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The woman, who was now known as Collette Chevalier, spit on the ground, glaring up at Ciel and Kimberly. They had been trying to get the name of her boss for about an hour now and Ciel was beginning to yawn. It seemed fitting that he was so tired, of course. He was woken up in the middle of the night and almost killed by a woman he didn't even know.

Kimberly noticed a well-suppressed yawn and smiled down at him a bit, her expression changing entirely from glaring and being upset with the woman, to looking down upon her little brother with a soft, kind look. A look filled with love.

"Ciel, if you like, I can finish this for you. Or we can hold it off for tomorrow if you like. You need your rest," she said, placing a gentle hand on top of his head. It was odd, the way she was acting now seemed so different from when she was being held hostage. But of course this was a common thing. Unless angry with him, she normally hid her emotions from her brother well enough.

Ciel remained silent for a few moments, then sighed and nodded, "Fine, we will finish this in the morning. Sebastian, make sure she doesn't escape."

Sebastian bowed low to Ciel and placed a hand lightly over his heart, "Of course, my lord. I will do everything in my power to keep Miss Chevalier under the Phantomhive custody."

"Ha! You think you can keep me under this roof? You must be delusional then!" she shouted, grinning madly at Ciel and barely even trying to escape the binds. She obviously wasn't the most sane woman, but it was all they had to try and get information from. If they don't watch her carefully enough, she might bite off her own tongue to make sure she doesn't say anything about whoever it is she was working for.

Sebastian sent a sharp glare in the woman's way and Ciel just sighed, placing a hand at the bridge of his nose in a weary way. "Sebastian, ready me for bed," he said in a tired way,raking a hand through his already messy dark hair. The same color his father had.

Kimberly watched with a loving look of approval as Sebastian lead Ciel out of the study and towards his bedroom. As soon as the door shut behind them, though, Kimberly's face returned to a tired, stony look. It was quite a change in expression - peaceful and tranquil to a weary look in a matter of seconds. She turned to the woman who sat, staring - no. Glaring at her.

"What are you?" she demanded, glaring at her with eyes filled with confusion and anger. "A freak? A monster? How did you survive that?!" she yelled at her, more anger showing in her voice this time.

"What am I?" yes, the names did hurt, but at the moment they were minor wounds. Merely a slap on the wrist compared to the anger and frustration she had building up inside of her. "What am I?" she asked again, though with more force to her words.

"I am the girl who you kidnapped. Who you tortured. Who you tried to kill," she said, keeping her voice steady. She knew the tactic all too well. Keep yourself calm and steady - don't yell. It will make you much more intimidating. She kept this scare tactic as she continued with, "And I am also the girl who is going to kill you." she said, her expression filled to the brim with a calculating cold stare. One she perfected over the years to match that of her aunt.

The woman didn't seem at all intimidated by her threat, instead she began to laugh. Making Kimberly feel rather stupid for threatening her in the first place. Though she made sure not to look the look until the woman's laughing had died down and all that was left of the maniacal cackling was poorly suppressed giggles.

Sebastian entered the study once more only minutes later. By then, Kimberly was no longer able to keep the stare steady and instead she was staring blankly at the door, waiting for Sebastian to rescue her from the room.

"My lady, you should rest up as well," he advised, smiling softly at her and for once, she found herself happy to see that artificial smile he used in front of guests.

Slowly, she nodded and walked forward a bit, taking a few steps before regaining her full strength and walking confidently out of the room and stepping into the hallway with Sebastian, glad that the moment he shut that door, they would be alone.

She heard the door click shut and immediately felt herself spun around and being held in Sebastian's arms. Instead of being kissed, as she had imagined, though, he began checking for any scratches or wounds of any kind, a concerned look on his face that Kimberly had never seen directed at her before. He was moving her jaw around so that he could make sure she had no wounds on her neck or face, then moving to her arms and to the bullet hole on her chest. His fingers brushed gently over the deep bruise that was still there, as she didn't heal as fast as a full demon would. He glanced up at her face, seriousness and worry mixing together to make an odd look on him.

"Sebastian," she said firmly, looking at him and moving her hands to cup his jaw, "I'm fine. Alright? I'm all healed up, so there's no need to worry," she said, managing a steady voice. Though her eyes must have told another story because Sebastian didn't lift the concerned look.

"I know you're alright, but that doesn't mean I can't make sure," he said, stopping with his frantic making sure she was ok and kissed her forehead gently but firmly, "I would have come to save you. I would have, but if I was gone for very long, my lord might have gotten suspicious of where I had gone," he admitted, shame clear when he moved his eyes from hers for a split second before returning.

Kimberly simply shook her head and wrapped her arms around his chest and pulled herself closer to him. She hid her face in his tailcoat and was sure that the blood soaking her reeked, but she couldn't bring herself to part from him. She felt his arms slowly wrapping around her small body. She was much more frail than she was before she was kidnapped. She was a lot more submissive. Normally, she would have yelled at him for not rescuing her, but now she just sort of accepted the fact that he couldn't. However, Sebastian remained silent about the topic, despite the question swimming in his mind about it.

They remained that way for a while. Kimberly didn't want to let go, and neither did Sebastian. Though eventually, Kimberly could no longer stand. Being half human, she could at least sleep. And although her need for sleep was considerably less, she had never felt more tired than she did then. She pulled one arm from around Sebastian and rubbed her eye, a signal she was becoming tired.

Taking this as she needed sleep, Sebastian smiled down at her and picked her up bridal style and began carrying her towards her room. "A lady needs her rest, lest she fall asleep in the middle of a lecture," he teased her, smiling some and looking ahead as he carried her.

Kimberly frowned up at him slightly, but didn't argue. She simply wrapped her arms around his shoulders and rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes slowly. She was sure she wouldn't have any good dreams. She never does. But she couldn't simply not sleep. She tried that while being held hostage. Of course, though, sleep was nice once and a while.

She smiled softly as her mind brought her to different pleasant memories, many containing her mother, or her uncle. Some even of Ciel when they were very, very young. She was awoken from her thoughts by the feeling of something soft but cold touching her back. Bringing her back to reality, she realized she was being set down on her bed. Her grip on Sebastian tightened and she pulled him closer, refusing to let him go. The way a child would do when they want their parent to stay with them.

"My lady, I cannot stay. I must make sure our informant does not escape," he said in a soft voice, a voice one probably shouldn't use when speaking of holding someone captive against their will and making sure they don't escape.

However, Kimberly didn't listen to one word he said and didn't let go. She whimpered softly, half awake and half asleep, "Sebastian…" she mumbled, "don't… don't leave me. You can't go too. You can't…" she whimpered out, making it clear that she wasn't about to let go.

With a soft sigh and a sad chuckle, Sebastian laid her down and sat on the side of her bed beside her and gently pet her hair, "Shh, love," he whispered to her, trying to calm her down the best he could, "shh. I'm right here, I won't go anywhere…" he said soothingly.

Kimberly calmed down and cuddled into the pillow. Sebastian pulled the blanket over her and remained by her side until he was sure that she had fallen asleep. When he saw that her breathing was normal and the look on her face was calm and tranquil, he kissed her gently on the forehead and whispered three words to her, smiling down at the dark haired beauty.

"Goodnight, my Love."

((Sorry about how short this chapter is! It was meant to be a filler so trust me, I should be able to make the next chapter much longer! Anyways, I filled this chapter with some feels, so I hope you guys liked it!))