He stormed in through the door, only to see that Cassie wasn't there. The noise from the street was still very loud, and Mitchell doubted that if she was still somewhere in the room, she would have been able to hear him enter.

"Cassie?!" He called out.

No reply. No, no, no, I shouldn't have left her her alone, he thought. Now he felt like he was the one panicking.

"Cassie, if you're here, answer me!" he yelled.

"In here.." she said quietly.

Her voice was coming from the bathroom. As Mitchell approached the door, he could suddenly here the water was on.

"Is it OK, if I come in?" Mitchell asked, through the door.

"Yes.." she said, in a very sad tone.

He opened the door slowly. As he looked into the mirror he saw Cassies reflection; she was sitting on the floor, in the shower, fully dressed, with her hands covering her ears.

As Mitchell approached the shower, she looked up briefly, only to cover her face with her hands instead of her ears. Mitchell stuck his hand under the water; it was ice cold. He turned on the hot water and sat down beside her, putting his arm around her.

"They won't stop.." she moaned, "the voices.. I thought they had begun to disappear, but then all those people gathered on the street, and the voices came back..."

Mitchell didn't say anything, he just looked at her and listened.

"I can't take it any more!" she exclaimed, "it's too much!"

Mitchell shushed her. She put her head on his shoulder, and tried to calm down. Mitchell didn't know what to say. He moved his hand to her face, and put her hair gently behind her ear. Suddenly a thought stroke him; if there's such things as vampires, werewolves and ghosts, why couldn't there be mind readers? Seers? Witches? Just because he had never met one, didn't mean they didn't exist, did it?

"Cassie, I just had a thought!" Mitchell burst out, without taking her fragile state into consideration, "we need to go to the library!"

"No! I'm not going anywhere.." she sobbed.

"Well, I'm not leaving you here alone.." he said, "I just made that mistake, I sure ain't gonna do it again!"

Then another thought came to him; Annie.

"I'll just go and use the phone.. be right back" he said while getting up.

On the table was his cellphone. He called the house and, as expected, Annie answered. He told her that she'd have to go to the library for him, and find some books on seers, witches, mind readers, and anything remotely connected to hearing other peoples thoughts, and bring them to him at the hotel along with some clothes for him, and some of Annie's old clothes. Annie didn't understand a thing, but she accepted.

Mitchell threw the phone on the bed, and went back into the bathroom. He turned off the water and bend down, to almost the same height as Cassie. He used his hand to gently push her head up, so she was facing him.

"Please, come out of the shower, I don't want you to get ill," he said and smiled at her.

She nodded and Mitchell reached out for her hands, to help her get up. Cassie stayed in the bathroom for a bit; to get off all the wet clothes. Then she rapped a towel around her, and went into the room. She sad on the bed. Mitchell could tell she was freezing, and put a cover around her.

"Thank you," she whispered and smiled at him.

He sat down beside her. She leaned towards him – is she going for a kiss? Mitchell thought. He didn't really know what to do – lean too? Say no? He felt a bit uncomfortable, though he really liked her. Okay, I'll go for it, he thought, but before he had even begun to lean in himself, she had put her head on his shoulder, just like she had done it in the shower. Mitchell smiled. What was I thinking? I shouldn't be getting involved with anyone.. it's just gonna end up like it did with Lauren, he thought.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Mitchell got up and opened; it was Annie.

"Mitchell, what's going on?" Annie exclaimed, "We've been worried to death."

Mitchell lifted one of his brows: "To death?"

"Well.. not death exactly.." Annie said, "argh.. you know what I mean!"

"Then why didn't you just call my cell phone?" He asked confused.

"Well, you never pick up, do you?" Annie snapped.

"Oh..." Mitchell said, "ehm.. won't happen again?"

Annie made a silly face; she knew perfectly well that he'd keep on ignoring the phone. She looked in the room and saw Cassie sitting on the bed, and quickly moved her eyes back on Mitchell.

"What? Wha.. ho.. whe.." she couldn't find the words, "who is she?"

"I'll explain later.." Mitchell replied, and grabbed the bag from Annie's hand, "thanks!"

He closed the door, turned around and leaned against it, and then exhaled. Cassie looked at him:

"So.. your girlfriend?" She asked with a hint of disappointment in her voice.

He looked at her: "Annie? God, no! She's one of my flatmates."

Cassie smiled, but didn't say anything. Mitchell threw the bag to her.

"There! You should be able to fit in to some of Annie's clothes," he said with a grin.

"Mitchell, I.." she began, "I.."

"Yeah?"

"I don't know how to thank you.." she said – Mitchell noticed her eyes were tearing up again; "I honestly don't know, what I would have done, if you hadn't found me in the park.."

"Don't say that." Mitchell said, "you're a survivor – a bit of schizophrenia wouldn't knock you out!"

Cassie smiled at what he said, but the smile fated very quickly.

Holy canoly! The chapters just gets longer and longer - that isn't a choice I've made, it just happens :P

Anywhooo... I don't really know what to think of this? Good? Bad? I guess I'm stuck in the middle - the bad part being that I don't think the text is flowing =/ ...I reallt need to learn to make it flow better.. that said; I actually like what is happening in the scene; I find the *thing* in the bathroom very cute x)

Right now I'm considering who to use for Cassie, in case I'd decide to make a trailer/video thingy for this fanfic =)

Also; I had NO idea, what so ever, of what to call this chapter - so I ended up naming it after the song ("Shattered" by Trading Yesterday) I was listening to, when renaming the file - and I actually think it fits the chapter =)