It grew darker outside, and the room plunged into the pitch black night. Katy and Liam's eyes had become accustomed to the darkness and they didn't need to ignite a candle. Kreacher had returned once, and brought some flasks of hot chocolate up to them, he seemed to have really taken a shine to Liam.

'Katy,' Liam started, then paused.

'Yeah?'

'Do you miss school?'

She thought about it. 'I suppose. But this is just so different that I can't really compare them,' She told him honestly. 'do you?'

'I don't know,' he sighed. 'I miss Quidditch and I miss my friends. I'm not sure if I miss school though, I mean I can play Quidditch and hang out with my mates any time I like. I don't need to be in Hogwarts to do it.' He explained. It wasn't that Liam didn't like his old school, because he did, he just couldn't understand it sometimes. At school it would have gone back to the way it used to be. Slytherin pretending they knew better than everyone else, Hufflepuff cowering away from them, Ravenclaw burying themselves in books and Gryffindor being total arse-holes. After the world was turned upside down by the Dark Lord last year, everything had changed. People who weren't supposed to get along had united to achieve something. Houses no longer bared any relevance to life, they didn't even register to people any more.

'Maybe you're right,' Katy muttered, tiredness catching up with her. 'but I guess you wouldn't have met all your friends if you hadn't been to Hogwarts in the first place.'

'Yeah,' Liam agreed quietly. He had a sudden thought. 'Katy, are you going to be alright with all this?'

'All what?'

'Snatching Potter and everything. I mean, you used to really like him…'

Katy stared at Liam. 'This is my job. I've never met Harry Potter. And I think I've only ever spoken to Ron Weasley once. I don't even know who Hermione Granger is! I'll be fine, Liam.' She assured him. But secretly, she knew she wouldn't be fine with it. She was trying to stop the only one who could put everything right! She was literally standing in the way of Good, and doing all the work for Evil.

'Although Liam,' Katy continued. 'I think we have to remember that we're supposed to remain in-partial. We're not actually Death Eaters.'

'I know,' Liam shot back quickly. 'I know that. It just so happens that we work for the people who are, though. It's not our fault, so don't feel guilty about it.'

Katy didn't reply, just put her head down on her pillow. She never used to have problem with what she did, but it was ever since the conversation she had with the portrait in Lupin's house before they snatched Tonks.

'Katy, don't be like that,' She felt Liam playing with her hair and turned to face him.

'Like what?' She asked moodily.

'Don't ignore me like that. You know it's not our fault, so please don't feel bad about it. You'll lose your focus and then we'll both be in the shit, okay?' He told her, the right amount of a care and harshness in his voice to convince her.

'Right.' She said finally.

'Good news. We'll set this place up tomorrow. Good night.' He turned his back to her and lay down again.

'Night, Liam.' Katy muttered, still unable to shake the guilt that was mounding up in the back of her mind.

The morning came around and Liam woke his partner up with a shake.

'Katy, come on,' He said softly. 'gotta put this place back ready for them.'

Katy moaned and opened her eyes. 'Alright, alright, I'm getting up.'

Together, Katy and Liam set everything back to how it was before; all the charms and curses. It didn't quite seem like enough though, once they'd made it through that they'd be fine. It was barely scary at all, especially for the three people who'd seen things far worse than death itself.

'We have to do something else.' Liam said suddenly, jumping up from his seat.

'Like what?' Katy asked, throwing her book onto the table.

'I don't know. Just something,' He thought about it and paced the kitchen. Katy went back to her book, he'd come up with nothing. He never did.

'Katy!' Liam exclaimed. Katy jumped and the book fell to the floor.

'What?' She hissed.

'I know what we can do!' He waited for her to ask what it was. All she did was continue to give him and angry stare. He continued, 'We have to make it look like the scene of something terrible, you know? Like a horror film or something. Really scare them.'

'Oh? And what do you think would scare the fearless Harry Potter?' Katy raised an eyebrow at her partner. Liam's smile fell as he realised he hadn't really come up with anything. He began pacing again as Katy picked her book up from the floor and continued reading. She'd barely read a page when Liam's fist pounded the table. Katy slammed the book shut.

'What now?' She snapped.

'I've got it!' Liam exclaimed happily.

Katy rolled her eyes. 'Go on then.' She didn't hold out much hope for this plan.

