Thanks for the reviews guys!

I just wanted to get some humor in you know?

This will be a bit more serious, and maybe a small amount of Fax next chapter!

I dunno, I haven't written it yet, oops XP

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It was only about an hour before Jeb came back into the room, heavily calmed down. His steps and a set of other's were echoing until they stopped in front of my cage. I crossed my arms and stared the two down.

"Oh look, the gaffer and his little monster." I exclaimed with sarcasm as I scowled at Angel and Jeb. "What old timer? Back for more?" I asked. Angel didn't let her emotions stray, but Jeb frowned a bit more. His patience was wearing thin, I could tell. But it didn't mean I cared.

"Jeb says you won't tell him what you're seeing." Angel said. It had been a while since I'd heard her shrill voice. It was missing her usual hint of innocence. "So why don't you show me?" She requested, stepping forwards a bit.

"How nice of you to offer, but I'll keep my thoughts to myself thanks." I snapped but she wasn't listening to me and I could already feel her inside my mind. Not having someone constantly in my head had started to erode my mind blocks.

As she searched through my head, every vision that I had was stirred up and forcibly repeated in my head. But I kept a strong face as I glared at Angel, her eyes flicking this way and that. Her expression was different too. More than serious and pensive, she looked hesitant and shocked, possibly almost worried. Something about her face told me something was wrong.

She finally looked up at me, her face raw with emotion as her eyebrows knit together and a small whimper escaped her frowning lips.

"Finished." She said quietly as Jeb's smile returned. It made me sick.

"There was nothing. She was telling the truth." Angel said suddenly, looking at me. I stared back at her for a moment. She knew what I saw, she knew everything. So why didn't she say?

"Told you so." I snapped at Jeb who now looked confused at Angel.

"Are you sure. There must have been something." He tried with a curious voice, his eyes locked with Angel's. "Why don't you look again?" He said but Angel's small fists were curling. He hesitantly took at step back from her.

"Why don't you shut up and take my word for it?" She snapped at him, never losing her eyes on him. "Or maybe you'd like me to creep inside your head as well?" The innocence and sweetness to her voice returned as Jeb gave her and I one final stare before accepting it.

"Thank you Angel. You're dismissed." He said and motioned her towards the door.

"No you're dismissed." She seethed at him and pointed at the door. "Now get out." She demanded. And to my surprise he obeyed her. I couldn't tell if it was just him being obedient or her mind powers controlling him. But either way, the eight year old seemed to literally 'Rule The School'.

I expected her to say something else after Jeb left, but she merely looked at me. I tried to read her expression, but there was nothing. It was almost as hard to read as Fang's when I didn't know him as well. But he was more like a rock where as she was one of those flat stones you could skip across the water. If I wasn't careful, I'm sure I could snap her.

"Liar." I said finally as she looked away. I took the time to look her over, still having a slight protective instinct over her that I couldn't get rid of. Her hair was much longer now and dropped past her shoulder, not losing the gentle curls. It was pulled back into a half up half down style, her bow wrapped around the ponytail. She had certainly gotten taller, and matured plenty. It was hard to picture that she was the same age as Caige, but then again, it was even harder to imagine that they were both only a year younger than Ari. But there was something about her that had been lost, and that was her cheeriness. The glowing aura that used to brighten my day had completely disappeared.

"I don't know what your talking about." She said finally, her voice gentle but still holding it's sharp edge.

"Yes you do." Zen's voice spoke now as I turned to see him looking at her. His black hair was swept over one of his eyes, but in the one that was visible, I could see a certain amount of hatred for her, but pity as well. "I should know, I've seen them too." He added as Angel froze to her spot.

Cautiously, she looked at him over her shoulder, sending him a glare of some sort. But none of them faltered and finally she ripped her gaze away and stalked out of the room, her small buckled shoes clicking with each step.

Silence seemed to be my best friend during the day. Speaking was kept minimal between us, either out of pure exhaustion or the fact that we had nothing we could say in front of Caige. That was my reason. Even though he was the same age as Angel, he hadn't seen nearly the same levels of death she had. I wanted to keep it that way and protect the similar glow he had to a previous Angel. It was comforting to know he could possibly stay the adorable little naive child I could cuddle and protect.

Just because I didn't speak during the day didn't mean I didn't speak. There was always the conversations I had when everyone else was asleep, at least everyone but Fang and I. We didn't talk about much at first, but slowly we were reaching the same level of security we had two years ago. And the same warm feeling when I talked to him were still there.

Personally, I wished the day would just end, because I had plenty to talk to him about tonight. Knowing so, I shot him a quick look after Angel left the room. His eyes were already on me. Good, he had plenty to say.