Merry Easter! Or Happy Sunday! Or I hope you get lots of cheap chocolate when the stores open tomorrow!

Alright, I wanna put out a little disclaimer here. Things are about to get a bit confusing. And childish in some ways. But, as always, I have a plan. I'll try and get another chapter up before next Sunday because I know this might be a cliffhanger y'all will want to hang me for... And I want to say I'm not particularly proud of this chapter. It's just... you know... So I apologise for it's blah-ness.

And we'll just pretend the shortness of this chapter makes up for the ridiculous length of the previous one...

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It was a good hour before anyone had the guts to venture upstairs and even then, Henry somehow roped them into going up as a group. Silently they climbed the stairs, trepidation swirling around them as they all tried not to catch each other's eye.

"I bet she's a screamer," Kate whispered to Henry, causing him to stop half way up the stairs, choking , it seemed, on air. With a wicked grin, Kate yanked on his arm, making the group move once more.

"Can you please not say that?" he whispered back. "I've known her since I was a kid." Kate chuckled before opening her mouth, only to shut it once more as they came to a stop at the top.

Loud voices were yelling in a mixture of several different languages. Listening carefully, Helen could hear the mix of German, French and Serbian in which Rose was making accusations but she was surprised to hear that the responses came only in Serbian. She'd heard them fight before but usually they stuck with English. Rose had only once previously began ranting in such a cataclysm of languages and that had been after a group of young children had been mercilessly killed when she and Helen had tried to intercept the shipment of young abnormals. And even then she'd only done it for a few minutes. She must be truly livid, Helen decided apprehensively. This night was going to get a whole lot longer.

And then, something odd happened. There was a tiny pause in Rose's diatribe before she switched to English.

"You have no right to even try and tell me what I can and cannot do with my life!" she bellowed at Nikola and everyone, now understanding her words flinched.

"And you have no right to come here, practically drag me to bed and then discard me for the first piece of eye candy you see!" Nikola yelled back.

"Oh, and pray tell, when, exactly did I discard you? I tried to talk to you all day and each time you've done nothing but rebuff me!" Rose screeched, slamming something against something else to produce a rather dull thunk.

"I was calling to you all night!" Nikola bellowed and it was obvious his seething anger from downstairs had turned into something darker. "You said nothing! Every time I tried to ask you what was wrong you blatantly ignored me in favour of acting like a harlot!"

"Don't even try and put this on me! I am no harlot as you well know!" Her words were biting, losing volume but gaining venom. "Keep your jealousy in check, Nikki," she added in a sneer.

"I am not jealous!" he roared at her, the significant increase in volume startling the unwilling listeners. She knew she ought to usher her team and John back down stairs but, at this point, Helen was transfixed. "But when you bed me, I expect you to keep your knees together for as long as you're in my presence. You know, at least try to pretend that you won't jump anything with a damned pulse!"

The sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed down the corridor but, before anyone had a chance to register such a noise, Rose began once more.

"You have no right to tell me what I can and can't do! You have no claim on me whatsoever, Nikola and you've made it painfully clear that you don't want one placed on yourself either!"

"So I really mean that little to you? You think of me as nothing more than a good screw and nothing more?" he questioned incredulously. "Of course I have a damn claim on you Rose! We have been friends and lovers for longer than most people live!"

"Please," she scoffed angrily. "I'm nothing more than a convenience for you! You can't claim to actually want me when I can hear that you don't!"

Nikola let out a loud growl which was quickly followed by the sound of wood snapping.

"Your twisted imagination is no excuse for your overt display downstairs!" he growled after a pause.

"It's not an excuse Nikola, I did as I please because I can and you have neither the want nor the means to stop me." Her words were little more than a disdainful sneer and Helen could picture the utter contempt that would be on the woman's face.

"Why this sudden streak of promiscuity?" Nikola questioned, his sneer matching hers. "Why now, after you spend every available minute screwing me against every available service do you decided to seduce another man in front of me? What the hell is the point of it?"

"Because it doesn't matter!" Rose burst out. "Because none of this, you and I, what we were, none of it damn well matters!"

"How can you say that?" Nikola bellowed, his voice reverberating through them all.

"BECAUSE YOU DON'T LOVE ME!" Rose screamed in agonizing reply, her voice thick with anger as it drowned out everything else.

And then there was silence.

Yeah, yeah... I know... Just stay with me :P