He sat down opposite her. 'He might not scare easily, right? But his friends sure do! I remember once at school when Draco was trying to play some prank on him to get back for something. In the end we managed to scare him more by messing with Weasley! So, we use that now! If we set all this up with Weasley and Granger's fear in mind, Potter will be completely messed up because his friends are!'

Katy thought about it for a moment. 'Alright, I'll admit that you might have something there.' She said finally.

'Brilliant. So, what can we do?'

'Depends what we have,' Katy replied, looking around the room for inspiration. 'I mean we've got a libraries worth of books lying around, and from what I heard Granger used to practically live in the library. So, we can have books flying at them all over the place… Oh! And we could leave on somewhere they'll pick it up and jinx it so that it's blank and it fills in with what they're doing, you know? So if Ron stands up the book says Ron Weasley stands up. That'd be scary right?'

'Excellent!' Liam leapt up. 'And then Weasley did all that with the chess pieces in first year as well, didn't he? So it could all be stuff relating to their first year, kinda creepy, right?'

'Yeah!' Katy leapt up and grabbed the first book she could find.

'What do we call it to make sure they pick it up?' Liam asked her, turning over the pages in thought.

'Well… it should have Harry Potter's name on it, for a start. He'll want to pick that up. But it needs something else, if it just has his name then he might suspect it's some kind of trap… which it is.'

Liam jumped onto the table and perched himself comfortably on the edge. 'What was that guy? The one who invented that stone that they got in first year? I can't remember his name…'

Katy thought hard, but no name came back to her. She'd been fairly interested in that when it happened, but she couldn't understand the books in the library when she tried to research it, it said something about the stone… she couldn't quite place who made it.

'Was he a philosopher? Or a sorcerer?' Liam took some guesses, having narrowed down the list of possible careers of the unknown inventor.

'I think it depends on your nationality.' Katy muttered, still trying to remember. 'We'll go with philosopher.' She took out her wand and tapped the front cover of the book, and the current text began to seep into the book, momentarily leaving it blank. It then filled itself with the new cover they had planned, and the words Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone etched themselves onto the hardback cover. Katy felt quite proud of her work, until she realised that she'd have to find the right charm to make the book record their every move.

'Don't happen to know the charm, do you?' She asked Liam hopefully. He shook his head slowly.

A grin appeared on his face. 'But I know who might.' He turned around and looked up the stairs. 'Kreacher!'

There was a snap as the house elf appeared before them and stooped to a low bow.

'Master Liam, Kreacher is at your service.'

'Thanks,' Liam said, not really certain how to cope with his new found house-elf. 'I was just wondering if you knew of a certain charm? Say, if we wanted to make this book,' he picked up the book, and watched Kreacher's face become confused as he read the title. 'record the every move of three people… how would we do that?'

Kreacher looked up at Liam, and threw a quick glance in Katy's direction. 'Kreacher has heard of this particular charm…' Kreacher mumbled. 'Kreacher cannot remember how to do it… but Kreacher knows where he has seen it before.'

'Where?' Liam asked, curiosity echoing in his voice.

'Master Sirius had it before… in his bedroom. Kreacher saw him tease Master Regulus with it. Kreacher can find the book that he learned it from, if that is what Master Liam wishes?' Kreacher offered.

Liam beamed at him. 'Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks, Kreacher.' In another snap Kreacher was gone, and rummaging was heard on the floor above them. Moments later Kreacher re-appeared, holding a dusty black book. He handed it to Liam.

'Kreacher has noted the page number; three-hundred and ninety four.'

'Thank you, Kreacher.' Liam thanked the elf, and he disapparated again.

Katy took the book gently from Liam and opened it to correct page. She read the page in a few minutes, and Liam waited patiently for her. Katy picked up her wand from the table and pointed it at the book once more. She quietly muttered the charm, as the book said it must be repeated as though it was a secret. Liam watched her in confusion. She took a quick shuffle backwards from the book.

'Did it work?' Liam whispered, like if he spoke too loudly the book might hear him.

'I don't know…' Katy replied, the same uncertainty in her voice.

'How do we tell?'

'We don't,' Katy answered. 'we just have to wait until they try it. I set a timer on it, because otherwise it would note our movements as well. We have to put it in the lounge by five, after that no one goes in there. It starts when the next people enter that room.' Katy explained, watching the smile appear on Liam's face. She started to regret agreeing to do this. They were Snatchers, they don't play twisted practical jokes on their targets.

