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A/N: Okay here it is, Chapter Seven. I have to say this chapter is shorter than my previous ones, and after leaving you to wait so long, I kind of feel bad about that. But that's just how its going to be. Now following all that happened in the last chapter, I should probably tell you this one is a lot calmer, a sort of breather chapter, I hope you don't a little artistic licence. Well I hope that you enjoy it.

But before you do read it, I just want to take a moment to say thank you to all of you read this story. When I started writing I was worried that no one would like or read it. I was worried this story wouldn't go anywhere, that it would fall flat on its face, and after uploading it I seriously considered deleting it.

But you liked it, you read it and thus you made it my most viewed story and from your reviews I get the indication this is the one you enjoy the most. I just want to say thank you to all you all that read this, the fact you like it and you let me know how much you like it really means a lot to me. And truthfully I'm always worried when I upload a new chapter that it won't live up to the last one. I always have this horrible feeling that I'm going to let you down, and after all you've done for me, I really don't want to do that. But regardless thank you.

Still enough talking about it, here is the chapter, enjoy.

Chapter Seven: Run, Run, as Fast as You Can…

For a few moments there was silence, everyone just stood there staring at the sky. Howard was the first to break, looking down he just stared. "I don't believe it," he mummed to himself, "that jerk, he's abandoned us."

His interest caught by his friend's comments, Leonard snapped out of his trance. "He hasn't abandoned us," he said almost unsurely.

Howard stared at him in disbelief, "He's flown off to parts unknown leaving us behind, what do you call that if not abandoning?"

"Well…its…He's not abandoned use." Leonard paused to gather his thoughts, "He's probably leading them away, think about it the demons are after him not us, if he runs there follow, that means we can get away."

"It also means were now defenceless, when the demons come looking for a punching bag to work out there anger issues on." Howard snapped back.

"Guys," Bernadette shouted. All eyes turned to face her, "do you really think it's a good idea having this conversation outside a building full of demons?"

There was a pause, and then everyone ran for it. Well almost everyone, Penny still stood there staring blankly. "Penny," Leonard called running back to her.

Penny didn't reply. Gazing on she just mummed to herself, "I remember."

Having no time for explanations, Leonard just grabbed her arm and pulled her along the street. They did not run far, none of them possessed the stamina to keep running; fortunately they came across a late bus. After hiding several objects under their coats and in the bag, they got on and quickly shifted to the very back. The bus drove off and left the area. Looking up at the sky, Leonards thoughts were only on Sheldon. To himself he muttered "Where are you, buddy?"

Amy's eyes slowly opened, she let out a groan. It was then she realised how cold she was. Shivering she tried to pull her clothes in tighter, only for her hands to touch bare flesh. Sitting upright Amy caught sight of what she was wearing and her memories came flooding back. She shuddered before pausing, where was she? It looked like the middle of a forest. Amy was sitting on a patch of hard earth. The sky was grey and it was cold, very cold.

The juxtaposition of the Texan heat with new cold was unnatural. But that wasn't important, where was Sheldon? Turning over she spotted him lying on the ground, his wings out stretched but not glowing, his face still bruised and battered.

"Sheldon," Amy ran over to him. He was clearly unconscious. "Sheldon," Amy shouted. Looking around she spotted a small spring near where they landed. Rushing over she dipped her hand in the icy cold water. Cradling the water, she carefully brought it back over before dropping it over his head.

Sheldon sat up gasping. "wha…what?"

"You're awake,"

Sheldon blinked several times, before getting to his feet. Like Amy he shivered. As he did his wings clicked, groaning he closed his eyes and the wings slowly folded into his back. Standing up straight he let out a slight groan.

"Are you okay?"

"Fine just a bit sore."

"Sheldon," Amy said looking around, "where are we?"

"North West Territories, Canada,"

"Canada? What are we doing here?"

Sheldon hung his head slightly, "I had to get away, that was all I was thinking, getting away. As such I over jumped my marker and we crashed here."

