A/N: Heeeeey! So this is a bit longer than the first one. Sorry for not posting in a while. School's been like, pushing my limit. But yeaaaah this is the next chapter! Hope you like it! ^^
(I don't own Homestuck but I own this story) :33

Chapter 2

The first night

It was midnight by the time they reached Dave's house. It wasn't a small house in the middle of no where. It was a large apartment building with many floors. It was still dark outside as Dave parked his car in front of the place. Turning off the car and giving a look at Jade. "Now how am I going to sneak you passed the front desk," he muttered to himself. This only made Jade look at him with confusion.

A small smirk prayed on his lips as he pulled off his t-shirt. He had a gray undershirt on when he handed the shirt to Jade. "Here, put this on, this'll hide most of ya," he said as he opened the car door and jumped out, giving the girl some privacy.

He leaned against the side of the car. His back towards Jade. He scanned the area, only a few cars out, driving home from work, probably. His dark shades blocked out most of the light, but he could see pretty good. But the worst thing about waiting for the girl to finish getting his shirt on, that is was really cold. A gust of wind pushed at him, making him shiver lightly. He wrapped his arms around himself, trying to keep warm.

After about five minutes of standing in the autumn cold, Jade finally walked out of his car. She had his shirt on and her blanket over her legs. She probably wrapped them around so no one would notice. She also had his leather jacket on her shoulders. Her long black raven hair was tucked under the jacket. She looked so small with his clothes on, he didn't want to even lay a finger on her.

"Considering its midnight, and you're probably gonna be wanted at the station, we can go shopping for new things tomorrow. I'll get you that dress though. Just follow me," he lead her into the building, pushing open the doors for her. He could sense she was still uneasy about following him into his place, but she just took a deep breath and walked forward.

The girl at the front desk looked up. She then smiled and signed hello in sign language. Dave, knowing she was deaf, signed back. He said "Hello, going to my room, good night," which made her nod and let herself get focused back on what she was doing before.

When they reached the elevator, Jade looked at him. He only said "That's Meulin, she's deaf. I solved a case for her. And for a reward, she got me a hella sweet apartment, you'll see." he looked down at her and smirked. But she only looked away from him. He was pretty sure that he was going a bit too fast for her comfort. Just need to get the dress, come on, Strider.

The elevator stopped at the 5th floor. Opening them up, they stepped out of it. There was only one door on this floor, it looked like a hollow wooden door that had years of abuse. The corners of it lined pieces of chipped white paint. Jade didn't know what to think of this. But it was the only entrance to the room so she was a bit curious why.

"This is what Meulin got me for a house," he said, taking out his key. "Plus, my Bro helped me out. He stays here from time to time, so yeah. I think I have something that would keep you warm…" he glanced at her. "If I still have it," he opened the door and stepped into his home. Jade's breath hitched as she gazed at the apartment.

The walls were a dark, red velvet color. There were lights that hung on the walls as Dave flipped on the lights. It had a decent glow. A homey glow. Making her feel somewhat safe. There was a dark purple carpet in the living room, which was the room that you would first walk into. The carpet was soft as her bare, cold feet touched it. The was a white, leather couch that sat in front of a big, flat screen tv. It looked about a 50" screen. It was totally different from the warehouses she stayed half her life.

When she turned her head, to the counter top that technically sparkled. It was smooth granite. Something that would be very easy to get. The counter top was connected to a white wall, which was just a cube like wall that only connected to the counter. A tan, house phone hung on that wall. The cord a bit tangled as the wire snaked into the wall.

The kitchen was somewhat small. A black stove sat next to a dirty white fridge. It looked somewhat good for cooking, which Jade really wanted to try. The thought of food made her stomach rumble painfully, but she tried to ignore it.

Next to the kitchen, there was a small, door frame entrance leading up the stairs. It was dark up there and the glint in her glasses from the grease didn't make things better.

Dave must have walked away from her while she was gazing at the interesting apartment. She noticed him when he walked down the stairs, he had a new shirt on. One that wasn't completely black. This one was white with red sleeves, with a broken record symbol on it. It kind of suit him, in her opinion.

"I, uh, forgot I gave that old thing away," he said, scratching the back of his head. He THOUGHT he had this dress for her. A 'gift' from John as a joke. But, when he found it, he soon realized that it was part of sex clothing. Which he made a note to get ride of FAST. He didn't want that weird thing anymore.

"I'll call up Terezi, she can give some clothes over, then we can head to the station," he nodded at her, "You can sit down, you know," He said, pointing at the leather couch and taking out his phone. He walked into the kitchen as he held up the cell phone to his ear. Speaking into it quietly.

