Holtzmann remained quiet and her eyes became glossed over. Pete sighed and put an arm around her. They sat there in the quiet for a long time. Pete grabbed her hand and simply held her as she processed it all. Then she nodded. This was an indication for Pete to give her more intel.

"Mark rang me on the day his dad came home. He said he would have rang you but the only way to get through to you was to ring the firehouse and he didn't want to make things awkward for you."

"He thought you should know, so he rang me, this was the day I got here. I wasn't going to tell you at first...I don't know exactly what my plan was. Stay here forever with you? I dunno."

"You don't think he will come looking for me do you?" Holtz asked, her voice cracked over the words, she had taken off her goggles and were playing with them in her lap. Pete shook his head.

"Holtz...I dunno, I honestly don't. Legally he's not allowed near you but legally never stopped him before." Holtzmann let out a whimper, Pete was quick to hold her close again. For the second night in a row Holtzmann fell asleep in her brothers arms. He let her lie there for a couple of munities before carrying her through to her room. He tucked her in, then as he turned to leave he felt her fist close around the hem of his t-shirt. He sighed and sunk in the bed beside her and held her hand until she fell back asleep. He held her hand every time she woke up. He was there all night.

Pete having not slept a wink that night spent the next morning as a zombie. Holtzmann took great luxury in having a shower in her own apartment and not back at HQ. Once out she put some pop tarts in the toaster and waited for them to cook. She took one through to Pete- who was now asleep on the sofa. She smiled and left the pop tart there anyway.

Holtz rang into work to see what was going on. It was Patty who answered.

"Nah, no calls through the night and none since we got here this morning."

"Stay with Pete Holtzy. I'm sure we can handle little busts without you."

"I promise ill ring you if we need you." Holtzmann hung up and popped her phone in her pocket. She stuck her head around the door to watch Pete, he lay there with his hands folded across his chest, his head resting on one shoulder.

It was around noon when he woke up- he saw the pop tart and made a beeline for it. He saw Holtz hovering in the other room. She wasn't sure what to do to pass the time- she had taken the back of the fridge off and was playing with the transformers behind the power cables. Pete finished his food and got up of the sofa- he cracked his back and went through into the kitchen.

"You're awake." Holtz said as she screwed the plastic back down. Pete continued to stretch.

"I was thinking..." Holtz started. Pete laughed and sat down on the floor next to her.

"That's never good. He joked."

"Maybe you could find out what...well...what he's doing?" Holtz said. She didn't take her eyes of the floor. Pete looked up at her but didn't say anything.

"I can't just sit here and think about him- about how he could show up here. I need to know what he's doing, so I know he won't do anything to me." Holtz whispered. Pete had to strain his ears to hear to her. He wasn't sure, he felt that showing up there would be asking for trouble. But he had seen the look in her eyes. It was the same look she had the day he saved her. She was scared. Pete nodded and Holtz squeezed his hand.

The next day Pete was about to make tracks. He turned to Holtz and handed her a bag. She frowned- it was full of her stuff. Her toothbrush, spare clothes, her wallet. Holtz frowned.

"I rang Erin. She said you could stay with her."

"Pete." Holtz started. Pete held up his hand.

"If I'm doing this for you, you have to do this for me."

Erin knocked on the door, Pete smiled at her and hissed Holtz on her forehead.

"You ready to go Holtzmann?" she asked, she was smiling. Holtz grinned back at her and stepped out into the street.

Erin lead her to her apartment. It was the complete opposite of Holtzmann`s apartment. It was clean, tidy and blindingly light. Holtz took her shoes off at the front door and thanked Erin for having her. Erin ordered in Chinese and the pair sat on the sofa watching films. Holtz leaned against Erin and ate prawn crackers, every so often she would snap one in half and reach up behind her to feed Erin one. Holtz found herself growing weary- it took all her strength not to fall asleep there and then. Apparently falling asleep on dear ones was becoming a habit of hers.

"Gilbert...what's the sleeping arrangements?" she yawned. Erin bit her slip, her apartment was small, it only had the one bed.

"I'll sleep here." She said shifting her weight and helping Holtz to her feet.

"No ill sleep here its okay." Holtz said sitting back down.

"You're my guest- I insist."

Erin helped Holtz to her room, she lowered her to the bed and took off her goggles. Holtz lay down and closed her eyes. Erin hovered at the door, she flicked the light off.

"Erin." Holtz whispered.

Erin didn't sleep on the couch that night.