Amy just stared in disbelief; they had really travelled so many miles through the air, supported only by her boyfriend's wings? It sounded like something out of a story he would read. How was it possible? And yet something else dawned on Amy, it was clearly morning, but it had been night when they left.

"Sheldon," Amy said uneasily, "why is it morning now?"

Sheldon spun round a bit shocked, looking up he stared in surprise. "We must have collapsed when we landed last night and just woken up now."

"But it's so cold and neither of us are dressed for this weather, shouldn't that have killed us?"

Sheldon shrugged, "probably, but then…I don't know, regardless we probably shouldn't stay here, as you rightly said were not dressed for this weather, it's going to get a lot colder, we need to find some form of shelter."

Amy nodded the two of them turned to go, but Amy hesitated. "Sheldon, about what was happening when you caught us; it wasn't…I mean…I mean…"

Sheldon turned to face her, "it okay," he said tenderly, "Asmodeus is demon of Lust, he can manipulate any one, and you have nothing to feel guilty over. The important thing is you're away from that abomination and he's never going to take you away again." He paused before calmly looking up at nothing, "Never." He said threateningly.

And with that the two of them began to walk off. Amy was seriously shivering, the awful outfit that Asmodeus had forced her to wear, offered almost no insulation what so ever, and Sheldon was right it was getting colder. Used to California's warm climate, this sudden cold made Amy feel so weak. She was just contemplating how it could possibly get worse, when it started to rain.

Ice cold droplets fell down from the heavens drenching the two of them, somehow the many trees that kept out the heat, offered no protection from the rain. The two were drenched with in minutes. The rain eventually stopped, but by that point this was no comfort to either of them, the icy water meant they just got colder faster and faster.

It been a few hours since they started, still frozen all over Amy was exhausted, her muscles ached every time she tried to move, she could no longer feel her feet and seemed to be continually stumbling forward. Where they were walking to she had no idea. She had to keep going that's all she knew; looking ahead she watched her boyfriend. Sheldon was clearly taking this better than her, how much better she had no idea, but he was still clearly better. Looking at him it was obvious he was completely exhausted; he was hunched forward slightly, his bruises had still not healed. And the rain had seemingly enlarged every wound on his bare chest.

Amy knew if she stopped, she wouldn't be able start again. But an icy wind had begun to blow and all over Amy's body urged her to stop. As the cold wrapped around her, Amy longed for it to stop, she just wanted it to stop. Her mind seemed sluggish; she had trouble moving her hands. And then she realised something was wrong, because the sensation had stopped and she wasn't cold any more. It was strange, she was still shivering, she could still feel the wind on her skin and yet she wasn't cold. She wasn't cold.

Amy didn't get enough time to think it through; in her distraction she hadn't noticed her vision blurring. It still didn't dawn on her, even in the millisecond before she collapsed. Lying there on the cold, hard ground, Amy's last thoughts were still the mystery of the lack of cold, even as the rain once again began to fall.

Leonard eyes were constantly on the door. He kept telling himself no one was going to come in, but try as he might he couldn't shake the feeling that they were about to be interrupted. Was he simply subconsciously wishing Sheldon would walk in? Or was he afraid that something else would? He had no idea.

Leonard took his eye of the door for just a moment to examine his surroundings, exactly where the bus had taken them he didn't know, but they were in another town, a larger one this time, but still quite small compared to what they were used to. They had found a room to rent and that's where they were. Howard and Bernadette had gone out to get some supplies, leaving him and Penny alone.

Leonard turned away from the door and walked over to Penny, she sat there silently in her chair just staring. What was wrong with her? He had no idea; all he could get her to say was that she remembered something, but the question was what? Whatever it was it had had a profound effect on her and had left her in a state of shock. Standing beside her, Leonard looked at Penny's face; she was almost frozen staring in fear at something Leonard couldn't see.

Gently he took her hand and calmly rubbed it for a few seconds, before letting go and walking back to the door. It shouldn't be too long till the others came back now, right?

