A few minutes later...

Eliot walked into the cool night air and saw Parker precariously perched on the edge of the roof, clutching something close to her chest. He approached her slowly and sat next to her, noting that the item in her hands was a stuffed rabbit.

"Who's that Parker," Eliot asked of the before mentioned item. He had enough experience with his little sister not to call the stuffed toy a 'what' or an 'it'.

"Bunny," Parker mumbled. "He's the last thing my family gave me before I was orphaned or abandoned or whatever." She snuggled her face into the bunny's chest.

After a few minutes of sitting in silence Eliot spoke again, "What's bothering you darlin'? Don't you trust your big brother?"

The dam broke and Parker's tears fell silently. Eliot's heart broke but he knew how the thief felt about unexpected touches.

"Do they even love me at all," she said, her voice breaking a little.

"Of course they do Parker, they love you like you're their own daughter."

"Isn't that why they love me," she sobbed. "I remind them of, of her. Our n-names are the s-same an-and our h-hair and eye c-color. They o-only w-ant me because o-of her."

"Parker," a soft accented voice came from next to the door. She turned her head to see Sophie standing next to it. Parker squeezed Bunny even tighter and fought back the sob that threatened to escape.

"You know that's not true. Actually for a while it made me want to avoid you because it brought back to many painful memories, but then I got to know you. Parker, the best thief in the world, wanted by all, loved by few. I would honestly be proud to call you my daughter. Now come here baby," Sophie told her gently, her arms held open for a hug.

Parker considered the offer for a split second before sprinting into Sophie's open arms, sobbing openly into her chest.

Sophie rubbed her back gently, "Shhhh, Parker it's alright, I'm not going to leave you or hurt you. Shush now Parker, Mummy's got you."

Parker took only some comfort in the embrace and began humming broken bits of a tune she'd nearly forgotten, a long time ago when she was still in diapers her mother used to sing her this song. Now Parker hummed it, having forgotten the words, as a method of soothing herself. Sophie picked up the melody quickly.

My precious one, my tiny one, lay down your pretty head.

My dearest one, my sleepy one, its time to go to bed.

My precious one, my darling one don't let your lashes weep.

My cherished one my weary one it's time to go to sleep.

Just bow your head and give your cares to me.

Just close your eyes and fall into the sweetest dream, cause in my loving arms.

Your safe as you will ever be so hush my dear and sleep.

And in your dreams you'll ride on angels wings.

Dance with the stars and touch the face of god

And if you should awake I'll send you back to sleep.

My precious one, my tiny one, I'll kiss your little cheek

Sophie pecked Parker's cheek delicately

And underneath the smiling moon I'll sing you back to sleep

By the time Sophie finished the sweet melody Parker was fighting to keep her eyes open, feeling comforted and safe in Sophie's warm embrace.

Sophie, while moved that Parker trusted her so much, knew that it wouldn't be a very good idea if they slept on the roof, "Come on Parker, let's get you to bed, it's not a very long walk and then you can sleep."

So the trio trudged back down the stairs to Nate's apartment, Parker leaning on Sophie for support. Eliot opened the door and held it open for the girls. "Nate you're," Sophie started.

"Sleeping alone," Nate finished.

This song is called My Precious One, sung by the ever fabulous Celine Dion. And also I noticed that the link at the end of I Don't Love You got fudged up so I'm posting it again, fingers crossed that it works. /apps/photos/photo?photoid=32342525