'So what did you have in mind about the chess?' Katy asked him, inwardly begging it was just an idea and he didn't actually have a way to do it.

'Well,' Liam smirked. 'I saw a chess board in one of the rooms upstairs. I'm thinking, if we get the Executioner-'

'Executioner? I'm sorry, Liam, I don't play chess. What's the Executioner?'

Liam rolled his eyes. 'You know all the little pieces? Well, the Executioner is the one who smashes them up when they make a wrong move, y'know?'

'Oh!' Katy remembered now. 'The one that stabbed the horse that Ron was on in their first year?'

'What is it with you and the tales of Harry Potter?' Liam snapped suddenly. Katy remained silent, not scared in the slightest. She simply looked at Liam.

He took a deep breath. 'I'm sorry.'

'Thank you,' Katy continued. 'Now, you were saying about the Executioner?'

'Yes. I was thinking, that if I enchant the Executioner, so it follows Weasley wherever he goes. Subtly, so that when he turns around it's on a shelf near him, or behind him on the floor. You get me?' Liam told her, that familiar smirk re-appearing on his lips.

'Right,' Katy smiled back at him, but it was entirely false. 'okay, well, you go get the chess piece and we'll set up.'

Liam jogged up the stairs and to one of the bedrooms upstairs. He couldn't remember which one he'd seen it in at first, but when he walked into the wrong one, he knew about it. This room was the exact opposite of the one he'd seen previously. This room had Gryffindor banners hanging off the walls, posters of motorbikes… girls. Liam couldn't help but smile to himself. They weren't normal posters though, they didn't move. The girls in bikinis stayed perfectly still, lost in their poses, nothing but a glassy look behind their eyes. Liam wanted to retreat from the room, but there was something compelling him to stay. He took a walk over to the other side, where a dusty looking window sat, waiting for him to pull back the aging red curtains. He did just that, allowing a dim light to eerily fill the room. He glanced out onto the street below him. It seemed like a lifetime ago that they'd been thrown onto that street after chasing Harry Potter and his friends out of the Ministry. He hadn't really taken in what he saw in the street until he took a second glance.

'Katy!' He was yelling and he hadn't even realised it. He saw two cloaked figures in the street, and instantly recognised them as Death Eaters. Katy was behind him in a flash, and joined him at the window.

'Shit, what are they doing here?' She mumbled angrily. 'If there's anything that'll stop Harry Potter coming here, it's Death Eaters.'

'What do we do?' Liam whispered, almost afraid that they might here.

'Depends who they are…' Katy muttered, her voice trailing away when the Death Eaters turned around. One of them Katy recognised instantly as Draco Malfoy, and a sudden hatred began to bubble inside her. However, Draco would be easy to manipulate. The other person she didn't recognise, but judging by the expression on Liam's face; he did.

'Fuck…' was about all he could say.

'What? Who is that?'

He swallowed hard. 'That's Lestrange.'

'What?'

'Her husband. That's Bellatrix's husband.'

'She's married?'

'Yes. But that's not the point. He's a fucking livewire, even more than his wife,' Liam's voice was literally shaking as he tried to string together a sentence. 'he's quick, he's smart… he's vicious.'

'It sounds like you've had dealings with him before…'

Liam shook his head. 'No. But I know about him. He… he tried to kill my brother. Y'know, before he went crazy and… and…' Liam's voice was barely audible anymore. Katy slipped her arm around her friend.

Liam's brother had killed himself two years ago. He was three years older than Liam, and he'd always been Liam's idol. The one person he always looked up to. But then he got involved with Death Eaters, and Liam's world suddenly became a more difficult place to live. He couldn't make his mind up whether he ought to be proud or ashamed of his brother; Nick. Liam was fifteen when this happened, and being in Slytherin he found it all very confusing what to make of the revelation of what his brother had done. Nick had joined up for unknown reasons, but Liam's parents were happy about it. They were proud of their son, and they'd even expressed that they wanted Liam to follow in his footsteps. Liam would smile and nod along to keep them pleased, but he was so gut-wrenchingly worried about Nick. He read the Prophet every day, and started backwards; with Deaths, just to check if Nick's name was listed.

