Selena gasped as she was thrown backwards by an unnatural force. Her breathing was heavy as she collided with the floor bruising her elbow in the process. Roman on the otherhand awoke as if he had just been taking a long nap, groggy and tired. He sat up, rubbed his eyes and looked around, his eyes landing on the girl.

"Why the fuck are you on the floor?" He asked amused. She rolled her eyes as she stood and dusted herself off.

"Hello to you to," she replied sarcastically.

"What time is it?" He asked as he blinked rapidly, eyes adjusting to the light. He quickly realized that he wasn't in his bedroom.

"Two weeks since you passed out," she said as she crossed her arms around herself. "Do you remember anything from when you were down?" She asked hesitantly. His eyebrows furrowed as he thought about what seemed like his everlasting dream.

"You were there," he said in realization. "You woke me up. But I don't remember how," he said confused.

"You don't need to know how. The important thing is that you're up," she replied as she walked up to him. She placed a hand on his cheek as she observed him. He was still the same Roman.

"The full moon?" He asked as he stared into her green eyes. She sighed and dropped her hand knowing he'd soon join Peter.

"It's tonight. Peter's taking care of it." Roman seemed unhappy with that answer and immediately began to pull the IV out of his arm. "Roman stop," Selena said panicked. "You need to go to a doctor." The last thing she needed was Roman falling into a coma again.

"For what?" He asked angrily. The look on Selena's face was one of nothing but concern and he felt his anger deflate. "Sorry. Just...did my mom tell you how it happened?"

"Yeah. You OD'ed." She said quietly. She'd seen Roman's stash of drugs but had chosen to ignore it. Now she wished she'd paid more attention.

"Yeah. I made stupid mistakes. But I need to do this." Selena met his gaze and felt herself become overwhelmed with worry for both Roman and Peter. This wasn't her battle, but she knew it was theirs. And that made her anxious.

"Fine."

"You're not driving," she scoffed as Roman pulled out his keys. He quirked an eyebrow at her.

"Do you know how to drive shift?" He asked with a grin. She rolled her eyes. She didn't but she'd figure it out.

"All yours kitty cat," he replied as he placed them in her outstretched hand. He grabbed her wrist suddenly and pulled her into him, hands landing on her waist as he wasted no time placing his lips against her. He let his lips linger longer than usual and smirked as he realized he wasn't being pushed away. "I missed two weeks of these. I'll need to catch up," he joked as he let go of her and climbed into the passenger seat. She stood stunned for a moment before she situated herself.

"Don't think you'll be so lucky," she replied as she started the car. She pressed on the gas and the car rolled a few feet before it kicked violently. She huffed as Roman sat next to her laughing maniacally at the difficulty she faced with driving his car.

"You drive," she said as she threw the car keys at Peter. They'd found him in the road towards their home and Selena was more than happy to not be behind the wheel anymore, she'd endured enough of Roman's howling laughter at her expense. Peter had been surprised when he had seen Roman in the passenger seat.

"Did you?" He started as he realized that Selena had indeed entered the dream realm.

"We're both here, aren't we?" She defended, not wanting to hear lectures from him. He frowned as he got into the car, Selena sitting between them both. They drove in silence until Peter pulled up near the water and killed the engine.

"Why are you doing this?" Peter asked Roman.

"You know why."

"I thought I did. But now I'm not sure."

Selena watched as Roman struggled to find words at Peter's intense stare. The only comfort Roman had came from Selena's soft gaze as if she already knew everything inside of him. She looked at him as though she knew every inch of him, every dark corner, every impulsive thought. It was something he wasn't used to yet relished.

"Look. I just want to be your friend. Both of you. You guys shouldn't be out there alone." They both stayed quiet at his answer, both unsure of how to feel that someone else outside of their small gypsy family cared.

"Simple as that."

They arrived at the high school as per Roman's request. He hopped out of the car, making a beeline towards the windows where he knew Shelley had class. Peter and Selena stayed behind, a silence falling in between them.

"You're really doing this," Selena finally said in sudden realization at what was about to happen. Peter nodded solemnly, his hands beginning to sweat. "I'm coming with you."

Peter's head immediately whipped over to her, a sudden panic filled anger overwhelming his body.

"No. You certainly are not." He demanded with a tone of authority. She didn't respond to his sudden change in mood, keeping her gaze calm as she watched Roman reappear on the school steps.

"You have no say in the matter."

The trio found themselves in castle Godfrey once again although this time an eerie calmness filled the large abandoned mill.

"Are you ready for this?" Roman asked as he lit a cigarette. Peter chuckled and looked at him.

"Are you? I'll be able to pick up her scent from over there," he informed. Roman nodded as he let out a puff of smoke.

"Will I be able to keep up?" Roman asked, offering a smoke to Selena. She declined, feeling nauseated at the smell.

"No."

"I will." She commented, already planning on taking her animal shape in order to keep up with Peter. He scowled at her insistence on being there tonight. She was getting tired of his disapproving looks really fast. "I need air." She breathed as she stepped out, leaving the two boys alone.

"Do you love her? Sel?" Roman asked as he took another drag from his cigarette. Peter didn't hesitate.

"Yeah." Roman shook his head, wondering how they had gotten into this situation.

"Shee-it," he drawled out with a small chuckle.

"Do you love her?" Peter asked in return although he already knew the answer.

"Yeah."

"Shee-it," he mimicked Roman causing the two to share a short lived laugh between the two. "May the best man win." The two nodded in silent agreement as the day began to grow dark.

"Do you remember anything? From when you were out?" Peter asked curiously. It wasn't every day that a gypsy would venture into the dream realm and he was curious to see if Roman remembered seeing Selena there.

"A little. I remember Selena, just seeing her face. I don't remember much else besides the feeling that I have something to do," Roman replied honestly. "How did she do that?"

