A/N: Remember what I said about Alan knowing that Eric was killing people? Yeah...and...well Tommy can't control himself when he drinks, go figure. Oh well, your reviews are amazing dolls~! And go check out 'Grim Reaper Dispatch Files' kittens~!

Alan winced and opened his mouth in a silent scream, clutching his chest and shuddering as the pain grew worse, blacking out the edges of his vision. He'd panicked earlier when he saw ugly dark thorn covered vines wrapping around his wrist and burning into his skin. He cringed and wiped the sweat from his forehead slowly, cracking an eye open when Erica pawed at his shoulder. She mewed quietly and cocked her head to the side, suddenly purring when she saw her master in such a frightening position. He groaned quietly and ripped open his shirt, stopping and going wide eyed when he saw the vines covering his entire arm and half of his chest. Erica mewed again and crawled over to his chest, gently pawing at the mass of vines that appeared over his heart.

"E-erica...? G-get E-eric...h-help him..." He clenched his eyes shut and let out another silent scream, tears flowing form his eyes. He hugged himself close and whimpered quietly, watching the cat run off before he passed out again.

"Thomas you really need to learn to control your drinking, you know that?" Alan sighed and pulled the taller brunette to his feet as they slipped into an alley. Thomas simply giggled and tried standing again, clinging to the wall. "See? You drink too much! You can't even stand!"

"nonsense...let's go see...the professor~! He'll be so happy to see us~!" Alan dragged him up and sighed, shaking his head.

"It's four in the morning, Tom. I doubt he'd be thrilled to see us at such a late hour..." Thomas stopped and giggled again, holding him tight and wrapping his arms around his waist, pulling them over to a wall.

"Well if professor won't enjoy having some company in his coffin...perhaps you'd be willing to take his place~?" Alan furrowed his eyebrows as Thomas pinned him to the wall and slid a leg between his. "Come on, Allie...I know you want it...and if Eric won't give it to you then I will~" He leaned in close and squeaked when Alan pushed him away, falling on the ground. "A-Alan~? What's wrong?"

"No Thomas. It's disgusting and wrong! Don't ever talk to me like that again, got it?" Thomas just sat there and stared up at him, swallowing hard and shoving up his glasses. He sniffed and stood up slowly, pulling him into a hug and nuzzling his neck.

"I'm sorry, Alan..."He sniffed a little and grinned when the smaller reaper held him. Whether it was the alcohol or just from his own personal dry spell, he shivered and nuzzled his neck gently, nipping it a little. He blinked when Alan tensed up and pushed him away and slapped him.

"Didn't you hear me, Tom? I told you not to do that!" Thomas held his cheek and bit his lip, looking at the ground and sniffling. Alan was about to continue lecturing him when he heard quiet talking not too far off.

"...I can help you...just close your eyes and trust me..." He blinked and looked in the direction of the voice, furrowing his eyebrows when it sounded like Eric.

"Stay here. I'll be back in a minute," Thomas continued to rub his bruised cheek and nodded, still apologising silently. He sniffed and watch the other brunette run off.

"...You swear I won't feel anything?"

"I promise, Miss," Alan stopped by the wall and listened to their conversation quietly, peeking over to look at the two and covering his mouth.

There was Eric, summoning his scythe and smiling a little when she turned around, closing her eyes. He ran a hand through his hair and slashed her quickly, shuddering a little and apologising quietly.

"I'm sorry...it's only to save him..." He swallowed and looked over his shoulder, freezing when he saw Alan and suddenly ran off. Alan blinked and watched him run, jumping when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Al?" the brunette jumped and looked over his shoulder.

"I...I don't feel so good..." He sniffed and fainted suddenly against Thomas.