Liam had never fully opened up to Katy about what happened to Nick, all she knew was that he killed himself. And that was all there was to know.

'Liam,' She whispered to him, her arm wrapped around him and her lips almost touching his ear. 'what happened to Nick?'

Liam turned away from the window and slid down the wall to sit on the floor. Katy copied him and slipped her hand through his to comfort him.

'Nick was a Death Eater,' Liam began. 'I was fifteen, and he'd been a Death Eater for about four months when the Order of the Phoenix decided to take a trip to the Department of Mysteries, after You-Know-Who brought Potter and his friends there. Nick went with them, and… he messed up. He had the Prophecy in his hand… he was holding it… then something happened, he slipped, he was pushed… he dropped it… it fell, anyway. The prophecy smashed,' Liam shut his eyes tightly to stop himself crying.

'It's okay,' Katy whispered. 'it's alright.'

Liam took a deep breath and nodded. 'He came home after and he told dad what had happened… that it was his fault. Nick was in trouble then, he knew that there were no second chances for people who fucked up on duty. He said… "that privilege is only for Malfoys, and his patience is wearing thin for them, too." I heard him telling dad that. But it never got to second chances after that. The next night, I was in bed upstairs, when I heard a noise downstairs. My parents were out, so it was just me and Nick. He'd been downstairs, reading, I think. But then I heard shouts, and that's when I left my room. I crept onto the landing and looked down, I didn't want to make any noise… but I wanted to shout at him to stop… and it was him. It was Lestrange. He was torturing Nick, I could… I could hear him screaming…' tears began to well in Liam's eyes, and started to seep down his face. 'Lestrange wouldn't stop. He kept telling Nick how bad he'd screwed up, and then my parents came back. The door opened and with a flash Lestrange was gone. I was… I was stuck to the spot, I couldn't move. I desperately wanted to help Nick, he was so still, helpless. But I couldn't do it.

'He was never the same after that. He was different, he didn't speak to anyone. Just read books and ate occasionally. He didn't go anywhere, didn't write to anyone, just kept to himself. Which was strange for Nick. Then on the day… it happened, he got a letter. Just the one letter. He took it to his room and then by six o'clock he… he had… he was…' Liam paused. 'He was dead. He killed himself and destroyed all the evidence. He left a note for dad, it explained it all. He destroyed his own body and in the process destroyed himself. He did it because he didn't want them to kill him first, he didn't want to… he didn't want to put me to shame by having his murder splashed across the Prophet and be listed as a Death Eater. He wanted my life to be better.' Liam ran his hand forcefully across his face to brush away the tears.

Katy kissed his cheek. 'It's alright, Liam. It's okay. He did make your life better. No one at school knew a thing about him, he did what he told you he wanted to do.' She whispered. Liam nodded strongly and squeezed her hand.

There was a bang from downstairs. It made both of them jump, but they knew instantly what it was, and it was not Harry Potter. How had they got in? Katy was sure they were well hidden from everyone! Liam already had his wand drawn and was on his feet, a raging fire burning in his eyes. He wanted revenge, and he wanted it now.

'It's him, Katy.' Liam told her quietly. 'It's him. He's mine. You take Malfoy.'

'Liam, are you sure-'

'I'm sure.' He interrupted. Katy had no choice but to follow him out of the room. Liam saw the intruders straight away, in the hallway. It was the two Death Eaters from outside; Lestrange and Malfoy. Liam silently made his way down the stairs, and Katy set up a position over the landing, her wand aimed directly at Lestrange's head.

'Stupefy!' Liam's voice echoed through the unsuspecting silence. His spell hit Lestrange in the chest, forcing him backwards. Malfoy spun around, suddenly disorientated by the ambush. His eyes suddenly clocked Katy. She wanted to fire at him, but she had to keep her wand on Lestrange as he struggled to get to his feet. He was too dangerous to leave Liam alone with him.

'Draco! Get the girl!' Lestrange barked, springing from the ground and firing a spell at Liam, it hit the wall behind him. Suddenly curtains flew open in the hallway and a high-pitched screaming issued.

'Fight! There's a fight in my house!' A shrill voice shrieked. Katy didn't get a chance to hear what else the voice had to say, as Draco Malfoy appeared in front of her, a dark smirk engraved onto his smug face. Katy had no choice but to turn her attention to him and hope that Liam could hold his own. Malfoy had his wand raised and pointed to Katy, and a menacing look on his face that told her he had every intent to use it.