Jade, on the other hand, suddenly felt very light headed. She didn't know why, maybe it was the lack of water in her system or loss of sleep. But she felt the room spin. She looked around wildly, not understanding what was happening. She couldn't find her voice to tell Dave what was wrong. Soon, she found herself on the ground, her eyes sliding shut as she passed out.

Dave heard the drop and looked over at her. His heart fell as he raced over to her. Terezi still on the phone. "What!? What happened!?" she asked in her usual snarky attitude.

"She fell," he muttered, putting the phone on his shoulder, he used both his hands to pick her up. Seeing how light she was. "Jesus, she's like a feather," he muttered.

"Still want me to bring the clothes?" Terezi asked, sounding somewhat impatient over the phone.

"Yeah, thanks Tz, can always count on you," he said as she hung up the call.

He let his phone drop onto the carpet next to the couch. Slowly setting the girl onto the leather furniture. She seemed to have fainted. Probably from loss of sleep or something. He didn't mind. She looked almost cuter when she was sleeping. Wait, was he staring at her? What a creep! He quickly turned his head away from Jade. Going to the kitchen and looking in the fridge. Beer, water, apple juice and a half eaten sandwich sat there. It was pretty empty, but he was eating take out for the past months, working hard on cases. Never really getting a day off. Why would he need it? He kind of loved his job.

About 30 minutes later, a knock echoed though the house. He had poured himself a glass of apple juice. Which was, by far, the coolest fucking drink ever. He was stilling at his table. His feet crossed and upon the oak wood slab. When the knock sounded, he slowly got up, putting the drink on his counter and walked to his door. Opening it quietly because Jade was still sleeping.

"Hey," Terezi said, holding a bag. "I got your friend some good stuff. Underwear, br-"

"I don't need to know the details, TZ, just give it to me," he snapped, the tiredness he had been fighting was catching up to him.

"Jeez, someone needs his beauty sleep," Terezi tossed him the bag. "She needs to be at the station by noon tomorrow. Just to be asked questions. But that's about it. I looked her up and she has no family, they all seemed to have died. Soooo, she's your duty now." Terezi turned to leave.

"Wait!"

"What?"

"Do you know any good clothing stores for chicks?" he asked

"Go to the mall, there's plenty there," she said as she turned around fully, walking into the opened elevator.

Dave closed the door behind him slowly. Looking at the bag and thinking about what Terezi just said. She said it so fast that, if he didn't know her well enough, he would have completely forgotten. She doesn't have anyone? At all? he thought to himself as he glanced at the sleeping girl on his couch. He was pretty sure that the couch wasn't the most comfortable place in the house to sleep on. His bed was pretty comfy. He slung the bag over his shoulder and walked over to Jade, shaking her awake.

She bolted up so fast, he almost crashed heads with her. But he jumped back just in time. His shades almost fell off his face but he quickly pushed them up before she could see anything. Her eyes looked around wildly as if she forgot where she was. But when she looked up at him, she seemed to relax a little bit. Just a little.

"Hey hey hey, its okay, its okay…" he muttered. "This Strider isn't going to hurt you," he said it so softly, trying to calm her. He comforted her without touching her. He was pretty sure she didn't want to be touched.

He slowly held the bag of clothes that was given to him. "My friend brought these, everything you need, just needa put them on," he handed her the bag. She reached out her arms and took it from her, opening it and seeing the things she needs. She nodded "T-thanks…"

"Hey, don't thank me, thank Terezi. She was the one who brought them," he smiled at her, kneeling beside the couch. He saw how dirty and mucky her glasses were, which probably wasn't the funnest thing to look out of. "Want me to clean your glasses?" he had many things for cleaning glasses since his shades were very expensive. So he had a lot of cleaning things.

This question caught her off guard completely. She knew her glasses were messy. But she gave up on cleaning them days into being a slave. She needed new ones because one side was cracked. The round lenses were very shitty but she didn't know what to say. She still didn't completely trust him, but she had been in his house for about an hour now and he didn't do anything bad to her. So, it might be a start. And he was a cop, hopefully, he wouldn't hurt her physically OR mentally. Like she had any hope of finding someone again in the first place.

"U-uh, okay…" she said, deciding to let him help her. This was a HUGE leap of faith which, considering her condition, she wouldn't have done. She wanted to trust him, and she gave little hints that she wanted too. Giving him a warning that if he went too far, than all hell would break loose.

Dave gave her a soft smile, which was something he wouldn't do. It was out of character for him to actually smile. It was usually like a smirk or just that regular poker face. But he wanted the girl to trust him. He was going to keep the girl as safe as he could. Not caring about the consequences.

