The sun was too bright as it came through the window and covered Nadia's body. I miss Michigan…she groaned in her head, Frickin sun. She mashed her pillow over her face and tried to get back to sleep but she was starting to feel the uncomfortable heat on her legs and she forced herself out of bed. She could hear Andrea in the kitchen and she took her time getting ready; hoping Andrea would leave before she couldn't stall any longer. Then she realized it was the weekend and Andrea wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon. Fantastic. Maybe she forgot what happened last night… She threw her hair into a clip and slipped on some jersey shorts and a tank top before taking a deep breath and stepping into the hallway.

Andrea paused pouring cereal into a bowl and glanced up at Nadia. "Morning," her tone told Nadia that she wasn't lucky enough to get her wish. Andrea sat at the island and stared at her bowl while Nadia grabbed a juice from the fridge. Neither of them wanted to be the one to bring the topic up; so they sat in silence for a long time.

Nadia knew Andrea would be the one to cave, so she waited. It didn't take long. "So are you going to tell me what all that was about last night?" She stared at the side of Nadia's face and waited for her to turn and face her.

Nadia continued to flip the juice bottle lid between her fingers, "There isn't anything to tell. I was walking home, the cops came to an alley a little ways from where I was, it started to rain, you called, I came right here."

Andrea huffed, "That's it?" Nadia shrugged and Andrea continued, "You expect me to believe that all that weirdness, awkwardness was just the rain?"

"What weirdness?" Nadia asked defensively.

"What weirdness? Gee, I don't know. Maybe the whole you talking to me but saying that you weren't talking to me. Or you almost falling on your face when I asked about the cops…" She continued to stare at Nadia, "By the way, I watched the news this morning. That wasn't any overdosed drug dealer."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Two men were found dead. Two men who just so happened to have been wanted for a string of rapes in the area…"

Nadia concentrated on screwing the top on her juice, "Sounds like someone did the city a favor." She slipped off the stool and headed back to the bedroom.

"That's what I was thinking," she stared at Nadia's back.

In that second, Nadia was positive that Andrea knew what had happened. She paused, "You don't mean that," and she walked back in the room and closed the door.

Nadia was in the middle of packing her things when Andrea knocked softly on the door. She debated whether or not she wanted her to know that she was planning on leaving that night. "Can I come in?" Andrea hesitantly asked.

Nadia dropped the bag on the floor beside her bed but made no effort to hide it, "Sure."

Andrea cautiously poked her head in the room before stepping inside. "Hey."

"Hey," Nadia sat on the bed and stared at Andrea, waiting for her to continue.

"Um," she slid her toes back and forth on the carpet, "What happened?"

Nadia looked away and didn't answer for a long time. "They attacked me and…tried to knock me unconscious and I fought back." She looked up at Andrea, analyzing her reaction. Andrea looked like she didn't understand as she sat down on the edge of the bed. "There's more…"

Andrea watched her with questioning eyes, "What is it?"

Nadia took a deep breath and blew it through her lips before she continued. "You know how people can be possessed, right?" Andrea nodded, "Well sometimes if the person is strong enough, they are awake for some of it. If they're really strong then they may even be able to break through for short spurts." She paused and thought about how she was going to continue. "I am sort of like that…but in reverse…" she was afraid to look at Andrea.

"I…don't understand," Andrea said.

Nadia sighed, "Keep in mind that you already found out that I am half demon and you took that pretty well…" Andrea smiled, and Nadia continued, "I have a voice in my head," she cringed, waiting for the accusations.

"Okay…explain."

She decided it was better to just let the words rush out of her mouth. "Her name is Aidan and she is in my head. She's like my other half; my evil twin," she laughed at herself. "She kind of took over the other night when I…we got attacked. I let her—even knowing what she would do—I didn't stop her."

"She took over?" Nadia could hear the struggle Andrea was having in keeping her words from sounding critical.

"We sort of have an agreement. I mean I would rather she didn't exist and she would rather I didn't exist; but we do. So, she wants to take over when I am working on the task and I take over the rest of the time."

I never agreed to that, Aidan snapped.

Nadia rolled her eyes upwards and sighed, that's all I'm offering. Take it or leave it. She could feel Aidan fuming in her head and tried to ignore it. Andrea gave her an odd look, "Sorry. She didn't agree with what I said."

"She…as in Aidan, your inner demon?"

Nadia burst out laughing and couldn't stop, soon Andrea was laughing too. Tears were running down their faces by the time they were finally able to stop. "I guess I just had so many inner demons that they literally manifested."

Andrea sighed, "It isn't fair. How much are you expected to handle?"

Nadia was surprised; she had never heard Andrea talk like this before. Nadia was about to say something when her phone rang. She jumped, grabbed her pocket and breathed a calming sigh. She glanced apologetically at Andrea and pulled the phone from her pocket. She looked at the screen but it was blank and she realized the ringing wasn't coming from the phone in her hand. She looked at Andrea, who took hers out and shook her head; it wasn't hers either. It rang again and Nadia realized where it was coming from. She reached over the side of the bed and dug into one of the bag's pocket until she felt the familiar shape of her old cell.

