Well I'm in a bit of a sour mood, I was working on the ending, as I tend to do, and I accidentally saved over it. Moron. Bite me, Dol. Make me. Needless to say, I do know where I'm going with this. Can I spoil? When have I ever answered that with a yes? I tried. I will get ya'll a flashback this chapter. You spelt y'all wrong. I always do. It's my way of spelling it. Now shush.

Warning: This chapter features a memory of Kachiri torturing Leah. Not as gruesome as what happened to Bella, in my opinion, but thought I'd warn you. Knives and torture and all that fun stuff.

To say Mary was angry wasn't the right word. Sure she was irritated; it was her right to be. That girl had to be Ak. Her sister. Her sister was alive again. Something about that fact made it all hurt so much worse.

Ak.

Every ounce of her longed for it to be her, she desperately wanted it to be her. It needed to be her. Having Bur for the short time she did was just that. A short time. No one would ever replace Ak though. They couldn't.

Mer. The way Bur's voice rang through her skull made her heart ache. The name was enough; no words were needed. The way he said her name was comfort. Her brother, Bur, she would lose him again. Brady was never the same person Bur had been. Pulling herself from her thoughts and taking an unnecessary breath, she focused on her surroundings. Brady's house. Her, Ayla, and Bur had settled into the den with Lila and Daula. Lila hadn't asked for Brady back yet, something Mary was grateful for.

"How about Nahuel?" The first suggestion made by anyone that actually made sense. Daula was a smart girl. That island. The isolated island. The one place she wouldn't have been able to track him to. Would he be stupid enough to go there? Knowing she'd look for him there?

Without much thought she held out her hand. "Give me your phone." Images flashed across her vision, Brady's memories of Dol. Bur pulling them and showing who Ak could be. Bur, I'm sorry. I can't. It was obvious what he was asking her. She couldn't risk that though. Ak was a risk to everything. She loved her sister with every ounce of her being. Killing her for the second time had torn a part of her out that could never be repaired.

She wasn't really aware when someone set a phone in her hand, instead she just absently tapped a number in and pressed the green call button.

What if he's right. What if it's not mom. Think about it, Mer. Please.

"Nahuel's age doesn't matter when you're a vampire dating service, how may I help you?"

Nahuel began laughing on the other line, Seth's voice coming from the background, "I swear if that is my nephew again, I will lynch you!"

"Relax, sweet cake. Just Dal."

"Actually it's not."

Mary could almost feel the mood change over the phoneline. "I'm still killing if that's what you're worried about." His tone was wary, for obvious reasons. The agreement to him becoming a vampire again had been that he had to continue killing, as was the rules for all the vampires.

"I'm not calling about that. If that was the issue, I'd be coming to see you face to face. Collin is about to show up to your little hideout.

"Bella's kid? About time some of the family comes to visit." His tone was coming off as too lighthearted. Clearly he was still wary, trying to ease the tension.

"He won't be alone. He'll have a girl with him. This girl. You need to kill her or call me immediately when they get there."

"Wait, what girl? Why does she have to die?"

"An Old Soul. Nahuel, listen very carefully to me. That girl is a danger to everyone. There are only two Old Souls in existence. Brady is the only one left. If you won't kill her. You have to call me." There was a brief silence on the other line, if she listened closely she could hear the breathing of the both of them. Seth was listening to the conversation. Honestly, she didn't care.

"Okay." Nahuel's voice came over the line, sounding defeated. "If they show up I'll call you or kill the girl."

Mary didn't bother with a goodbye, instead hanging up and holding the phone out for Daula to take. "Lila and Dal. I need the two of you to keep this girl here. Do not let her shift. Keep her on the SH. Keep the information that she is here a secret. I mean it."

"No."

Mary blinked, glaring at Lila. "No, what?" She hissed at the other girl, knowing exactly what she was protesting.

"We aren't holding the kid hostage. Are you fucking insane, Mary?" Mary stood, stepping across the space between them and grabbing the female shifter's arm.

Mer. Bur's voice rang through her skull as her brother grabbed onto her arm. "Don't." Brady spoke at the same time Bur's voice rang through her skull. Squeezing her eyes shut, she let go of Lila.

"You know I wouldn't hurt her Brady. You know that." The hand moved from her arm to her shoulder as he pulled her around so she was facing him.

"Let the girl go, Mary. We'll go deal with my mother. Let the girl go. She didn't do anything wrong."