Amy groaned, where was she? A strange motion was going through her; it was like she was being carried? Amy tried to open her eyes fully, but it was like they had frozen half shut, nothing she could do could change it. Her vision was fuzzy, there was a murmuring noise. Amy tried to move but nothing happened, she tried again, still nothing. It was like her whole body had frozen solid.

Looking around the best she could, Amy found she was several feet off the ground; it was like she was floating through the air, she could feel something, but she wasn't sure what it was. All around her she was cold, deathly cold. Something was wrong, very wrong. Amy tried to cry out but she couldn't even do that, it was like her whole body had frozen solid.

Amy's vision was clearing now, she was in the air she was being carried. She still couldn't move, but every so often as the person carrying her walked forward, she would flip forward slightly and she would see a bit more of them. It was a man who was a carrying her, a tall thin man, it was…it was…it was Sheldon? Sheldon was carrying her?

This should have made Amy feel better, but something was wrong. He wasn't carrying her as you would a person; he had her hoisted under arm like you would with a plank of wood. Amy tried again to move or to speak, but it was no good there was nothing she could do. Why was he carrying her like that? What had happened to her? Why couldn't she move? Why? What was going on?

Then suddenly he tripped, his grip loosened and Amy fell forwards. Amy hit the ground reasonably hard. But it didn't hurt, nothing hurt, her limbs were spawning everywhere, but it didn't hurt. Looking she saw Sheldon look down at her. Uncaringly he bent down and picked her back up again, before loosely gripping her in his arm and walked off with her again.

By this point Amy was screaming in her head, 'What's happened to me? What's wrong?' Sheldon could not hear her. 'Put me down, I'm a person I'm not an object, I'm not an object, and I'm not an object…'

Still screaming it Amy sat up fast, she collided with Sheldon who was bent over her. Amy was knocked backwards, but Sheldon grabbed her before she hit the floor. Delirious Amy could only babble in surprise.

"It's okay," Sheldon said softly, "you were only having a nightmare it is okay your safe."

Amy blinked in shock; she was lying on a wooden floor. She was lying next to a roaring fire. Looking around it was like she was in a log cabin. "Where am I? How did I get here?"

"I carried you,"

Amy shuddered slightly, causing Sheldon to stare in surprise, "is something wrong?" he asked.

"No, I'm fine, but where are we?"

"I found this cabin, the lock was easy enough to pick, there were some logs outside so I brought a few in and lit a fire. I found these blankets in the cupboard."

Amy groaned she was about to get up, when suddenly she noticed her clothes had disappeared. She let out a short shriek before pulling the blanket firmer around her. Admittedly that accursed outfit hadn't given her that much cover before, but what had happened to her clothes. Looking up she saw Sheldon also had a blanket wrapped around him.

"What happened to are clothes?"

Sheldon gestured, looking up Amy saw they were hanging above the fire. "They were soaking wet I needed to dry them."

Amy was somewhat caught off guard by the fact Sheldon had undressed her. Looking at the clothes it became clear that she was completely naked and so was he. They were both sitting here on a wooden floor, in a log cabin, miles away from home, with no one else they knew around them.

Amy could help but feel a bit hot all over. Sheldon causally walked over to her. Amy tried to get up, but Sheldon stopped her. "You need to stay close to the fire and don't move to much," he said in a forced calm voice, "you collapsed from hypothermia, your body is actively externally rewarming, and it's not quite at normal temperature yet, putting too much strain on your body is no way a good idea. You are in a very week state, doing anything effort full may result in cardiac arrest."

Slowly Amy laid back down, Sheldon calmly sat there next to her, his eyes softly watching her. Amy wasn't sure exactly how to feel about this; however it sort of made her comfortable. The floor was somewhat hard, but the warmth of the fire waved over her body. She could feel other sources of warmth around her armpits and groin, she wanted to enquire but Amy was once again feeling sleepy. Lying down, she rested her head on her pillow and she was soon asleep.