Before she could get the signal to open the phone to her arm; Aidan beat her to it. She couldn't even comprehend what had happened until the pieces that used to be her cell phone scattered over the floor. "No!" she stared at the wall where the phone had hit, stunned.

"Nadia, what did you do that for?" Andrea asked in surprise. Nadia didn't respond and it all clicked in Andrea's head, "Aidan?"

Nadia still didn't respond, she just continued staring in disbelief. What did you do that for!?

You need to let it go! Torturing yourself, and me by the way, is not going to help anyone.

I don't have to do this and be completely cut off!

Isn't that exactly what you were planning on doing to begin with?

Because I didn't think he would want to talk to me. But he does.

I guarantee he didn't leave a voicemail and he was never planning on actually talking to you at all. He would have hung up as soon as you answered and then you would have been wallowing all over again!

What do you care?

What don't you seem to get about 'I feel what you feel?' Only you feel it because you want to hold on to him and I can't stand him. How would you feel if I shocked you every time I thought about…I don't know…something evil?

I hate you!

Ditto! But I will take that deal. For now.

You've got balls... Aidan knew Nadia was thinking about it and waited for an answer, Fine. You kill and leave me the hell alone the rest of the time!

Deal.

Andrea was watching Nadia's face and saw the ferocity of her side of the internal battle. It was like watching an actor act out a fight where he couldn't move his mouth at all; it was weird and fascinating.

Nadia finally broke the silence with an angry and frustrated growl at the ceiling. After closing her eyes and calming herself down, she turned to Andrea, "Sorry about that. You must really think I'm a freak show."

Andrea opened her mouth, "It was…" she struggled for the right words "…different." Nadia chuckled and Andrea continued, still a bit dazed and confused. "I mean, I have argued with myself about certain decisions before…that just must be more…" She let out a huff of surrender, "So an evil twin, huh?"

Nadia smirked, "Yeah…if you take that twin and put her in my brain. Then you pretty much get the idea."

"So can she hear like, all your thoughts?"

Unfortunately, Aidan interjected. "Pretty much, yeah," she took a deep breath, "that can get uncomfortable at times." Aidan disgustedly thought about Nadia's more intimate memories of Dean; while Nadia thought back to what Aidan flashed in front of her last night and shivered.

"That must suck!" Andrea said.

"You have no idea. But at least she can't tell anyone."

I could; but like I'd want to. Nadia rolled her eyes at the voice in her head.

Andrea's face suddenly turned grim and she stared at the carpet, "Will they find out it was you?"

Nadia didn't need her to elaborate any further, "I don't think so. I mean Aidan was pretty thorough. She was…born…to do that. I think I will start wearing gloves from now on though. I mean, my prints aren't in the system or anything; but after this year, I don't want to have to worry about everything I touch."

"You think you can do it," Andrea looked up at her.

Even though she said it was a statement, it was obvious it was meant as a question. "I have to." She paused for a long time and thought, "I grew up with everyone thinking I was a freak, which" she chuckled, "it turns out I am. But they didn't know that; I didn't know that. Then this one guy raises his hand to answer a question and he's wrong; and I correct him. The average Joe wouldn't be able to get over his bruised ego. But he became my friend and then I find out he grew up hunting monsters… Any normal person would have thought he was crazy; but I was happy, ecstatic actually, I found hope in his crazy stories. Maybe he could help me find out what killed my family. But then his apartment catches on fire and he disappears." It was quiet for a long time until Nadia brought herself back to the present day, "Then one day I'm studying in the library and, low and behold, there he is. And I meet his brother, hate him, hate that I'm starting to like him, make out with him, and then fall for him." She smirked but quickly grew serious, "And even when he finds out that I am half demon, something he hates and hunts every chance he gets, he doesn't leave." She looked at Andrea for the first time in awhile, "How could I not believe that I can do this? For him.

"Do you know how hard it is to change what your past has made you? You get so used to keeping your head down; trying not to make anyone dislike you anymore than they already do. You end up becoming this person frozen into a certain shape…and you think, 'I'll melt someday. I'll find out who I'm really gonna be. I'll melt; I have to right?' But what so many fail to realize is that ice needs change to melt. It needs warmth and…if we continue to wait for us to melt and do nothing to change our lives; we are doing nothing to warm the air around us.

"If I just kept living like I was; like I killed everyone around me. If I hadn't allowed myself to care so much about Dean; then…" she paused for a long time, struggling with what she was about to say, "I don't know what would have happened to me. If Cyprien had found me earlier; I would either be dead or I wouldn't know there was something that made it so worth fighting becoming what would be so much easier to be. Dean warmed the air around me…" she rolled her eyes, "as cheesy as that sounds. I allowed myself to melt." She stopped for a long time, staring at place where her phone had hit the wall. "I may end up paying for that; but I'll never regret it. And I'm gonna try as hard as I can to pay him back for what he did for me. No matter what that means."