Mary swallowed heavily, her gaze wandering up to meet his eyes, "Brady, I'm doing this to protect you. The both of you."

"We know you are. But you have to let her go. You're crossing a line. Our line." Bur's voice rang through her skull as Brady spoke some words, the two boys, her two boys, Bur so close to the surface she could hear him alongside some of Brady's words. "Let the girl go. Then we can deal with my mother."

Mary lifted her arm, grabbing her brother's arm. "Okay." She breathed out, slumping her head down.

"Dal, take the girl out. Fly her back to Asia." Mary stepped to the side, staring at Bella's oldest daughter as she rose to her feet, offering Ayla her hand.

"No." The young shifter said weakly. "I'll stay. I don't want to be there when what my mom has done gets her killed. Don't take me back." The girl stared straight at Mary with pleading eyes.

"What has your mother done, little angel?" Mary asked, suddenly extremely nervous.

"I can't tell. I'm sorry. I can't. My mom said I can't."

"Alphas and their orders." Mary said absently, "Okay. If you want to stay then I guess you'll stay. Bur…um…Brady, boys, I know for a fact that Nahuel isn't going to do what I said. I figure if it's Ak she'll use Collin's faith as a shield. If they force her to wake up then she'll probably hand the reins over to Dol."

"Again, Mary. Are we positive it's your sister." Mary threw a hostile glare in Lila's direction at her words.

It had to be Ak. It had to be. There was no one else it could be. That ancient energy that created her and her sister, the same energy that Ak had passed onto Bur. It couldn't be anyone else. It wasn't possible. "It has to be her." She managed to bury the pain from her voice but something told her that her expression gave away her true feelings. This was something she didn't want to do again. Killing Ak had been accidental the first time. Something she would never forgive herself for. The second time had torn her apart, sure she'd hidden it but it had killed part of her. It was the right thing to do. The right thing wasn't always the easy thing though. Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder if her sister had been right about humanity.

"If you kill her, Collin won't forgive you. You know that, right, Mary?" Rather than answer Daula's question she made her way towards the exit.

"Brady, we're going to kill your grandfather." For a brief moment Mary seriously considered bringing the young shapeshifter but something stopped her. "Goodbye, little angel." She said quietly as Brady rushed to follow her out.

.-~**~-.

Collin had to blink several times as the memory sucked him in. His gaze wandered around his new surroundings. Another unfamiliar memory. Somewhere he had never been before. Except he had. Never in this context but he'd been here. His heart sank at the sight in front of him.

Never had he wanted to look away from something more than he did now. Every ounce of his being screamed at him, told him to look away, he didn't want to see this. He couldn't stop looking though.

They were in a room, a room similar to the room that Bella had been tortured in. Kachiri stood at the top of a table with a rusty knife in her hand. There was a jaguar strapped down to the table on her side, she was yowling and hissing at the vampire in front of her.

Everything in him screamed to go. To just leave. This was terrible. Everything he'd seen was nothing compared to the pure fear in Leah's eyes. Nothing. He'd seen his mother tortured by his aunt under the command of Kachiri but they'd had to be careful with Bella. She'd been human. Leah didn't have that privilege. Her essence made her durable, so much more durable. It also meant she didn't have to worry about the same things she did with Bella.

"I told you, Leah. All you have to do is eat. All you have to do is cooperate." Kachiri's voice was like ice, she tsked as she ran the rusty blade down Leah's stomach earning a yowl from the jaguar. Collin couldn't help himself as he stepped forward, resting a hand just above Leah's face.

"I'm sorry, Leah. I'm so sorry." He whispered the words, soothing, comforting, and it was clear she heard him and saw him. Her gaze flicked to him for a brief moment, tears falling down her face.

Don't. Don't watch this. Please, Collin. Leave. Go.

Collin didn't budge, he wouldn't leave her. He didn't know her but he knew he couldn't leave her. Not to suffer through this alone. Kachiri stepped through his form and pressed the blade into her jaw.

"You know, Leah. You are hardly worth it. I could send you back to daddy dearest." A brief flash of hope flicked into Leah's eyes. Collin knew better. Kachiri was never going to give her up. Zafrina would kill her. Nothing could change it. "Only joking, my little pet. You belong to me now. You're mine. Until the day you die, you belong to me."

