flushed red. Amber had a self-satisfied smile on her face.

"Amber that is not what I said!" Nina stuttered.

"I know, I just wanted to see your reactions. But seriously, are you two together now or what? Because everyone in the house is just waiting for you two to come to your senses. I wouldn't be surprised if Victor and Trudy had their own little pool going."

"Wait, you guys were betting on when Nina and I would get together? How do you even know we like each other?" Fabian asked, his face still red.

"Oops…sorry…I wasn't supposed to say anything. And Fabian, really? It was so obvious. You both are horrible at masking your emotions, obviously since everyone saw it before you two did." Nina opened her mouth to reply, but closed it again when a rusty old pickup truck pulled over ahead of them on the road. The driver got out and called to the group.

"Hey, y'all need a ride?"

"No, that's oka—"

"YES! Yes, we would love a ride. Thank you Jonas!" Amber called.

"Jonah," Nina corrected.

"Right! Jonah! Thank you!"

"Amber, what are you doing?" Nina frantically whispered.

"Look, I know you two aren't on the best of terms right now, but I am not walking all the way to your Gran's in these shoes, especially not with all this dust kicking around. How about this: I'll sit up front with Jerry or Jackson or whatever his name is, and you and Fabian can sit in the back. Happy?" Nina still looked unsure, but complied anyway.

"So where y'all headin'?" he asked.

"My Gran's house," Nina yelled from the bed of the truck.

"You got it." The ride there, which would potentially be an awkward situation, was filled with Amber talking Jonah's ear off. It was easier that way, though; any questions about her and Fabian or her and Jonah could be avoided, and there would be no chance of Jonah bringing up the previous night's events. Pretty soon, the truck was pulling into a drive way.

"Y'know, I can't believe y'all were actually going to walk all the way. That's about a 45 minute trek at best, maybe an hour."

"An hour?" Amber glared at Nina.

"Walking is healthy!" Nina justified. Fabian laughed and grabbed her hand. Jonah looked at their intertwined hands in surprise.

"Why do you have two driveways?" Amber asked. Nina laughed.

"Amber, this is a villa. Another family lives on the other side." Amber made an 'o' with her mouth and nodded.

"Hey! Are you gonna need someone to take y'all home?" he shouted at their retreating backs. Nina stopped and turned around, still holding Fabian's hand.

"Um…sure. Yeah, that's be great," Nina said, giving him a small smile before turning around and leading her friends inside. Jonah took off his hat and hit the truck with it before getting back in.

"Wow…it sure is small in here," Amber commented. "I mean, not that that's a bad thing, I just...I don't know," Amber quickly added when she realized what she said.

"It's no problem Amber. It was just my Gran and me here, and usually Ayla. We didn't need much space." Walking into the home, the group immediately found themselves standing in the living room. To their left was a small circle table set off from a kitchen area. Adjoined to that was a hallway with two open doors, one a bathroom and the other looked like a bedroom. Across from the living room they were standing in was a little room with a computer sitting on a desk and a little side table with a basket under it filled with homemade doll clothes and a sock monkey wearing a yellow dress with flowers on it.

"Nina, what is that?" Amber asked, pointing to the sock monkey. Nina 'awww'ed and walked over, picking the monkey up.

"This is Betsy! Oh my gosh I can't believe I forgot about her! This was my mom's when she was little. When I was little, we used to dress her up in doll clothes," Nina marveled, cradling the doll. She picked up the basket with the cloths and stuck it in one of the boxes sitting around.

"So, what do you want us to do, Nina?" Amber asked.

"Um…" Nina looked around. She handed Amber the box in her hands. "Can you just go around the house and put any pictures you find in here? And there are some photo albums in my Gran's closet in her room right through there, if you could." Nina pointed down the hallway. Amber nodded and started making her way around the house. "And Fabian, you…can…um…take another box and…um…put…stuff in it?" Fabian laughed.

"Like what?" he asked.

"Um, I don't know, like…" Nina looked around, trying to think of something else she wanted besides a bunch of pictures and a sock monkey. "Actually, can you help me get into the attic?" she asked.