Sheldon sat there watching her carefully, her body temperature was getting closer to normal and she seemed to be recovering well. Still it was lucky he had found this place. Groaning he got back up again, his body was still sore all over. But he couldn't rest, not now, he had work to do.

Groaning he dressed himself in his now dry clothes before opening the door and walking out into the cold, he paused for a moment to look back, before closing the door and walking off, leaving Amy peacefully sleeping.

Sitting round the table, Howard, Leonard and Bernadette ate. Penny had gone to bed early, she hadn't said much. No one spoke, they were all just eating, but they all knew what the others were thinking. Bernadette eyed the clock, it was just past eight. As she ate her last bite she decided it had been long enough. But before she could say anything Howard spoke out, "Okay, we need to talk about the situation."

"What about it?" Leonard replied, although he clearly understood what he meant.

"I don't know how about the fact that, were now in more danger than when we were under siege?"

"That's not true,"

"It's not? Let's recap Sheldon's vanished to parts unknown, Penny's had a mental break down, which means that now the strongest one of three of us is under five feet tall. Were completely alone and have to fend for are self against the demons. In other words were dead."

"The demons won't come after us, there after Sheldon."

"What if they can't find him and come after us for information?"

Leonard paused, he did have a point, "were just keep going and get out of here that way they won't be able to find us either?"

"And where exactly do we go? What's plan? We can't just keep running around mindlessly for the rest of our lives? What are we going do?" Howards tone had changed, he was now practically shouting.

"Calm down,"

"Don't tell me to calm down, you can't tell me what to do, were in danger! Were constantly in danger! What are we going to do?"

"Howard," Bernadette shouted joining in, "He's right calm down, you getting agitated and loosing it won't do anything for us right now."

Howard paused, "So what do we do then?" he finally asked, although in a much softer voice.

"We simply lay low for a while; keep moving and keep on are guard until we get some breathing space."

"What if the demons find us?"

"Then were just have to look after are selves,"

Howard stared at her in disbelief, "I'm sorry," he finally said still not believing his ears "but how are we supposed to do that? We can't fight them, were too weak, we can't protect are selves from them."

"We still have all the stuff Sheldon gave us to combat them." Leonard pointed out.

"And we can do exactly what with it? I don't know if you've noticed but were not fighters, were scientists. We got lucky yesterday that luck won't last long. Alone we're pretty much dead already."

"Howard!" Bernadette said shocked. "We're not dead, we are not going to die, we are going to live through this and get out of this. Do you understand me? We're not going to die!" There was a paused and the room fell silent. She got to her feet and handed him some money "Here, go buy yourself a drink you clearly need one."

Howard paused unsure for a moment, before grabbing the money and walking off out the door. Leonard stared after him. "Was that really a good idea?"

"No," Bernadette replied, "No it wasn't. But I don't really have an alternative. He does have a point, without Sheldon and Penny we are a lot weaker, if the demons come, it's unlikely were be able to do much more than run."

Leonard nodded, "I know, but we can't give up. So you're okay with my plan?"

Bernadette paused, "Yes,"

"Okay we wait a few days then we go?"

"Why wait a few days?"

"In case Sheldon comes back."

Bernadette paused again, clearly thinking this over, she looked like she was about to start arguing, before giving up on the idea. "Fine, okay I'm going to resume trying to memorise this." She picked the Rituale Romanum off the table and walked off.

Leonard just continued to sit there, still staring at the door.

Amy's eyes slowly flickered open; it was a lot darker now. The only light came from fire. Yawning Amy sat up. An unusual aroma wafted through the air. For a moment Amy was confused, where had this strange smell come from. And then looking to her side she saw a pot bubbling over the fire.

"Are good, your awake," a strained voice spoke.

Amy spun round, hunched over in the corner sat Sheldon. Groaning he got to his feet, he had another blanket wrapped around him, but it looked strangely larger than normal. Slowly he walked over to the fire and poured some of the mixture into a bowl. Turning round he handed it to Amy. "Here eat this."