"Leah. Leah, listen to me." He couldn't help it, if she would die, she needed to know to trust Bella and Dol. "When they show up. Two new people. Isabella and her sister. They might already be here. Isabella and Dol. You need to show them. They will try to help you. I promise, Leah. Things will get better. You won't suffer for nothing." Collin would've been crying if he could, Leah's eyes flicked to him again.

I'll remember. Please, Collin. Go. He tried to freeze the scene again like he'd done before but he couldn't. Go. Then Kachiri plunged the blade into Leah's stomach again and she was yowling in agony.

Collin jerked up as he was yanked out of her memory, if he'd had a heartbeat it would've been pounding in his ears and tears would've been falling down his face.

"Collin." He had to blink several times, taking in his surroundings. "Were you asleep?" Nahuel was standing a few feet in front of him, looking extremely concerned.

"I…no, I wasn't asleep. I don't sleep. I mean, vampires don't sleep."

"I was joking. What happened?"

Collin cleared his throat, staring down at the floor. "Memories. I was reliving a bad memory of someone." Not completely a lie. Leah. What was it about that girl? Why was it her memories seemed to cling to him so desperately, like a lifeline. He wanted to stay there with her, he wanted to dive back into the memory and comfort her. "I would've Imprinted on you." Her words rang through his skull painfully. She was supposed to imprint on him. At least that's what she'd told him.

"Who was it?" Nahuel had settled on the floor in front of him with his legs crossed and his elbows on his knees with his head on his palms.

"You didn't know her. Her name was Leah." He swallowed heavily, staring at the floor.

"Leah? Your mom told me about her…I'm sorry, Collin. That must suck." He reached forward, resting one of his hands on the younger vampire's foot. "If it's worth anything, you can talk to me about it. I can listen."

Collin stared at Nahuel's hand and before he realized what he was doing he was spilling everything, the changes in his memories, all of the memories he'd experienced, everything. It was suddenly very clear to him why it was so easy to talk to Nahuel, he'd listen. He'd make the occasional joke to lighten the mood of something increasingly depressing. Even reliving his mother's memories he'd never understood the closeness between them. It had always been chalked up in his mind as a relatability between them but now he realized it was more. Nahuel had loved a vampire that had played a god, he'd been in mythology, he was old. Something about that made it so easy. Rather than talking to someone who would never understand…it was like talking to someone that would understand everything. Even if he didn't.

The words flowed without thought and before he knew it he'd told him about every memory he'd experienced that had bothered him, the entire thing about Leah, he'd even mentioned the minor jealousy he had with the closeness between Bur and Mary. When he finally refocused on his surroundings the night had gone and there was the faint sound of someone in the kitchen cooking.

"Collin, you're a strong boy. You are extremely strong. Your mom broke when she experienced that crap, I know she wasn't the same person after it all happened. I cracked under the strain of all my memories. I still sometimes have to remember who I am now. The fact that you hold yourself together is amazing, Collin. Maybe you were built for it or something, I honestly don't know. But you're an amazing kid." If it had been anyone else, he would've snapped at them for calling him a kid. Nahuel was old though. Old enough to get away with it.

"Thank you for listening." Collin muttered quietly.

"Don't mention it. Now let's go watch your girlfriend and Seth eat." Nahuel winked, and, just like that, the tension left the air and the two vampires were making their ways into the kitchen where Holly was sitting on the floor, pouting, next to the table with her back against it while Seth cooked something that Collin vaguely recognized as the scent of bacon. For the first time since he'd met her Holly was wearing clothes, wearing a shirt that no doubt belonged to Nahuel. It was white and it was clear she was extremely uncomfortable in it but she wasn't trying to get it off.

"Hey, Collin." Seth muttered quietly as he cooked, sounding a whole lot less stressed out than he had the previous night.

"Hey, Uncle Seth." Because that was who Seth was. His uncle. The pack bond made that a fact, something that required no thought.

"I really am sorry about your mom. She was an amazing woman." Seth sounded so sad, Bella had been their final tie to their original alpha and she was gone. Collin couldn't imagine that. "Now sit your butts down." He ordered and without a thought both vampires settled into chairs. "Collin, you know we love your family with every ounce of our being. I'd have died for your mom at one point, Hell, if it wasn't for Nahuel I might have done it all those years ago." He turned around so his back was to the stove and gave Collin one of the most scolding looks he'd ever received. "Which is why I'm so pissed at you for how you reacted to your mother's death. Killing children similar to her, Collin. Fine. I get it. Lashing out at your psycho creator. But did you stop to think about what you were doing. Collin, you were murdering children. Your mother wouldn't have put up with that shit for ten seconds. She would've put you in your place. So since she isn't here, I'm making sure you get the memo. Don't do that shit anymore, Collin. I mean it."

