I had some very crazy reactions to the last chapter. Like, screaming fangirls and then so much… noise. You lot are truly a crazy bunch of people- YOU'RE SO COOL!

To OMG, it isn't an easy job but I love writing stories and you have no idea how grateful and happy I am to have such amazing readers, such as yourself. THANK YOU! HAVE A COOKIE!

TGIF- I'm so tired… school's a drag and I'm BORED.

Nico arrived bang on ten, as he had told them, swinging into the parking lot without a care in the world. People pointed and looked confused.

Alvie started towards the car.

"No, wait." Crystal said, grabbing his arm. "Let's go over at the last second and see if he actually drives off."

"He will." Alvie told her. "He drove off and left Elsie to wait half an hour for Leo to pick her up." Alvie paused. "And it was snowing." Crystal laughed.

"Oh, he stands up to his dad's name."

"And you stand up to yours."

"I know right?" She took his hand. "Do we tell them?" Alvie shrugged, starting towards Nico's car. Crystal trailed alongside him. "I mean, I don't mind, but imagine Vicky and Mom." Crystal dropped his hand to wave hers about and mimicked Vicky's and her mother's excited squeals. Alvie stared at her blankly before smiling. Crystal rubbed her throat. "Oh gods, can't do that." She cleared her throat. "How do they do that squealy thing?" Alvie shrugged.

They were interrupted by Nico beeping the car horn impatiently. Alvie opened the door for her. "Hi What." She smirked, climbing into the backseat. Nico grinned at her in the rear view mirror as Alvie settled next to her, pulling the door shut. "Have you not heard of brakes?"

"Brakes are for babies." Nico declared, shifting gears and flooring the accelerator, peeling out of the car park. Crystal was grateful for her seat belt, but she couldn't help but grip Alvie's hand and the door handle.

It was a miracle they got home in one piece.

Crystal was woken up by her phone buzzing.

Tobias knows.

Well, that's OK, isn't it? Xxxx

It took a short while for Alvie to reply. He hated his phone. It hated him in return.

I didn't tell him.

It's OK. Tobias likes being nosy. Xxxx

Alvie ended up ringing her.

"You hate texting, don't you?"

"I can't spell." He told her seriously. Crystal sensed his confusion as to why she was laughing.

"So, how did Tobias find out?"

"He said he saw us walking towards Nico's car and looked at the bench."

"He saw the mistletoe, didn't he?" Alvie hummed. "Do you reckon he put it there?"

"Tobias…" Alvie started, but fell quiet, uncertain.

"He could have had some help." Crystal agreed. "Damn that git…"

Alvie was over for the day. He and Crystal were organising books in the library. He had insisted because the book order didn't sit well with him. All the Harry Potters had to go together, in order, as did every other series they found. It took hours and Alvie found dozens of books he wanted to read, asking Crystal to write the titles down. Despite all this, it gave them ages to talk about anything and everything.

"You know, we haven't heard anything from William. Touch wood." Crystal added, resting her hand on the table. Alvie looked at her from where he stood half a dozen rungs up on a ladder to reach the higher shelves. "Nico's real good at keeping him out. And I heard Mom and Nico talking about me and Mom moving in with Nico in case William goes nuts and wants his house back." Crystal glanced round. "He can have it. I never liked it here."

"I like the library." Alvie told her.

"We'll take the books." Crystal sighed, smiling. "As long as we've got somewhere to put them." Alvie was silent for a few seconds.

"I think there's a spare room at Dad's swimming pool. An extra office or something. We could ask and put them in there."

"See, you are clever." Alvie didn't say anything, rearranging some books on the shelf.

"What would you do if William came back?"

"Set Nico on him." Crystal replied easily, studying the pile of books in front of her. "What else is there to do?" Alvie shrugged, clambering down.

The door banged open, making Alvie jump and trip the last few steps. "Oh gods, are you OK?" Crystal jumped up. Alvie had landed in a heap on the floor. Crystal pulled him to his feet before turning to glower at the intruder.

Nico held his hands up in surrender, but his sarcastic smirk didn't help.

"Your mom on the outside and me on the inside. Not the best mix." He tilted his head to the side. "You OK, Alvie?"

"Ow." He mumbled. Nico smiled. Crystal was still glaring at him.

"Honestly, chill. He's fine." Crystal folded her arms, sulking.

"What'd you want, What?" Nico shrugged.

"Joy thinks it'll be a good idea to do a family trip out or something."

"Family trip?"

"Yeah." Nico paused, glancing over his shoulder as Joy appeared in the doorway.

"Like a daddy-daughter relationship building thing." Joy explained.

"Ooohhh…" Crystal glanced at Alvie. He had been distracted by the books again, not really paying attention to what was being said. "OK then." Nico looked relieved and grinned. Joy looked immensely proud with herself, most likely.

"It's settled then! This Saturday, we're going to do a whole day of stuff."

"A whole day?" Nico looked at her curiously. "What are we doing?"

"Well, I was thinking bowling and cinema and then lunch and then we could go shopping, because, Nico, your place is depressing and lonely." Nico shrugged. "Oh, and then we could spend Sunday redecorating your place."

"The entire place in a day?"

"Well, we can start."

"Mom, will we have time for all of that? You know what you're like when it comes to shopping." Crystal looked at Nico. "I had to spend eight hours outside clothes shops waiting for her to pick a pair of bloody trousers."

"It wasn't just trousers." Joy retorted, miffed slightly. "There were some T-shirts as well."

"Ooh, even better." Crystal grinned brightly, mocking an enthusiastic tone.

"Why do I even bother with you?"

OK, this is mainly a filler chapter, but I do have this idea of trying to do the daddy-daughter relationship building thing as Joy called it. And I actually gave spoilers in this chapter.