Amy eyed the brown watery mixture with suspicion it seemed to be soup. "What is it?"

"Mostly meat and water, couldn't find much. It doesn't taste that pleasant but you need to eat, it's been days since either of us ate a good meal, we won't survive this place if we don't eat."

Amy looked down one more time, before she took a spoonful of the stuff. Sheldon was right, it didn't taste that good. But Amy was starving; she ate the whole bowl in less than five minutes. Upon finishing Sheldon took back her bowl and refilled it. Amy continued to eat, she was still very hungry. Sheldon looked at the mixture, there wasn't much left now, he had eaten half of it before Amy had woken up.

Groaning he sunk down beside her. It was then Amy suddenly noticed Sheldon's hands. They were covered blood.

"Sheldon! Your hands?"

He quickly tried to put them under his blanket, but in that split second it was open, Amy saw a flicker of white underneath the blanket. "Sheldon, what are you hiding." Amy asked suspiciously.

"Nothing," he replied through gritted teeth.

"Sheldon," Amy beckoned forwards suddenly. Sheldon dived away, however he lost his balance and fell backwards. The blanket fell off him, exposing his white blood soaked wings that wrapped around him covering his chest.

Amy stared in shock, Sheldon tried to get to his feet, but his wings slipped off him exposing his bare chest. Amy stared in horror. Long sharp claw marks went through his chest and torso, they weren't bleeding but the wounds hadn't sealed. Painting for breath Sheldon just lay there looking up in confusion. It was then Amy remembered she wasn't wearing any clothes.

Her face turned scarlet. Sheldon quickly looked away, while Amy wrapped the other blanket over her. Turning back she resumed her stare of horror at his lacerated chest. "What happened, what did this to you?"

"You just ate it,"

Amy looked down at the empty bowl of soup, her eyes opened wide. "What was in that meal? What happened to you?"

"I didn't have a choice, we needed something to eat, so I went out hunting. I didn't catch much though; I was walking back when it stumbled upon me. I must have done something to anger it because the huge thing rose up and tried to kill me. It put up a good fight, but I managed to finally overpower and kill it, then I dragged the body back, skinned part of it and cooked some of the meat."

"You killed an animal with your bare hands?"

Sheldon nodded slightly, "I'm not proud of it, but we both needed to eat."

Amy had to agree with him there, groaning Sheldon began to get to his feet. But his balance hadn't come back. He fell to the floor, and hit a lot harder this time. "What's the matter with you?" Amy gulped worried by her boyfriend's problems.

"Exhaustion? Blood loss? The cold? Could be any one of those problems, I don't know." He replied still strained, "Don't worry I'll be fine, I just need to rest." Groaning he lied down on the floor, "I just need to rest." Calmly Amy put her blanket over Sheldon, he was asleep in minutes. Amy sat there staring at him; she got to her feet and took her now dry clothing off the line. Getting dressed provided no real benefits in either modesty or warmth, but it still made her feel better to be wearing something.

Now dressed, she once again wrapped the other blanket around herself before looking down at her sleeping boyfriend. Sheldon looked a mess, his skin was pale, his nose was clearly broken and his face was badly bruised. Very timidly Amy bent down and gently pulled the blanket off him, exposing his chest. The sight of the claw wounds made Amy's eyes water. How deep they went she had no idea, what had caused them she did not know.

But they looked awful; Amy could not bear to look at him like this. She pulled back his blanket, getting to her feet Amy noticed the fire was getting low. After looking around, she determined that wood must be outside. Calmly she walked over to the door and looked out, it was dark now but it seemed to have stopped raining.

A lantern hung on the wall, taking it off Amy lit if from the fire, before putting her shoes back on and opening the door. The cold air shot through at her, causing her to shiver all over. Amy paused, but taking a deep breath she walked outside the cabin and closed the door. Turning she began to walk down the steps, only to see something lying in front of her.