There it was, someone finally making him feel like crap for what he'd done. Yes, he'd been told he shouldn't have done it but the way Seth had said it had made him feel terrible. What he'd done had been over the line and childish, he would've never said that it wasn't. But thinking of his mom…it hurt so much more.

"No more children." He promised, his voice breaking.

Nahuel threw his arm over the younger vampire's shoulder and sighed softly. "So, Seth. Any luck waking up wild child?"

"She isn't going to wake up. Whoever is in there with her, they're clearly guiding her. This isn't the girl who Billy showed us…" Seth trailed off. "By the way, Collin. That pack, it's dead. They're all dead."

There was the sound of a whimper and they all looked down to see Holly staring up at them with brown eyes. Brown eyes. Not the eternal eyes but brown eyes. At least for a brief moment, then they were gone and the ever-changing eyes of an old soul were there again. Ak had had brown eyes. Not the same brown as those but they'd been brown. Collin wasn't certain how to feel about that.

"Who killed them?" The young vampire asked weakly as Holly moved her gaze to the floor, playing absently with her toes.

"It was Brady and Mary." Deep down, Collin hoped it had been Brady. Billy had been the reason for the death of their grandmother. Of most of their family. If anyone deserved to kill Billy it was Brady.

"Are you sure it was Brady?"

"It was Brady." Seth said with no doubt in his voice as he glanced at the young girl before returning to cooking. "The eyes. They were Brady's eyes. Not Bur's."

Collin leaned his head forward and shut his eyes, basking in the fact that his cousin had at least gotten his revenge.

"She knows, doesn't she?" Nahuel's voice broke a brief silence that followed those words. Not silence for the dead, they wouldn't lose sleep over the death of Billy. Maybe over Holly's adoptive wolf mother but not Billy. Their grandfather deserved that death.

"You're joking, right? Of course she knows. She's got Brady though and I'm sure he's placating. Unlike him, Collin, she would kill you if she felt it necessary." Collin couldn't help the flinch that passed through him at that painful truth. Except, Collin was completely capable of killing Mary if necessary.

"So, what? They go out, kill a couple hundred humans to blow off steam?" Nahuel tried to make his tone light hearted and joking but it was obvious that he was bothered by the fact.

"No." Collin said with conviction. "Bur and Brady wouldn't let her do that. Not with the balance in place. Especially with the mindless killing I've been doing. No, I imagine he'll drag her to a park. Make her absorb the sights of the good things left. Maybe play with her on a playground."

His gaze wandered to Holly as she climbed into the seat next to them, her gaze sticking to the table as Seth set a plate of bacon in front of her and took a seat, digging into his own food.

No one said anything for a few minutes before, finally, Holly lifted her gaze from the food, glancing around nervously with brown eyes again. "I can't tell you who I am, Collin." She said softly, her voice cracking slightly as though she might cry, "I can't. I'm sorry. I can't tell anyone until the time is right." Her gaze wandered back to the table. "Without revealing who I am, is there a single way to prove to this…Mary that I'm not…this other old soul…um…Ak?"

Collin couldn't stop staring at the girl to really register what had happened. Something about her was so damn familiar but he couldn't place it.

"Stop staring, Collin." The girl snapped, causing him to blink. "Who exactly is this Mary person?"

So whoever she was didn't know Mary, that was good to know.

Unless she's playing dumb. Another part of his mind taunted him.

No. This wasn't Ak. It wasn't her. "Mary is the original vampire, the first vampire." Collin said absently, "Ak is one of two Old Souls."

"What's wrong with an Old Soul?" Not-Holly asked, sounding confused.

"Nothing. Not normally. The problem with Ak…Ak is…was…she had a God-complex. Believed that she needed to wipe out all of humanity."

"I can understand why Mary wants to kill me then." The other girl drummed her fingers on the table. "I'll prove to her I'm not her sis-"

Collin caught that slip the same second Not-Holly snapped her mouth shut, "We didn't mention that they were sisters."

Not-Holly ran her hand through her hair, pulling at it and giving Collin a look that held a million different things, none that he could place. "I know. Dammit, I know." Her gaze wandered away from the table then to Nahuel.

