Author's Note: Hi y'all! So, I was a little off on my predictations, but I'm going to continue this anyway. To any readers of House of Anubis: The Return, no I'm not giving up on it. It may go on temporary hiatus for this month though. THAT IS NOT OFFICIAL!

Fabian reached the gatehouse without seeing anyone. He slipped around to the back and entered through the cellar. He peeked outside the door and, not seeing anyone, carefully made his way upstairs. He crept into the organ room, looking around carefully.

"Hello Fabian," a voice came from behind him and Fabian gasped in fright hopping backwards as he spun to face Patricia. Immediately he was on alert.

"You," he cried. "Patricia, can you hear me?"

"Of course I can hear you, I'm not deaf," Patricia answered.

"No, not you Patricia, the real Patricia," Fabian explained. "I know you're under Frobisher's control, but you don't have to be. Stop this, help us defeat Frobisher, maybe turn him good again." Patricia laughed in his face. Any hope of reasoning with her was gone in seconds.

"You always were such a joker, Fabes," Patricia laughed. "Seriously, you think that'll happen? You put so much faith in people, you don't know what to do when they betray you. Like Nina, for example."

"No," Fabian said sharply. "No, Nina would never betray me, she never has."

"Oh hasn't she? Tell me, did you really believe what she said about the Osirian and the Chosen One not being together? It was so obvious that she was just trying to come up with an excuse that you wouldn't contradict. I mean, if she really cared for you, she would have tried to make this whole long distance relationship thing work. And it's not like we're all going to be in this school forever. You could go to America and be with her, or she could come here to England. But then, that thought has already crossed your mind hasn't it? You've agonized over that since last term, before you even knew you'd never see her again."

"Stop it!" Fabian screamed in anguish. He held his hands to his ears and was doubled over as if Patricia's words were physically as well as mentally torturing him. Tears fell down his cheeks, and it was all he could do to keep the anger off of his face. Patricia grinned at him. So close.

"Oh Fabian, I feel so sorry for you. And really, all you have is Eddie's word that Nina really wrote the letter. Did she? And was it of her own free will? Maybe sweet still is keeping her hidden somewhere, he looked pretty guilty when he told us she wasn't coming back."

Patricia looked down at Fabian, his face was hidden from her, but she knew it would reveal the anger which played across his soul. The secret door to upstairs opened, and Frobisher strode through the room, offering an approving smile to Patricia.

"Thank you, Patricia," he said, as he grabbed Fabian's arms and twisted them back. Fabian fought, but Frobisher's grip was a strong as stone. "Thank you so very much."

Eddie paced the length of the hall, while Alfie watched him. The two were waiting for Fabian, most the other students were either in class or in the break room, and they had the hall way to themselves.

"What do you think is taking him?" Eddie asked impatiently.

"I don't but I'm really beginning to worry," Alfie said. "What if Frombie got him, or worse, Patricia le Fey." Eddie glared at Alfie.

"Not helping," he snapped. There was the sound of a door slamming and KT ran in out of breath.

"KT!" both boys cried, and Eddie grabbed her arms trying to steady her.

"Breath, breath," he said. "Now tell me, where's Fabian?"

"I...don't...know," Kt gasped. "Haven't seen him. listen you guys, I know what you think, but it's not me, I'm not the traitor, it's..."

"Patricia, we know," Eddie finished. "But you have to tell us where Fabian is."

"Why would I know where Fabian is? I haven't seen him," KT said, confused.

"Didn't Fabian get you away from Patricia? When you both disappeared we assumed, you know... " Eddie explained.

"You assumed right, she tried to make me the next sinner, but I got away. Fabian had nothing to do with it though, I kicked her."

"You.. what? If you haven't seen Fabian then..." Eddie trailed off. all three of them immediately raced for the door. At that moment Mr. Sweet came out of his office stepping straight into the stampede. The three Sibunas skidded to a stop.

"Woah, there," Mr. Sweet said. "Now, none of you are skipping out on my science class are you?" They quickly shook there heads.

"No, Mr. Sweet of course not, it's just..." KT tried to come up with an excuse.

"Patricia," Eddie blurted out. "She um.. went to help Trudy with something, we were just going to get her."

"Ah yes," Mr. Sweet said knowingly. "I'm quite aware of Patricia's habit of losing track of time."

"I don't know what your taking about," a voice said from behind Mr. Sweet. Sweetie stepped back and let Patricia join Eddie, Alfie and KT. Patricia stepped toward them, grinning. Her eyes flashed red, and Alfie nearly fell flat on his rear scrambling back from her.

"Well, come on then, to class, to class," Mr. Sweet said, and he ushered them toward the classroom. Eddie stepped next to Patricia, and looked at her sadly.

"Patricia," he began.

"Forget it, Eddie," Patricia interrupted, hand raised. "The Patricia you knew, she's gone. She's not coming back. You don't like me this way? To bad, I feel more myself then I ever have."

"Where's Fabian?" Eddie demanded, stopping just outside the door. Patricia looked over her shoulder at him as she walked in.

"He's not your concern anymore."

Fabian banged on the door, shouting for someone, anyone to help. Kicking the door in frustration, he collapsed onto the floor. They'd locked him in this room because of something about souls only be taken at noon or midnight. Noon was long passed, so that night... well, he didn't relish finding out what would happen. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out Nina's letter. He carried it with him everywhere. It comforted him, holding a piece of her so close to him. he had memorized the whole thing ages ago, but holding it in his hands and rereading it, made him believe that there was no other way for things to be.

Now, a seed of doubt had been planted in his mind. Was it all real? the letter? What Nina said? he tried to fight it. But a fight against your mind is the hardest one of all to fight. It is a battle which many lose.

TBC