She slowly took off the round glasses, looking around the blurry room. She looked at the semi blurry Dave, handing over the glasses, hesitantly. He flashed her another smile and took them, jumping up and walking out of the living room. Leaving her alone on his white leather couch. She was pretty sure she was getting it dirty for her not even taken a shower yet. She might ask him to take one, then change into the clothes that was in the black bag.

He came back a few minutes later with her glasses. Free of the muck and grim. She just stared a him, not being able to form any words as of a thank you. "Heh, don't mention it," he said. "I would kinda guess how annoying it would be to be seeing out of shitty glasses," he flashed her a smile. This smile was the one he pulled not too long ago. "Anything else I could do for ya before you pass out again?"

Shower Jade thought as she pushed her glasses onto face. Her hair was extremely greasy and there was layers upon layers of grim on her body. From the months of not showering at all. Her 'master' took care of his 'motherfucking miracles' very well. Only giving them what they needed to stay alive.

It was silent for a few second, Jade just staring at him. She was trying to figure out how old he was. 20? 21? She was only 19. Brought as a sex slave when she was 18. Her birthday was only a few weeks ago. But she didn't mention that. She was very shy to even ask him for something to eat. Scared that she might throw it up like she did with the rest of the food she ate.

"Do you want some apple juice?" another odd question escaped his lips. But the sound something that was not whisky going down her throat. Or liquid drugs to make her sleep. Example: Nyquil. Which she learned to hate the taste. Only bringing her bad thoughts. "Its okay if you don't want any. I get that you probably don't trust me. But if you really need anything. Seriously, don't hesitate to ask,"

"C-could I take a… Shower?" she said really quietly, not knowing if he completely heard her. She really wanted to take a hot shower.

"Sure you can. Want help figuring it out?"

"P-please…"

Dave nodded as he stood up, taking the black bag off her lap and slung it over his shoulder. Jade soon followed. She looked so weak and scared. Her legs wobbled as she stood, leaning against the couch for support. She was shaking slightly. Seeing her bare arms just made him want to pick her up and help her into the bathroom. But, he only held out a hand, not wanting to push her over her limit. She was a broken girl. No wait, the more he thought about it, she wasn't partly broken, just a bit bent. He could probably fix her. With time.

Jade looked at him and took his hand slowly. Leaning against him as he lead her down the hall to the bathroom. The door was almost exactly the same as the front. But, she knew to not to trust what was behind doors. Considering what she walked into just a few hours ago.

Dave kicked open the bathroom door and was met with red tiles along the floor. The walls were painted a plain white, as was the ceiling. The shower curtains was a light shade of orange. It was kinda small. Only room for really one. But he lead her onto the red tiles and set her on the white toilet. He then turned his back on her and opened the shower curtain. Only to stumble back in surprise. Jade, completely confused.

There was multicolored smuppets littering the bathtub. The plush rumps looking very plushy this evening. Dave muttered a curse under his breath. "Fucking Bro," he said as he took all of the smuppets out of the bathroom, throwing them into a room and slamming that door shut. "He needs to keep his shit in his own room," he snarled, walking back into the bathroom. Looking at the confused face of Jade. "Ehhh heh, sorry. My Bro is kinda obsessed with smuppets. He sells them online. Erm, just ignore those things for now. I'll turn on the shower," he said as he turned on the shower head.

Once the shower had been running for about 5 minutes, he directed her to the soap, shampoo and conditioner. He explained how to work the shower. It was very easy from his prospective. He knew how to work a shower. But was kinda inching for Jade to figure it out. Luckily, she knew what he was talking about. So she didn't live under a rock for her whole life.

"Alright, I'll be in the kitchen, call me if you need anything," Dave said, soon backing out of the bathroom and shutting the door. He thought he did a pretty good job of taking care of her. He was actually proud of himself. Which, by far, was a new thing for him.

As he walked into the kitchen, he thought about what just happened. For him, it happened really fucking fast. But, he couldn't really careless at the moment. He had that idiotic smile on his face like he just kissed the girl of his dreams. His body fell onto the white leather couch. It seemed to be needed a cleaning. But he'd do that later. He glanced at the cable box next to the TV. It read 1:28 am. God, where was his brother? He should be getting here by now.

Almost on cue, the door opened. The pointy, anime shaded boy walked into the house. His blonde hair was pulled back into the police cap and he had his dark blue police uniform on. Police Department of Houston, Texas read on his shoulder. He let loose a groan and kicked his boots off. "Hey bro,"

"Sup," Dave answered.