"Nahuel, I need to talk to you." Not-Holly jumped out of her seat, "Collin, you cannot listen to what I say to him. I mean it."

Collin stared at her like she was insane, "Why should I listen to a word you say?"

She shut her eyes, clenching her teeth for a moment before sighing and opening her eyes again, "You shouldn't. In fact, I know you won't. Trust Nahuel though. Trust that he will say to you anything you need to know. Please, Collin. Please." Something deep in him wanted to trust this girl, everything in him screamed at him to do it. Trust her. Listen to her. There was another less prominent part of him reminding him that if it was Ak, she would be doing everything she could to manipulate them into believing her. Ak was smart, and old.

"Okay." Collin breathed out, glancing between Not-Holly and Nahuel, "I'll trust him." That was a lie, Collin planned on listening in on them. With clear reluctance, Nahuel followed the Old Soul out of the room.

"Collin." Reluctantly he turned his focus to Seth. "Don't eavesdrop. I know you want to but she's being honest. If it's important Nahuel will tell us."

"I want to know why she knows that. What if she is Ak? What if she's just pulling our chains or whatever the saying is?"

"I don't think she is. I never met Ak but I did see Dol under her influence. Ak drew out the darker sides of whoever was in control, pushed them to do things they never would've done. It broke them apart. Holly isn't broken, she's actually stable for the first time in her life. This isn't Ak."

Collin didn't respond to that, instead he slumped his head down and listened out until he caught the voices of Collin and Not-Holly.

"-it, Nahuel. It's important that no one knows. I know you believe me."

"And here I thought things couldn't get any nuttier."

"Nahuel."

"Yes, I believe you. I get why you can't tell him. But, do you seriously think that Mary is going to believe a word of it?"

"Yes. I do." Not-Holly sounded so confident of her words, like there was no doubt there.

After that there was a brief silence between them before Nahuel spoke again, "When will you be able to tell him?"

"I won't. He'll figure it out. I don't know when but he'll have to piece it together on his own. I can't tell him. You can't tell him. He has to be the one to figure it out, Nahuel. No one else can tell him."

Collin didn't know how to feel about that. He couldn't help but wish he'd ignored Seth and begun listening sooner. A low growl escaped him as he pushed out of his seat and made his way out the door and towards where their voices were coming from.

Collin stepped through the door as Nahuel rose to his feet from the bed, muttering under his breath, "Shit."

"Who is she?" Collin growled out, shooting a glare past him at Not-Holly who was fidgeting uncomfortably from her spot on the bed.

"It doesn't matter." Nahuel stated, growling softly, "Collin, it doesn't matter. She isn't Ak."

"Why can't I know? Who are you? My mom? Aunt Rose? Who the fuck are you?" Collin stalked forward, completely ignoring Nahuel until the older vampire grabbed his arm. "Nahuel, you have two seconds to let go before I fucking kill you." The threat was clear in Collin's voice, everyone knew that he was stronger than the average vampire. When Nahuel caught the threat he reluctantly let go of the younger vampire and moved to the side.

"I can't tell you. Collin. Please." Not-Holly backed up until she was at the edge of the bed, tears filling her eyes as her heart pounded. Collin didn't hesitate as he followed her, every vampiric instinct screaming at him to just kill her, kill her and bask in the joy of the kill. He couldn't do that though. He wouldn't.

"If you don't tell me who you are, I won't stand by you when Mary shows up." Not-Holly made a pained sound as she scrambled off the bed. In the back of his mind he could hear Nahuel and Seth behind him, telling him to leave her alone. Neither were making a move to stop him.

Not-Holly slumped her shoulders, dropping her head. "Fine." She breathed out, "I…I'm Renesmee. I mean I was…"

Collin blinked, staring at Not-Holly for several long moments. Renesmee? Was she lying? It didn't look like she was, her heartrate wouldn't give away who she was. Why had she refused to tell him? It didn't make sense…

"My face, I mean, I picked up features from Emmett. When I was first born him and Leah would visit me sometimes…I don't know why I was reborn, I don't know how. All I know is I woke up and I wasn't seeing things anymore. I don't hallucinate. For the first time since I was born, I'm sane." Her gaze wandered to the floor as she spoke.

"Why couldn't you tell me?"

"Old Souls. It's engrained in us not to tell anyone who we were. I'm not supposed to. I don't want you to kill me though. I don't want to die."

"Nahuel?" Collin asked, looking behind him at the older vampire.

"That's what she told me."

