A/N- I really hate writer's block…. Sorry for not updating as often as I normally do! D':

Ellaina was working on packing up a small suitcase when she found an odd vial of back liquid at the foot of her bed. She had never seen this thing here before. Perhaps it belonged to Slendy…or the dead woman lying on her floor. She really needed to do something about that body. While it would make an interesting conversation starter, it stunk rather badly.

Still, this black vial was interesting to her. She had no idea what its contents could possibly be. She turned it over, making sure that the small cork stayed firmly in place. The liquid inside slowly moved to the other end of the vial. Judging by this slow movement, whatever was inside this thing was thick. It was likely not meant to be consumed, so what was it for? Ellaina gave it a quick shake, which caused no reaction. She should have known better than to be playing with chemicals, what with her college education, but she wanted to know just what this stuff was.

What are you doing? that so familiar voice rang loudly through her mind. The vial was snatched from her hand by a tendril while his own hands grabbed hers, looking for any sign whatsoever of that horrible liquid being on her. He found none thankfully. He sighed, turning away from her and took the vial in his hand, looking at the stuff. He had never truly seen this chemical; he had only felt it enter and ruin him. Didn't your mother ever teach you not to play with fire? Slendy asked her, his gaze still focused on the vial of black liquid.

"I never knew my mother," Ellaina replied, slowly coming to stand beside him to try and get another look at the odd, little vial. Clearly, the Slenderman knew what this stuff was. Perhaps he could explain it to her. She was always willing to learn. Still, the remark about her mother had stung a bit. Slendy was supposed to know all about the pasts of the people he followed. He should have been able to see what had happened to the woman. "My mother died when I was very little, three I think."

Forgive me, Slenderman replied. How could he have forgotten her history? With everything that had happened recently, it was hard to remember the time he had spent observing her, pulling knowledge from her to better be able to hunt her. Had he really planned on killing her just a short time ago? It didn't seem possible. He looked back to the chemical, destruction in a bottle. He could sense her thoughts. She wanted to know what this stuff was-to put it in her terms. It is…a chemical from a lab for…genetic testing. He laughed without emotion, his voice turning harsh. Just inject it into your spine, and you can be just like me, my Little One. Well, you can have these things anyway. A tendril ran its way around his arm, the end of it coming to rest at the end of the vial.

"I-I don't understand," Ellaina replied, looking from the black liquid and back to him.

He sighed with frustration, turning away from her. No, I would not expect you to. You are too innocent, my Ellaina. He knew that it wasn't right for him to act this way. He should be acting nice to her, especially if he planned on enacting his plan anytime soon. Slendy pocketed the vial, planning on destroying it later. He was not about to let anyone get their hands on it-being it for the person to suffer at the chemical's properties or for someone to make another suffer. He looked back at her, finding that she had gone back to her packing. Are you angry with me?

Ellaina sighed. "I'm not stupid, Slenderman. We humans are smarter than you think we are. You could try to tell me what that stuff is instead of just hiding it away. When will you ever trust me?" She stopped her packing to look back at him. She trusted her life to him, yet he could not trust her enough to tell her what some liquid in a bottle was? It didn't seem right. She turned back to packing.

It is not a matter of trust. He pulled the vial out once again, memories flashing through his mind as he looked into the depths of the inky liquid. Slowly, he came to stand beside her when he saw her struggling to close her suitcase. He held it down while she zipped it up, all the while being careful that the vial did not come close to her. He did not know what the effects of the liquid on skin could be, but he did not want to find out. When she sat down on the bed, Ellaina stared up at him as if expecting him to say something. She certainly could be persistent when she wanted to be. Slowly, he brought his hand to her face, covering it. Open your mind, and know what this chemical is capable of. Know that I will not harm you. I will end this when you tell me.

Ellaina nodded slowly, allowing her mind to be open for him-well, she thought she was being open to him. She really did not know anything about controlling who could get into her mind or not. It seemed like she had done the right thing as she was suddenly standing in an odd room, a cage in the center of it. There, inside, was the Slenderman, or was it? He didn't have the tendrils, and as long as she had known him, those had been there.

A man came to a set of controls. It was Slendy's father, wasn't it? The man looked younger and a bit out of his mind as he began to flip switches and turn knobs. A device about the cage caught her attention. This thing-she didn't know how to describe it-had so many of those vials connected to it. That liquid began to be pumped into the child, who began screaming in pain, but only she could hear his torment as the black liquid entered him. She ran to the side of the cage, wanting to stop this torment in some way. That blank face met her, that all too familiar face. This was…him. He was reliving the memory as a way to show her what the liquid was.

"You don't need to do this," she stated, her hand reaching through the cage to take his. She didn't want to see this. She didn't need to see anymore. The black liquid was used for torture. There, she had the answer she sought.