"Ah, it's an old gypsy thing. Usually only those of us skilled enough in those practices would dare do it though. It's dangerous. Once you go in there's no guarantee that you'll come back," Peter explained. Roman frowned as he realized she had risked her own life for him. He didn't understand why anyone would do such a thing.

"She cares about you. That's why she did it," Peter stated interrupting his thoughts and answering his question at the same time. Selena walked back in, causing a silence to fall over the two boys. They sat in silence for a while before Peter stood in an anxious manner.

"Alright," he started. "If anything happens to me, this is on you," he said as he grabbed Roman by the shoulders before moving on to Selena.

"You don't have to do this. It's not your fight," Peter begged once again.

"Your fight is my fight," she replied with a fire in her eyes that let him know she was not going to back down. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair before closing the gap between them and placing his lips onto hers in what seemed to be almost a desperate goodbye kiss. Roman watched dismally before opting to look away.

"Don't follow us," Peter called out with a chuckle as he turned and headed off deeper into the mill. Selena stayed behind, turning towards Roman.

"Take good care of these," she instructed as she began to strip off her clothes and place the pieces of garment into his car. His eyes roamed freely over her naked body, a feeling of pride swelling up as he remembered that it had been his once before.

"Be careful," she told him as she neared him, her body fully exposed.

"Always am, kitty cat," he said with a nod before gently bringing her into him, his hands on her waist as he took the opportunity to kiss her. He smiled as she reciprocated the gesture, her hands sliding up to tangle into his hair. This was more than what she had done when Peter had kissed her and a small part of him saw this as a victory.

"Seriously, stop doing that," she said playfully as they finally pulled away from each other. She turned and took her cat form, sprinting off in the direction Peter had gone. Roman leaned against the car with a small smile on his face.

"Fuck this," Roman said as he grew impatient. He had been waiting by himself for a while now and the mill was creepier than he remembered. Going against both Selena's and Peter's warning he began to walk towards where he knew the rotten leg was located.

"Peter? Is there a scent?" He asked when he reached the rotting flesh and found the wolf and cat standing next to each other. Peter's growls were much more aggressive as Selena just stood there, her cat body considerable smaller than Peter yet bigger than your average house cat. They both took off running and Roman chased after them with as much speed as his body could muster.

It wasn't long until a dart hit Peter, causing him to yelp in pain and immediately fall to the floor. Roman ran to him, noticing that the young cat vanished as soon as he had hit the ground. Dr. Chasseur appeared holding a gun that made Roman rage.

"What is that?!" He asked angrily as he tried to approach Peter's body.

"Ketamine dart. Back away. There's plenty more of it if you take another step," she threatened as she refused to listen to Roman's pleas. "Do not attempt eye contact. I will shoot you."

"It's not him," Roman said as his voice broke. The desperation behind his voice caused something to stir in Dr. Chasseur as she had already suspected of it being so.

"How do you know that?" She asked as she leaned over Peter's wolf form.

"Because I was with him last time the whole night!"

"You're lying," she stated. His voice has wavered signaling that he wasn't confident in what he was claiming. She pulled out a large muzzle and proceeded to put it on the tranquilized wolf.

"If you hurt him you're dead!" Roman threatened. He didn't know how to react to what was happening and in the back of his mind he was cursing Selena for disappearing.

"He's fine. Threaten me again and I'll knock your teeth out," Dr. Chasseur replied with a hint of annoyance at the emotional teen. "He is not your friend. He is not a person. This is an animal. That is what this is."

Roman refused to hear what she had to say and instead continued to argue with her. It was started to wear her nerves thin as she pulled out a gun and ordered him to leave. Roman cursed at her, promising to find her as he was forced to return to his car.

He muttered curses on the way to his car angry at how the night had turned out. He was also slightly annoyed with Selena as she had disappeared and he had no idea where she had gone. He looked around in search for the cat before he finally reached his car.

"Sel," he shouted as he realized the girl was laying in his car completely naked. She was unconscious and her skin was sickly pale. His skin burned at the contact as he reached down to touch her. His eyes widened as he realized that she was going through her nekojin fever once more.

"No no no no Sel don't do this," he cried frantically as he searched through his pockets. "Fuck!" He yelled as he realized he had left the antidote Lynda had given him at home. He immediately threw his jacket over her naked body before getting into the car and starting the engine. He sped through the streets, not caring if he was passing red lights and stop signs. Luckily for him the police patrols were more concerned with the expected wolf attack and gave no importance to his speeding, allowing him to reach his home quickly.

"Shelley!" He yelled as he burst through the door with Selena in his arms. His sister came down alarmed at the urgency in his voice. "Start a cold bath and throw all the ice we have in there," he ordered as he ran up the stairs. Shelley took one look at Selena and immediately did as she was told.

Roman threw the girl onto his bed as he rummaged through his drawers before producing the small vial of liquid and needle. He filled it and did his best to find a vein as he stuck the needle into her arm. He felt her pulse after the liquid was inside of her and frowned as it was barely there. A grunt came from the door as Shelley signaled that she had the bathtub prepared. Roman once again picked the girl up and threw her into the ice filled tub with no hesitation. To his dismay the cold did nothing to wake her as she simply lay there unconscious. He cursed as he pulled out the small bag of herbs and rubbed them against her skin desperately.

"Don't leave," he cried as he felt for her pulse. It seemed to only get weaker. Shelley let out a small whine as she watched the girl she had come to consider a friend waste away from the doorway. Roman racked his brain for something that would help the girl before finally pulling out his cellphone again and dialing.

"Lynda, I don't know what to do."

A/N: I apologize for the wait! Life has just been ridiculously busy with finals for college. I hope you enjoyed. Don't forget to review/favorite/follow!