"Tired, I'm going to bed,"

"Okay, before you go, I gotta tell you something,"

"Wh-" CRASH. "The fuck was that?" Dirk looked over to the bathroom as he felt himself grip his gun on his belt. Dave quickly jumped up.

"A girl! She's one of the, ya know, slaves of Gamzee and I took her here to help her out. I'm taking her back in the morning. She's taking a shower,"

"…Are you fucking serious?"

"Uh, yeah, I mean, she means no harm. And I should probably go see what that crash was about," Dave said as he quickly walked into the bathroom, avoiding his brother's eyes.

His hand knocked on the door. "Jade? You okay?"

"Y-yeah…" her soft voice answered.

"You sure?"

Silence for about 2 seconds until there was a small whimper. "M-maybe not…"

"Can I come in?" his hand crept down to the door handle.

"Uh, yeah," she replied as the door opened. She was wrapped up in a towel, the shower curtain was on the floor and the shower was still running. So much for a smart girl.

This brought a small smirk on his lips. "Well, looks like someone had too much fun in the shower," wow, bad timing for jokes. Nice going Strider. He made his way over to the shower and quickly turned it off. Then he looked over at Jade. Her black hair was dripping wet, but didn't look as greasy as it was before she went into the shower. Her skin was glowing with health and without that layer of grim on her body, she looked… beautiful.

"I-I'm sorry…." she muttered, she held the towel over her chest. Not making eye contact. Or any form of contact because with the eyes, it was hard because of the shades he was wearing. "I slipped and… the shower curtain fell with me… then the shampoo bottles. Then everything else…" she was shaking, probably cold from being dripping wet. But she was also scared he was gonna get mad at her and hurt her.

But that wasn't the thing at all. He simply placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a small smile. "Its alright. I mean, it was just an accident. Its fine," he said. His voice made her relax lightly. "Now, you can go into my room and get changed, I'll clean this up," he ushered her out into his room, throwing the bag of clothes onto the bed and shutting the door behind him.

She looked around his room. It was a simple boys room. A bed, dresser, computer, and… a launch pad. She had never seen one before. It was new to her. Maybe she could ask about it when she had enough courage. She just made a fool of herself in his bathroom. Might not want to make a mess of his bedroom. She slowly opened the bag again and took out two sets of clothes. There was a deep blue pair of pajamas with flowers on them. They were long on both her legs and her arms. So she would be covered up completely. The next thing she pulled out was a bra and underwear. Oh fuck yes, under garments. She forgot how it felt to be covered up.

She slipped into the white panties after her towel fell to the ground. She then took the green bra and clipped it on. It felt much comfortable to be in things that would cover up her areas. Next she slipped into the baby blue fuzzy pants and night shirt. It was very soft and warm. She smiled at herself as she looked down. Finally, clothes that don't make her look like a whore. She then picked up the towel and dried her hair. It would take while but she mostly dried it as much as she could. It didn't take long for a soft knock on the door to make her turn around.

Dave opened the door slightly. Then, fully when he saw she was fully clothed. "Cleaned up everything. Now, how do you feel?" he asked. It was beginning to be around 2 am and he was getting tired. But he just had to make sure that she was alright first.

"I feel… clean," she muttered.

"Awesome, so, feel like sleeping?" he was ready to crash himself.

"Yeah, I feel kinda tired," it was beginning to become easier to talk to him.

"Okay, cool. You can sleep in my bed, if you want. I'll sleep on the couch,"

"No no no! I… I don't want to take your bed. I can sleep on the couch…"

Dave gave her a look, which only made her look away. "Is it what you want?" he asked. Jade nodded and he sighed. "Alright fine,"

She flashed him a smile and turned to leave his room. She was fiddling with the end of her new pajama shirt as she entered the living room. Only to be met with the face of pointy shades. He was snoring on the couch, still didn't make the attempt to get out of his uniform. She stood there, staring as Dave saw her in the hallway.

"Uhhhh, You know what, you can sleep in my room. No exceptions," he said as he pushed her into his room. Quickly shutting the door. The next thing she heard was "BRO GET OFF YOUR ASS AND GO INTO YOUR GOD DAMN ROOM," She guessed she shouldn't argue with Dave. Maybe that good night sleep. She slowly crawled into the red covered bed and took off her glasses, placing them on the nightstand next to the bed. She curled up in the soft bed, falling asleep immediately.

Hope you guys like it! And I read the two reviews I got. It made me really happy! Yeeee! Okay, stay tuned to the next chapter!

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~Kitty