Reba awoke to the feeling of someone watching her. Slowly she opened her eyes to see a pair of warm green ones smiling up at her. "Morning Narvel", she said, smiling. She stretched and sat up, snuggling into the blankets. "Thank you for letting me stay here last night"... She looked up and gazed at him, then gasped. "Your nose! It's purple and all swollen from when he punched you! Does it hurt? Ice, you need ice!" Reba leapt out of bed ready to run to the kitchen and grab some ice, but felt herself being pulled gently back. He smiled at her. "Kiss first?" Reba chuckled and kissed him tenderly before going for and returning with the bag of ice. He placed it on his nose then smiled sheepishly. "The way you say ice. It's cute." She grinned and thanked him, shaking her head with a giggle. "You're silly". "Narvel"...she began, tilting her head slightly as in thought. "I need... I need some fresh clothes. We have rehearsal with the band soon and my clothes are all wrinkled and I have yesterday's clothes on. I don't want them to think I...that I..." Narvel put a finger to her lips, stopping the flow of words. "You're cute when you stutter". Reba chuckled lightly and smiled. "Will you come with me to get them? My clothes I mean? I don't want to face him...not alone." Narvel nodded and took her hand. "I wouldn't let you go without me." Cautiously, he led her to her room, walking in first. Reba stopped short upon entering. Her closets and drawers were half bare, Charlie's things missing. It was as if he had never been there. Charlie himself was no where to be seen. He was gone.