The next morning, Fangurl awoke to find Alan hadn't moved an inch from where he'd fallen asleep. He still lay next to her, with his head on her chest and his arms wrapped around her. She hoped that Alan had had peaceful dreams that night, and was rather shocked that he hadn't woken up from a nightmare.

Fangurl pulled away from Alan gently, and got up to start making breakfast. She didn't know when the last time Alan had eaten anything was, so Fangurl made something light, hoping just to put something inside the Shinigami's stomach.

Alan Humphries awoke about ten minutes later to find himself lying in bed alone. He became nervous; Fangurl had been there with him when he had fallen asleep, but now she was gone. Had something happened to her; had the demons come and kidnapped her while he was sleeping? The thought of it made Alan begin to cry.

Luckily, a few moments later, Fangurl walked in carrying a tray of food and tea. When she saw the brunette crying, she set the tray down on the table and immediately hurried over to Alan and wrapped her arms around him. "Sweetie what's wrong?" she asked quietly.

"I thought someone had taken you while I slept," Alan replied as he leaned against the girl.

"No one took me, I was downstairs making you some breakfast," Fangurl informed as she stood up and brought the tray over to the bed.

She poured in tea into one of the petite cups, added a little sugar, and then handed the cup to Alan. Slowly, the brunette took it, lifted the cup to his lips, and drank down the sweet liquid. "Would you like some toast or fruit?" Fangurl offered.

Alan nodded so Fangurl handed him the tray. He then retrieved some grapes and half a piece of toast before eating them even slower. When he'd finished, Fangurl took him into the bathroom and took the nightshirt off him.

Carefully, Fangurl began to remove and replace the bloody bandages on Alan's wounds. She then redressed him and brushed his hair for him. Fangurl then led him back into her bedroom and sat him on the chaise lounge. As soon as they sat down, Alan heard a noise. "Someone's here," he informed.

The girl stood up to go observe, but Alan grabbed her hand and pleaded as he leaned his face against the back of her hand, "No, don't go, they'll take you too, and I don't want you to leave me."

She knelt down and stroked his hair. "Don't worry sweetie, they won't take me, and I will not leave you," Fangurl promised. She placed a light, chaste kiss on his forehead before walking downstairs to the front door.

Opening it up, Fangurl found the other Shinigamis. Without even saying hello, Fangurl let them inside and asked "What've you found?"

"Michaelis told us that they are nomadic demons who prey on any living thing nearby. Unfortunately, the living thing nearby was Alan," William informed.

"So how much closer does that put us to catching them?" Fangurl wondered.

"It's hard to say, it depends on how fast they pick up a scent and even if they dare to go back to a previous attack ground," Ronald said.

"How is Alan doing?" Eric questioned.

"Well I have good news and bad news. The bad news is that he's very paranoid and emotional that the demons are going to come back and take him, but the good news is that he woke up last night, was given a bath, had a full nights rest, and ate a small breakfast," Fangurl explained.

"Well we need to get him to the infirmary so the doctors can look at him better," William concluded.

"C'mon, he's upstairs," Fangurl said as she led the four up the stairs to her bedroom.

There, they found Alan still sitting on the chaise lounge. He saw Fangurl and held out his arms, like a toddler did when it wanted its' mother to hold it. Fangurl sat down beside him and put her arms around him gently while Alan laid his head on her lap. "As you can see, he's gotten very clingy as well."

Eric walked over to his best friend and said "Hey Alan, we're gonna take you to the hospital so they can look at you."

Alan's eyes widened and he tightened his grip around Fangurl. "No, don't take me away from her," he whispered.

"C'mon hun, the doctors will make you better," Grell agreed.

"Ronnie, help me get him up," Eric requested.

The two blondes went over to Alan and picked him up under each arm and that's when the brunette lost it. He began to thrash and hit and scream "Let me go! Don't take me away from her!", until finally, the two let him go.

Frantically, Alan crawled back over to Fangurl and wrapped his arms around the girl as he began to weep. "He's been doing this a lot lately as well; being very needing of comfort," the girl added as she began to gently stroke his brunette hair.

"Well he needs medical attention," William stated. "Will you come with us to the infirmary?"

"Alan, sweetie, do you want to go to the hospital?" Fangurl whispered to the brunette.

He nodded his head. "I wanna stay here with you," he replied quietly as he buried his face in her shirt.

Fangurl stroked his face as she turned to the other four and suggested "Why don't they come here, that way I can be with him through it all and he still gets the medical treatment he needs."

"I'll give them a call," William said as he walked over to the phone.

Eric, Ronald, and Grell looked at Alan and how he would cling onto Fangurl like a child did to a mother. "He's been traumatized severely and I guess since I was the first person who he saw when he woke up, Alan just attached himself to me because of my gentle actions," Fangurl concluded. She then whispered as she leaned her face against his hair, "I hate to see him like this though."

"You're not alone, we hate seeing him like this too," Eric agreed as he sat down beside Fangurl.

Alan hesitantly looked up at Eric. "Don't be afraid, he won't hurt you," Fangurl promised as she placed another light kiss on his face.

Still a little skeptical, Alan remained close to Fangurl. "God, what all happened to him?" Grell asked as she watched her distraught friend.

"He's been violated, abused, and it's probably not a lie to say that he was tortured," Fangurl replied.

"Have you gotten him to tell you anything?" Ronald wondered as he leaned against a bedpost.

"When I was bathing him, I felt on the back of his thighs, teeth marks," Fangurl slowly explained. The Shinigamis' eyes widened.

"They bit him?" Eric asked, with fury growing in his voice.

"Yes, Alan said one of them liked to bite him," Fangurl confirmed.

William walked back over to them and informed "There are a couple doctors that are going to come out and look at him as soon as possible. Fangurl do you mind letting him stay here until we get this whole ordeal straightened out?"

"Yes, he may stay as long as he needs too," Fangurl agreed.

"What about when the kid gets back and sees him here?" Ronald reminded. "You know him and that butler of his got problems with us."

"I'll deal with them when they come back, but for right now my main priority is taking care of Alan," Fangurl replied.

"How long do you think he'll be in this clingy stage?" Eric asked.

"It's hard to say, we'll have to see what the doctors say. Only they can truly diagnose Alan with PTSD, but more than likely he has it, and he'll stay clingy til he feels like he can trust people again," Fangurl explained. She looked down at the brunette and saw that his eyes were closed and his breathing was slow.

"He seems so calm now," Grell noticed.

"Yeah, he's usually calm if I sit by him and keep my hands on his head," Fangurl informed.

There then came a knock on the front door. "That must be the doctors," William assumed as he walked downstairs and opened the front door.

"Hello Mr. Spears, we were called here to check on an Alan Humphries?" one of the doctors asked.

"Yes, right this way; I must warn you though that he is very clingy to our friend Fangurl so don't be alarmed if he lashes out at you," William warned.

"Don't worry Mr. Spears, if he gets out of hand we'll drug him if need be," the other doctor said.