A small hand takes mine and starts pulling me away from the scene of the accident. I'm so horrified all I can do is gape, make gasping noises, and let myself be hauled off. My brain starts trying to erase the memory of the blood; the look on his face too. I shut my eyes and don't even realize for several moments I'm inside of a building, sitting down on a metal fold-out chair, with a fleece blanket around my shoulders and a mug in my hand. "Drink. It's really good." A familiar voice says. I open my eyes and tighten my hands around the steaming cup. "Nate? Why did you take me away? He was dying!" I go from being in complete shock to steaming mad. "We left Beyond in critical condition and he might have needed us!" White curls shake as the head attached to them moves back and forth. "He's going to be fine. He always is." A pale finger reaches up and begins to twirl one of the strands. "You really should drink before you vomit. Mail did at first too."

I'm so confused and shaking from my rage that I actually do take a sip. Tea? Green tea? I take another quick sip because for some reason it soothes me. Big, child-like eyes assess me as they sit across from me on another metal chair. "This has happened before. More than five times." He tells me in a matter-of-fact way. He sighs, something I've never heard him do. His eyes close for a long time before they open to take me in. My head fills up and swells with ten different questions, but I blurt out the one that fights to the top and wins. "What is he?" Tumbles from my parted lips. A wide grin appears on a face that is nothing if it isn't cute. "A watcher." "You don't mean..." I trail off because I can't believe what I'm hearing. It can't be true. It can't be. "He's an alien?"

We sit and stare at each other. He doesn't answer, just nods. I put a hand over my face after I set my mug on the floor. I flash back suddenly to a time when I thought ghosts weren't real. I want to laugh at the person I used to be, but in a way I also want to warn him of everything to come. My eyebrows furrow in frustration and confusion, but I manage to pull myself together and force myself to look at Nate. "An alien. He's an alien. Why do you of all people know this?" Nate rolls his shoulders casually before he replies to me. "He told me when we met. We met because I am unfortunate enough to know when a family member is about to pass. It is a sixth sense of sorts. Beyond is a member of my family, but I don't know where he fits in. He dies so often that I decided to stick around and keep an eye on him. You see now how well that's going."

Nine questions start to come out once, but they're all silenced by a loud chuckle. "I sure as hell got you! Did you shed any tears for me?" Red eyes appear in front of my face and my first instinct is to claw them out because now I'm angrier than earlier. "You did it on purpose?!" He chuckles once more and I get up and start for the door. I'm done with ghosts, aliens, and whatever else is out there. He puts his hands on my shoulders and spins me around, forcing me to look into his eyes as he talks. "Hey, I'm sorry. I just wanted to see if you felt anything for me and that was the best thing I could think of to show you I'm not human." "You could have told me." I avert my gaze and hear little feet shuffling as they head out of the room.

He gives me a look that says I'm an idiot, it almost makes me want to make a face, but I wouldn't do something so childish. I opt for staring at him instead. "Yeah, I could have told you, because it would go so well, watch." He clears his throat and suddenly puts a palm flat against the wall beside my head, leaning in with a toothy grin as he winks at me. "Hey sexy, wanna get banged by one massive alien-" I'm blushing so hard by the time I get my hand over his mouth I feel like I'm going to burst into flames. "Enough. I get it." I manage to get out. He licks at my palm and I cringe and pull away, shaking it back and forth as if that's going to dry it. "You're crazy." I get out, but in no time at all it's countered by. "About you."

I don't have anything to say to that. Not right now and probably not ever. I cross my arms and look away as I debate what I'm going to say next. What do you even ask someone once you've found out they're somebody else? Finding out Beyond is an alien is like finding out that I wasn't born in Japan. Which I was. Born in Japan I mean. "Any questions?" He asks suddenly, shattering thoughts that were going nowhere. "Why do you keep dying?" Is the only one I can think of, so it just spills out. "Sometimes it happens because I'm trying to amuse myself and scare the shit out of people, other times I just piss people off so badly they kill me. I always come back in the end though, but even I can't tell you why. There must be something here I'm supposed to do."

Beyond got quiet after that and I had no more questions I could think of. We ended up leaving off on good terms when he walked me home, promising to buy groceries to replace the ones I lost. Nothing dramatic happened like a passionate kiss or a teary confession from me about how I want to be with him. It was actually pretty normal. He just left unlike every other time where he would try to find a way to stay.

I went to bed that night, mulling over the day and wondering what would happen to me next. I left my light on for an extra hour as I laid there, waiting to see if Lawliet would visit me. He didn't. Was he upset? And on another note. Had he known what Beyond was this entire time and that's why he couldn't help hating him? Now it seemed I had questions for him too.

As I turned onto my side and attempted to get a good night's sleep I found it was impossible. I would toss every five minutes, and every four I was sighing when I realized I wasn't already in dream world. I gave in after a little while and said into the air as softly as possible "Lawliet.". What appeared floating above me less than half a second later was the most horrific sight I had ever seen. One eye blinked at me because the other was gone. Blood oozed from so many open wounds I stopped counting. Bones poked out of what looked to be legs and two fell out of a rib cage and onto me in an illusion. I let out a scream that I never knew I had in me. This thing contorted above me with the saddest expression, then disappeared. What the hell had just happened?

Sorry that this update took as long as it did! I hope this chapter was at least worth the wait and you all enjoyed the surprises! XDDD I should have the next one out much sooner, so be looking forward to it.