'Back down, Katy. You work for me, remember?'

Katy smiled back at him. 'I don't work for you specifically… remember? I work for people you know.'

His smile hardened and his eyes glared at her. She'd caught him out on a technicality, and something he'd only said to try and get on her good side. He'd changed his mind about her since then, and he had other means to getting his own way.

'In that case, you'll go by force.' He told her.

'Go where? I'm doing my job.'

'As am I,' He replied smoothly. 'but if you don't back up into that room behind you, I'm going to have to force you there.'

Katy shook her head. 'Go on then. Give it your best shot.' She stole a glance downstairs. Liam was on the floor, but quickly picking himself up. She'd heard numerous curses being fired and various smashing sounds as they ricocheted off vases and pictures. She turned back to Malfoy.

'Stu-'

'Expelliarmus!' he was quicker, and caught her wand as it flew from her grasp. Katy didn't give up, just because she had no wand, it didn't mean she couldn't fight. She made a dive for Malfoy, and her fist impacted his jaw with a pounding force. He pushed her off him, one hand clutching his jaw.

'Bitch,' He muttered. 'Flipendo!'

Katy was thrown backwards into the bedroom behind her, landing painfully on the hard wood floor. She was back on her feet in a flash, but it did no good. Malfoy was already inside the room, and the door quietly shut behind him, locking itself after him. Katy didn't like the look she was being given, and she hoped he wasn't going to attempt what she feared he would.

He was walking towards her, a horrible smile on his face. Katy instinctively backed away from him, not even sure where she was going. She felt her back touch the wall and she realised he had her backed into a corner. He stepped directly in front of her and ran his hand through her hair.

'I wouldn't try that if I was you,' Katy warned him. 'I'm stronger than you think.'

He smirked. 'I know that, but you're not fighting me, are you?' He said quietly, his hand tracing her neck.

She leant closer to him. 'I will be if you continue.' She whispered. Katy felt his hand make its way down her back, but it was when she felt his skin touch hers under her shirt that she flipped out. Without any warning to him, she kicked him hard in the stomach, launching him backwards, doubling over in pain. This gave Katy the time to leap forwards and drop him to the ground, grab his hands and pull them behind his back. She took her wand back out of his pocket, tempted to grab his while she was there.

She bent over him and whispered in his ear.

'You should have known better than to mess with Snatchers,' She told him. 'and especially not to mess with me.' She pulled his arms tighter behind his back and he let out a small cry of pain.

'I get it! I shouldn't have tried that with you! Katy, just let me go!' He moaned, trying to free himself. She wouldn't let him.

'You shouldn't have tried it with anyone,' She said, slightly loosening her grip. 'However, if I let you go, what are you going to do?'

'Leave,' He replied quickly.

He didn't have a chance to say what else he would do, as they both heard to door unlocking and footsteps on the floor.

'I've always hated Snatchers.' Came the voice behind them. Katy didn't have to turn around to know this was Lestrange. She wasn't sure what to do, fight him or keep Malfoy under control. She quickly aimed her wand at Draco's back.

'Sorry,' She muttered. 'Petrificus Totalus.' And Draco froze in the exact position she left him. She got up and spun around, her wand pointed at Lestrange. He was an odd looking man to say the least, but close up he just seemed terrifying. There was a sizable scar on his right eye, and it didn't appear to be in working condition, it looked silvery.

'Wonder why your lot keep employing us then.' Katy replied smoothly. He smiled at her unkindly.

'Yes, that is a wonder indeed. It seems my wife takes quite a shine to you and your… partner.'

'Then it would be a shame to upset her by killing us, wouldn't it?'

He laughed darkly. 'Upset her? Bellatrix doesn't get upset, she just gets angry. And sometimes,' He leant a little closer to Katy. 'that's a good thing.'

Katy stayed perfectly still, not wanting to show any fear. He didn't deserve to know that he scared her.

'Where's Liam?' She asked strongly.

'Don't worry about precious little Liam. He's a big boy, he can take care of himself… well, he thought he could.'

'Stupefy!' Katy yelled, blasting Lestrange into the wall. He quickly got up off the floor.

Without any warning he shouted back; 'Crucio!'