Amy had no idea what it was, but it was big. Holding up the lantern the light shone upon it and she saw whatever it was had brown fur and a lot of it. And then Amy let out a silent gulp, because she realised she was looking straight down at a bear. A huge brown bear was lying in front of their cabin. Amy slowly began to back away, but as she did the light instead focused on the animals head. And as Amy saw the animals face she realised something was wrong. Its large brown eyes were empty.

They just stared onwards, trapped in a state of constant surprise; there was nothing more to them. Slowly Amy walked over, as she got closer she spotted it, a huge chunk of the bears hide had been cut open. Amy gulped as she realised that she was looking at the animal that Sheldon had killed. Her boyfriend had killed this giant bear with his bare hands and she had eaten it.

Amy felt a strange mixture of shock, awe and repulsion. Slowly she backed away, she had to find some fire wood, it was freezing out her, she couldn't wait for too long, so she walked off leaving the dead carcass behind.

Leonard looked at the clock it was well past midnight, but he couldn't sleep. Penny lay there beside him; she had been asleep for hours now. Leonard looked at Penny, she looked so peaceful sleeping like this, what was she dreaming tonight? Hopes for the future? Or Pleasant memories of the past? Either was preferable to their present situation.

What was the matter with Penny? All she had said was she remembered, what did she remember? What could she remember which would make her almost comatose? Leonard had no idea, he hoped she would be okay, but until she recovered Penny was pretty much out of the game. And as much as Leonard hated to admit it Howard was right. They were vulnerable; if the demons came they wouldn't stand a chance. Heck the demons could burst in at any minute, it's not like there was any way to keep them out…

And then Leonard remembered what Sheldon had said. Getting to his feet he got dressed and walked back into the main room. He first checked the bag and to his luck found that they did still have some rock salt, not much but enough for what he wanted. Carefully Leonard picked up the bag and got to work.

Amy groaned as she carried the bundle of sticks she had found back to the cabin, it wasn't much but it was enough to keep the fire going. She shivered; it was so cold out here. She turned the corner of the cabin, she was encouraged by the thought she would soon be back inside, and she had nothing to worry about once she got back inside. Amy was so caught up in her thoughts; she didn't notice what was in front of her until she heard the snarling.

Slowly Amy looked up, the light from her lantern extended before her. And before her swarming around the dead bear's carcass was a pack of wolves. Over two dozen, huge grey wolves were right there in front of her, all stripping the dead beast of its flesh. Amy blankly stared in shock, but the sound of snarling caught her attention. The wolves had clearly spotted her, several turned away from the meat to face her.

Amy's eyes went straight to teeth, there huge sharp teeth. Four wolves were staring at her; evidentially they thought she was after their meal. Slowly Amy began to back away, her hands trembling. She tried to keep eye contact with the wolves, but her eyes kept going back to their teeth. She just needed to back away, just keep backing away. That's all she needed to do, no sudden movements and she would be fine that was all.

And then she tripped. What over she had no idea, but was enough. Amy fell backwards, the wood went flying, and the wolves turned on her. Snarling an angry wolf jumped through the air at her. Amy screamed as the huge beast came flying at her. Its long claws outstretched, its mouth opened wide exposing every single razor sharp tooth, all aimed straight at her.

What happened next was too fast for her to process. The glass window exploded, there was a sudden great gust of wind, the wolf went flying backwards into a tree and Sheldon stood there before her, panting heavily for breath. Amy looked up in shock, Sheldon looked terrible. But his actions set the other wolves off. Snarling the beasts charged at him. Sheldon reacted quickly; he smashed his fist into the first wolf and sent it flying. The second ran at him. Sheldon kicked it hard and sent it skidding to the side. But the third wolf he didn't see, until after its jaws clasped around his arm.

Sheldon let out a howl of pain; he violently swung his arm through the air sending the wolf flying but tearing his flesh. All this did was cause him to scream louder and to get attention, more wolves turned away from their meal to this new threat. Sheldon clutched his arm, the blood ran down it. Eyeing the wolves they slowly advanced upon him, all snarling and growling. Suddenly Sheldon's wings shot out of his back, glazing the dark area in a sudden blast of light.