Slendy shook his head, opting to lay face down in the cage. This is far from o-over.

Ellaina thought that was the worst of it, the liquid pumping into his back, until those screams began once again, only this time they were filled with so much more agony. She managed to stay to witness two of the tendrils rip their way out of his back before she began to beg to be released from this-this vision of the past. She looked up at the Slenderman, whose hand had fallen back to his side. That chemical, the one she had been playing with, was responsible for causing him the worst pain he had ever known in his life. And now, he was holding it. It was no wonder that he was upset.

She was on her feet and without a thought, pulled him tight to herself. He had suffered so much pain in his life and from such a young age. Her mind did not want to process what he must have suffered growing up the way he did.

Would you be willing to go to Paris now, my Little Ellaina? Surely, Anne would be ready to go by now? Slenderman asked, holding her out at arm's length. He really wanted to get the focus off of himself. This vacation was supposed to be for all of them, or so he had told them. Really, he meant it for Ellaina in order to go ahead with his plan. The sooner they could get there, the better.

"You honestly think she would be ready to go by now? Slendy, you should know Anne better than that by now. I'm sure we could find something else to do while we wait, like watch a movie," Ellaina replied with a laugh. The very thought of Anne being ready to go to a different country so soon was quite amusing. The girl would likely spend the majority of the day trying to pack. And, if Totheark was there with her, there was no telling when she would get done.

Slendy pulled her close to him once again. Yes, I am sure we could find something to do, my sweet, Little One. May I finish what I started now? He did not wait for an answer as he closed what little distance was between them, kissing her. The tendrils trailed all over her body, finding small points which would make her sigh or gasp slightly. Her own hands slowly began to unbutton his suit coat and perfectly white shirt underneath it. She meant to go to remove the red tie only to manage to fall over something. Ellaina gasped, clutching at the tie. They effectively managed to land on her bed with him on top of her. Neither knew what to say, feeling nervous at the position they were in.

The bedroom door opened, revealing Totheark and Anne standing there, both carrying a suitcase and looking about ready to go. Both stopped to look at the scene before them. Ellaina merely stared at them with wide eyes over Slendy's shoulder. He slowly pulled himself up to his feet, turned to face them while straightening his clothing, and walked by them. He simply stated that it was time to go before he disappeared into the family room.

Ellaina quickly got to her feet, following after him and dragging her suitcase behind her. She was not going to let him get away with just walking away this time. She tried to keep her head high as Anne and Totheark followed behind her, only barely restraining their laughter. She found him sitting on the couch, acting quite innocent.

Oh, you are all ready to go now? Slendy asked, trying to distract Totheark and Anne. Surely the thought of going somewhere outside of America would be better for conversation than what they had walked in on? But, they hadn't walked in on anything. He was still innocent, and so was Ellaina. Nothing had happened.

Anne merely started laughing. "Oh, look who's acting like we're blind. I'm sure you and Ell will have lots of fun in Paris…"

"It is the city of loooove, you know, dad?" Totheark joked.

If you two do not stop with your joking-

"You'll what?" Anne questioned, smirking at him, knowing full well that he would never do anything to really harm them.

"He'll ground us," Totheark supplied, a wide smile coming across his face as Slendy glared at him. He laughed at the death glare. "Jeez, Slendy, if looks could kill, I'd be dead three times over."

Slendy looked at Ellaina, who was watching the scene with amusement written all over her face. He sighed. You aren't going to make them stop, are you?

"Nope. You get to deal with their jokes this time," Ellaina replied.

How about I take us to Paris now and you two stop with the jokes? He honestly could not understand why he was reasoning with them. He knew that he did nothing. Ellaina knew that nothing happened. He should be able to take their jokes and pay them no mind. Still, he didn't like it.

"He is such a party pooper," Totheark commented, picking up his suitcase once again, turning to face the two women. "He's always so serious."

"Why so serious, Slendy?" Ellaina and Anne asked in unison, coming to stand beside Totheark, bags in hand.

I am going to guess that phrase is something from one of your movies you humans like so very much, Slenderman stated while coming to join them, a tendril wrapping around each of their wrists. I suggest that you hold on. I can only hope you will all enjoy Paris.

They were gone from Ellaina's home, leaving no trace that they had even been there. Given a few days in France, perhaps Slendy's plan concerning Ellaina could work. He could only hope.

A/N- I made a Batman reference. Lolz. And I don't own Batman- Disclaimer, people! Anyways, you all got more fluff! Now, I am going to request your help again with plot. Don't worry, the story is almost over and your answer to this will finish the story. Pick a number: 1 or 2. My only hint is that one could be a happy ending or one could be a sad ending. Two could be a happy ending or a sad ending. I'm so evil. Don't worry, the positive/negative response you all gave me is going to come in very soon!