"Sure, just show me where," Fabian agreed, nodding. Nina led him into the garage.

"Is that a door on your ceiling?" Fabian asked in confusion. Nina laughed and pointed to the door, which had a string hanging down.

"Just pull on the string and it should open. It might be hard though, it sticks a lot. We always had Jonah open it. Oh, and be careful! When it opens, the ladder is going to come down," Nina added quickly. Fabian walked up and tugged on the sting, it didn't budge at first, so he pulled harder. The door opened and the ladder came down with a bang. Fabian jumped out of the way. He turned, wide eyed, to Nina.

"It's trying to kill me!" he exclaimed. Nina laughed and walked over to the ladder. She unfolded it and started climbing up. Halfway she stopped and looked back at Fabian.

"Coming?" she asked, smiling. Fabian grinned back and followed her up the ladder.

"What did you need up here?" Fabian asked. The attic was pretty much bare, save for some old lawn chairs and some abandoned ratty hats.

"This," Nina replied as she crawled over to a box pushed back to the corner. Written on the box was "Ron and Nadine's."

"What is it?" Fabian asked, scooting over so he was sitting next to Nina. Nina sat there staring at the box.

"After they died…you know, I don't even know what's in this box!" Fabian, immediately understanding, put his arm around her reassuringly. "My Gran, she just…she made this box after my parents died. I used to see it when I would help her clean out the attic. When I asked what it was, she kept saying that she wanted me to open it ten years after the accident happened; that way, I would always remember them. When I was 12, I came home one day and there it was, sitting on the table in the kitchen. She didn't have to say anything; I knew what it was. I knew what day it was…" Nina's voice trailed off. "After a week, she put it back in her closet, and then she put it back out the next year, and the year after that…but I never opened it. And then one day she just stopped getting it out. She had Jonah put it back up here."

"Why didn't you open it?" he asked softly. Nina looked up, tears trailing down her face.

"I couldn't. To be honest, I'm kind of afraid of what's in it. I don't remember much of my parents; I guess I didn't want another reminder that I really never knew my parents. And that I never will…and, you know, before it was okay because I always had my Gran there to help me but now she's…" The tears came down faster. Nina looked at Fabian, her bloodshot eyes filled with hurt and fear. "Oh my God, Fabian, my Gran is dead! I'm all alone!" she choked out. Fabian pulled her into a hug as she started sobbing.

"Shh, it's okay Nina. You're not alone; you have me," he comforted her, rubbing circles on her back. "You have me, and Amber, and everyone back at Anubis. You have all your friends that love you here like Ayla, Jaime, and Bailey…and Jonah."

"What am I going to do, Fabian?" Nina cried.

"It's okay. It'll…it'll all be okay. I promise."

[A/N] Awww! Looks like you all got your little dose of Fabina! Did you like it? Although I don't know how good this is. To be honest, I'm kind of hyped up on caffeine. Cherry Pepsi is my drug. Anyway, hope you liked the chapter. And now….

I_Write_Sins_Not_Tragidies- Thank you! That's really cool of you to say! I'm glad you like it! :D

Water_wolf_100- You know…that was completely accidental, but you are correct: Aunt Catherine IS coming off as a female Victor. But rest assured, another side of Aunt Catherine will soon bear it's face!

Samcabral- Thank you!

Name_here_please- …wait are you talking about the show? Because I was totally confused when I read your comment. Especially since we haven't seen hid nor hair of Jerome or Mara since, like, chapter two. But if I am right in assuming you ARE talking about the show then: OMG wasn't it adorable? Seriously, Jerome and Mara are so much better together that Mick and Mara! I mean, I felt sorry for Amber, but Jerome, with his flaws still, is so much better for Mara. Mara needs someone intelligent and Mick just isn't up to her level.

NebraeExbaren- Your words are very true. She was a different person then, definitely rebellious, but there is still so much about Aunt Catherine that has yet to be known. Hopefully all your Aunt Catherine questions will be answered!

Harryandginnylover- You must be psychic. And I'm glad you absolutely love where it's going : ) I aim to please!

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