Katy fell to the floor, a sudden intense pain coursing through her. It felt like a rope was trying to force its way through her veins, burning her as it tried to squeeze through the small spaces. The invisible rope began to entwine itself around her heart, pulling tighter and tighter as Katy screamed out, trying to catch some air. Suddenly it stopped leaving Katy gasping for air on the floor, unable to lift her head she was that weak.

Liam stood in the doorway, looking like a hero, holding Lestrange's wand, having non-verbally disarmed him.

'Petrificus Totalus.' Liam said, and Lestrange dropped to the floor.

Liam was beside Katy in seconds, his arms both around her, gently lifting her off the floor.

'Are you alright?' He asked her, carefully moving her hair out of her face. She nodded, just about able to speak.

'Yeah,' She breathed. 'What do we do with them?' She glanced down at the two unconscious figures.

'I dunno…' Liam muttered. 'we can't just let them go, they'll bring reinforcements, and we won't get paid if we don't catch them ourselves.'

'Right…' Katy replied slowly. 'So we wipe their memories?'

'Okay. But how do we get them out of here? We can't put them back on the street, how's it going to look carrying two bodies out of a house that doesn't exist to Muggles?'

'I know a way.' Katy said quietly. 'But it's tricky, and I've never tried it before… it might not work.'

'We'll try it,' Liam agreed. 'You ever done a memory charm before?'

Katy shook her head. 'You?'

'No,' He replied. 'but you've always been better at that sort of thing.'

Katy swallowed. 'Okay.' She took a step closer to Lestrange, her wand shaking as she aimed it at his head. His eyes showed no fear, and she was fully aware he could hear every word they were saying. 'Obliviate.' A silver trail emitted from her wand and flew around Lestrange's head, and his eyes turned white.

'Did it work?' Liam asked.

'I think so…' Katy answered, taking a few steps away from Lestrange, then turning to Malfoy. She couldn't see his eyes, and she was glad of it. She felt a sudden wave of sympathy sweep over her. She knew Draco had no choice as to what he was doing, but he was responsible for his actions against Katy. She knelt down next to him.

'I'm so sorry,' She whispered so Liam couldn't hear her. 'Obliviate.' The same silver lace issued from her wand and Draco's eyes went cold and white.

'Okay, how do we get them out of here?' Liam asked her as she looked up at him from the floor.

'It's risky, Liam. It's called forced apparation. You have to concentrate twice as hard as normal apparation, because you don't want to go there yourself, you're only making someone else go there. It should be easier because they can't think at the moment, so they won't be able to fight back. But it'll still be difficult.'

Liam was staring at Lestrange while Katy explained. 'I'll do it.' He said finally.

'Are you sure you want to try this?'

'Yes.' He said quickly, kneeling to the floor. 'What do I do?'

Katy sighed. She hoped Liam had the skill and determination to do this, if he did it wrong it could take part of him away with Lestrange. 'Place both your hands on his shoulders. Look him in the eyes. Then imagine him being back out on that street… please be careful Liam.'

But Liam was already in place, staring with all the hatred and determination he could muster. There was a snap and Lestrange was gone. Liam stared down at himself. He grinned back at Katy.

'I'm still here.' He beamed.

'Sure you're not missing anything?' Katy asked him, just in case.

'Positive.' He winked at her. Katy rolled her eyes.

Katy placed her hands on Draco's shoulders and positioned herself so she could look him in the eyes. She felt tears suddenly brimming in her eyes. She shook her head slightly and regained concentration. She pictured him on the street once more, held her focus… snap. Draco vanished, too.

Katy got up and looked at herself just as Liam had done. Then smiled. She was fine. Liam joined her and they looked out of the window.

'What now?' he asked her, as they saw Draco and Lestrange just lying in the street.

'We reverse the charms.'

'But won't they just remember being here?'

Katy shook her head. 'I'll wipe out the last half hour. But we have to duck the second it bring their memories back, douse all the lights. Otherwise, if they spot us we'll be going around in circles.' She explained. Liam snapped his fingers and the whole house plunged into darkness. Liam slid down the wall and out of sight of the window. Katy shut her eyes to concentrate and whispered the counter charm. She just caught a glimpse of them coming back to motion before she ducked out of sight and joined Liam on the floor. They spent the next hour like this, and gradually Katy fell asleep on Liam's shoulder. Liam's mind was elsewhere. With his brother.