I suppose there wasn't much left for me to do after the alchemists decided that I wasn't worth the fight. "Watch your back Chise; we aren't the only ones that know about you." He shifted his weight to his other leg and continued. "But if you ever are in a pinch, we are students from the college." He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a card.

I looked up to the alchemist in the hat. "You're students?" My jaw dropped.

"We just have a couple of questions."

"Then why didn't you say so?" I spat back.

"Mr big shot here thought this was a good approach." He answered coolly as he motioned with his hands towards the other alchemist. He then swayed his hand forward to take off his hat. "My names Darren but you can call me Dizzy."

"Wh- what?" He had long burgundy hair that was held back in a ponytail. The other alchemist approached me and held out his hand. I felt my face throbbing, my arms tingling and my legs aching. Titania let me go with a worried look on her face.

"My name is Les," He said with a giddy voice. I reached out to shake his hand as he hungrily grabbed my hand.

"It's such a blessing that you are alive." He shook my hand hard and stopped to pinch my cheek. I started leaning back, that was Dizzys' queue to step in and stop Les. In one quick motion, he whacked Les in the back of the head. Les finally stopped, but only did so with a frown on his face.

"Suppose we should cut this visit short and take our leave, seeing how we aren't allowed to take you." Dizzy shrugged and put back his hat.

"Sorry for all the trouble we put you in Chise," Les said with a sad face. Dumbfounded, I just nodded and tried to accept their apology. I watched them walk off. I put my hand in my coat pocket. I pulled back at the touch of something sharp. I took a breath and shoved my hand carefully back into my pocket. I pulled out a card to read

'Darren Emerson'

'Student of Magic arts'

Along with it stated his email and phone number. The lettering was engraved into a black business card and had gold lettering.

"What are we to do with you," sighed Titania sighed. There was nothing she could do. She has already done enough.

"My child, you refuse to rely on us for help. Is there someone that you would rely on?" Why would I need to rely on anyone? If life has taught me anything it is to not rely on anyone.

"You must at least know of someone who knows who you are; someone that would be willing to protect you." Oberon chimed as he walked over to Titanias side. My mind was racing until I came to think of just the right person who may be able to help me.

"I do know of someone, please don't worry about yourselves over me." I smiled."I'm fine!" I added.

Titania looked at me in disbelief but soothes her face with a small smile. "My offer still stands little one, your life is precious to us." She turned herself towards the donkey and slid herself up. "Sadly, we will have to cut our little visit short as well. It was a pleasure to meet you, Robin." she looked me in the eyes and smiled.

I bowed my head. "Thank you for your help."

Oberon danced around his wife as they started to move. He made his way around me "I suppose I should warn you to be careful around a certain ancient someone around here. Hmm?"He giggled and pranced around me some more.

"Oberon don't tease children who cannot defend themselves."

"Oh, alright," Oberon said dryly.

"Take care precious Robin."

It wasn't long after that, that I made my way back to town. I wasn't exactly sure where I was but if I could find a road nearby then I will be able to find where I am. I chewed on the words that Titania spoke about getting help. My mind only traced back to when I first came to England. That bookstore, where I met Elias and Angelica. It was Angelica who had her shop was full of stones. I remember reading that book that had a list of stones in it. Some were used for protection while others were used as a way to aid people with some of their needs. Perhaps there is a stone that could help hide the fact that I am a sleigh beggy, or whatever I am.

I was tangled in branches while thorns were scratching against my arms. I was completely soaked from the newly rained on land. I must have hurt my ankle as I was noticing how I was favoring it. The sun was going to set in the next hour so. I must be getting home soon. I kept moving forward till I found a road. That's when I realized that I looked very much like a mess. I pulled a twig out from my hair and looked at my scratched up arms. My clothes were torn from all the branches pulling at me. By the time I gathered myself, the sun had been beginning to set. I took a breath and forced myself to walk. It didn't take long till I found what road I was on. I passed a couple of people who had a concerned look on their face but walked by me quickly without a second glance. I must look like a basket case. I found my soup and bread and picked up my stuff from where I dropped it. I let out a long sigh and made my way home. I passed the train station and looked up to see Elias stepping off the train. Crap. I looked down and pretended I didn't see him. He definitely saw me. Hopefully, I don't look as questionable as I feel. I looked up to see him approaching me. I let my eyes look down and tried to smile. It didn't really work. I kind of felt like crying if anything.

"Chise." I froze. Why did this somehow feel familiar? Bruised, tired, and afraid to be found out. "Hello, Elias," I muttered. He stopped in front of me in his glamour. I didn't want to look up. I felt too emotionally drained from this day.

"Chise, did something happen?" I bit my lip and stared at his shoes.

"It's nothing." I looked up and smiled. Which, was my first mistake.

"What happened to your face?"

"Oh, I was just in the forest." He cocked his head to one side like a dog would.

"Does that explain the condition of your clothes as well?" I looked down at the condition of my clothes, that were tattered and bloody. I looked back up and bit my lip. I wasn't sure if I should tell him everything or how I could convince him I was just on a little walk. Instead, I said nothing and looked away.

"Very well," I looked back at him as he let out a long sigh and took a step towards me. Before I could question what he was doing he picked me up in his arms and began to walk. I bit my lip in utter shock. Why is Elias carrying me? I began to panic.

"Uh, what are- what are you doing?" I asked.

Authors Notes:

I really wanted to quickly focus on how awkward and different Elias's behavior is around other social beings. I suppose Chise is safe, for now, that is. She has a bit more digging to do to figure out how to protect herself. I wanted to push Elias and Chise into a friendship and a more trusting relationship. Here is the first step!

Take care and let me know what you think.

I will probably go back and edit any issues. I made a rash decision and decided to post this even though it's still kind of fresh right from the oven.

Any ways, take care.

Peaches and Tea