The wolves were dazed and that was enough. Spinning round Sheldon grabbed Amy's hand "Run!" he screamed. The two of them bolted off through the forest, the wolves recovered and were in hot pursuit after them. Running through the branches and over the uneven ground, Amy was already panting for breath, but there was no way she could stop. It was so dark now they were back under the trees, the only light around came from Sheldon's wings.

All around them, all they could her around them were howls and the sound of thundering paws behind them. Running through the undergrowth, Sheldon and Amy burst through the hedges into a clearing. The moon light shone down on them. They were going to continue running, when it dawned on them the sounds had stopped. The wolves had gone.

"They must have given up the chase and gone back to their meal," Amy guessed as she panted for breath.

Sheldon let go of Amy's hand, he walked three steps forward before suddenly collapsing onto the ground gasping for breath. "Sheldon" Amy gasped rushing towards him. Sheldon just lay there, in the pale moon light every wound was lit up anew. Looking down at his arm Sheldon looked at the fresh blood that poured out of his bite.

Amy kneeled by his side, "Sheldon," she said softly, "Sheldon."

"It's my fault," Sheldon gasped, his eyes bulging wide, staring straight up at the moon.

"What you talking about? Sheldon are you okay? Sheldon?"

"I should never have left that carcass outside are cabin, it was only going to attract hungry animals, how could I be so stupid?"

"That's not important, we got away, how are you feeling?"

Sheldon didn't reply, he just continued to stare up at the moon.

"Sheldon?" Amy asked worried, why wasn't he replying?

His eyes were staring blankly at the moon. "Sheldon, Sheldon we can't stay here, we've got to go we've got to go?"

Slowly Sheldon turned to face Amy. "Your right," he whispered, "we have to go." He slowly got back to his feet; he shook slightly upon standing up, but managed to steady himself. "Come on," he groaned as he slowly walked off into the night, Amy followed close behind. Both of them disappeared into the darkness, neither having any idea where they were going.

Howard and Bernadette stared at Leonard, trying to decide what to say after he told them what he had done. "You took the last of the rock salt and put it in front of the doors and windows?" Bernadette finally asked.

"Yes."

"Okay, why?"

Leonard stared at them, "don't you remember, Sheldon said that salt was once laid in the foundations of buildings because they believed it would keep demons out, well why shouldn't it do the same thing now?"

There was a pause as the others thought about what he said, "Okay you're probably right," she admitted.

"Now we are safe, the salt will stop the demons being able to enter here, so if they do arrive were be safe."

"And under siege again," Howard muttered.

Leonard was about to reply, when he suddenly noticed something. An envelope was lying on the floor by the door, one that hadn't been there a minute ago. Slowly he walked over and picked up the envelope. Turning back he opened it before walking back over to them.

"What is it?" Howard asked,

"A letter,"

"A letter?"

"One that's addressed to us,"

"But no one knows where here?"

"What does it say?" Bernadette quickly asked.

"Dear Leonard, Penny, Howard and Bernadette. Yes I know who you are, but you do not know me. Who I am? Not really important. What is I know about your struggles, I know you are on the run from the demons, as such I'm willing to offer you help and protection from Asmodeus and Mammon and there followers. If you have any interest in my services, come to this address. Come any time you like I'm a patient man. And Leonard I know that Penny is suffering from problems due to a recent return of supressed traumatic memories, I can help with that as well. I give you my word I will do all this letter promises, I swear in the name of my eternal master to do so. The address is: Wild VI, Fifty-Sixth Street, down Hobs lane and it's signed…Bilis?"

"Bilis? Who's Bilis?" Howard asked,

"And how does he know so much about what is happening?" Bernadette added. Leonard didn't reply all three of them were left there thinking the exact same thing.

Well I hope this wasn't the chapter that let you down. And I'll try and add the next chapter sooner than I did with this one. Hope you enjoyed it.

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