His gaze wandered back to Not-Holly, Renesmee. Were those the same eyes he'd seen in the memories of Renesmee? The same brown? He couldn't quite tell, it was possible but…

"Okay." He breathed out, still not completely certain he trusted her. Later he would have to try to find someone's memories of Renesmee. It wouldn't be easy but he needed to confirm it.

"Great. Now that you've pried this out, we need to figure out how to convince Mary of the fact."

"No need." Collin's head jerked to the bed where Mary was now lounged out, watching them with little interest.

"How long-"

"For a while." She cut off Renesmee before she could continue. "Long enough to listen in on all of your wonderful conversations this morning. You aren't my sister. I can feel that. If I'm speaking honestly it bothers me that I don't know." Mary pushed herself up and crawled to the edge of the bed. "Come here, Renesmee." Mary said the name like she didn't believe it as she sat down on the edge of the mattress. All Collin could do was watch as the human in their midst did as told, stepping forward until she was inches in front of Mary. "Tell me, how many years your father kept you locked in that dungeon?"

"Fifty years." The other girl answered without hesitation.

"What were the last words you spoke to Bella?"

There was a brief hesitation from Renesmee before she answered. "I…I don't remember."

Collin watched, feeling uneasy as Mary rested a hand on the other girl's shoulder. "Who did you hallucinate seeing most of your life?"

The other girl swallowed audibly before answering, "My mother." She whispered, sounding broken. "I saw my mother every day of my life until the day I died."

Mary's gaze lifted from the other girl's to meet Collin's eyes. "I don't think I believe her, Collin. I know you don't. But right now, we have more important things to deal with."

"More important?"

"Brady picked up some interesting information from his grandfather's pack in exchange for their lives. Found out some fascinating things."

"About what?"

"Remember how you ran into Alec on your way to rescue me? I mentioned they don't have Alice's ability on hand. There is no way they could've known you were going to save me. They didn't want you or Brady there to save me. They were trying to make you back off. I already knew they were turning on me. Unfortunately, we need to find out exactly what they're doing."

"We're going to Vegas." Collin said with reluctance. He didn't want to go there. The entire counsel wanted his head on a platter because he had special treatment. They couldn't kill him while Mary was by his side but he still hated going there.

"Sorry, Collin. I will need backup if I'm right about what's happening. I can't die but they can hurt me." Mary pushed off the bed, stepping extremely close to the other girl. "Tell me something. If I were to offer you the gift of immortality, would you accept it?" Collin couldn't believe what he was seeing when Mary leaned forward, whispering the words into the girl's ear, if it wasn't for what he knew about Mary he might've seen the action as intimate, even if the two girls were in the bodies of very young girls they were mentally much older.

The young girl trembled slightly, shaking her head rapidly. "Don't. Mary, please. Don't."

Mary pulled away from the girl so she was leaning against the bed. "I like you, Ness. I don't think you're Renesmee for a second. I like you though. So since you won't reveal your identity, give us an alias to call you."

"Um…Emma?"

"Alright, Emma. You're going to come to Vegas with us. I don't plan on leaving you unattended. Collin, we need to go."

Collin was staring at Mary like she was inane. "What?"

"Vegas. Let's go."

"You aren't pushing for the truth?"

"You're joking right, Collin? Of course I want to know the truth. It'd be out of my nature not to want to know. The fact is there are bigger problems on hand then a single Old Soul. She's human, she isn't my sister, so for now, that's all that matters." When Collin continued staring at her she sighed and looked back at the Old Soul. "After this is over. You will tell me who you are. Got it?"

"I swear." The other girl said, holding up her hand.

"If you don't, I will rip your throat out of your pretty little neck without a second thought." Emma swallowed audibly at that.

"I swear." She whispered.

"Now, let's go." Mary stated as she made her way towards the doorway, Collin wasn't sure how he felt about all of this but there wasn't much he could do to protest Mary's decision so, with reluctance, he trailed after Mary with Emma behind him.

You're a moron. I know I am. She's sick but for some stupid reason she thought it was a smart idea to try writing while on Nyquil. Shove it. I'm telling this. She wound up writing four paragraphs of words. I will kill you. Again. No you won't. The words had absolutely no meaning. At all. It was hilarious. You're dying again next chapter. No one can hate me because it's your fault. You have no real reason to kill me again so you won't. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, guys! No more writing on Nyquil! One last thing, who does everyone think "Emma" is?