It was still mid afternoon, and I had a good six hours before I had to go to work. I also had nothing to do with that time.

It was one of those moments when I realized that my life had become nothing but work and rouges.

"I did promise edward that'd I'd make up my own riddle and stump him," I muttered to myself as I slipped into my apartment. I grabbed my laptop and started to work.

"First, I guess I need an answer. It'd be best to work backwards on this," I said. There wasn't anyone there, but I was getting tired of the silence. Thinking aloud would have to do.

"Topics… It could be just about anything. Objects, concepts..." I goaned and closed my eyes. this was going to be a bit harder than I had thought.

I worked for a couple hours, finally coming up with a topic that suited me. A crow. It seemed oddly fitting. I'd learned that they were often associated with intelligence and mischief. Plus, a large group of crows was called a murder of crows. That was just too good to pass up.

As for actually forming lines of the riddle, I had no idea. I wanted to mention the group name for sure, and certainly include the color black, but I also didn't want it to be obvious. Nothing fit together quite right.

"I need to fix dinner," I said, looking at the time. I still had several hours, but I was getting hungry. Maybe I'd take a nap after dinner.

Sometime while I was cooking, my phone rang. I jumped at the sudden ringing, and then ran to where I'd left it on the couch, tripping over my backpack which I'd left sitting on the floor.

"Ugh…" I groaned as I got up again, entirely missing the call. It went to voicemail, and I could hear Clarity's voice on the other side.

"Hi Sable.." She said. Her voice was wavering quite a bit.

"Umm… it sounds like you're busy right now. Glen and I just got off work, and I- we were wondering if maybe you'd like to come over before your work started. We just… well we haven't heard from you since Friday. We're a little worried… So… uh, call me back when you get this please." She said, hanging up.

I grabbed the phone and dialed her number up.

"Sable?"

"Hi! Sorry I missed your call I was just cooking myself some dinner and tripped… yeah," I said, awkwardly.

"So.. do you think you can come over tonight?" Clarity asked. Her voice was still wavering. She sounded like she was crying.

"Clarity... are you alright?" I asked. I sat down.

"Yeah…" she said. She didn't sound okay.

"Well, how about I come over at seven. Then we'll have two hours together before I have to go to work," I said after a long silence. "And then you tell me what's wrong."

"Nothing's wrong," She said hurriedly.

"No. Something is wrong, Clarity. You sound like you're about to cry. I'm a big sister. I'm supposed to pick up on these things," I said, sighing. "I'll come over there at seven, okay?" I just heard breathing on the other end. "Love you," I finished.

"Love you too," I heard her say back. Her voice was quiet, barely hearable.

I finished cooking my dinner with a furrowed brow, wondering what could be up with my little sister.

"Hey Sable," Glen said, opening the door for me. "How's life?"

"Hectic," I answered. "I recently started helping the police find The Joker. My life has basically been a trainwreck ever since the breakout."

"That sounds, exciting," he said, raising his eyebrows. "Clarity and I haven't really had anything new happen to us as of late. Same old, same old."

Clarity was just sitting there, looking at me blankly. Her eyes were red and puffy.

"It's good to have you again, Sable," she said blankly.

I glanced over at Glen, who just shrugged. "She's been like this all day," he whispered. "I can't tell what's wrong…"

"Now you tell me what's up with you," I said. giving her a look. She just looked down, and then grabbed my hand, pulling me into her room.

"Okay. What's wrong." It was more of a command than a question.

"I just… missed you."

'What do you mean?" I asked. "I'm always around. Why would you miss me?"

"I never see you anymore. When you moved out, I thought that we'd still be able to hang out and… well that I wouldn't lose my big sister," she said. I felt my heart stop and I sat next to her.

"I- Well, I guess that I never really..." I stammered out.

"I'm lost," she said, starting to cry more. "I keep losing…"

"What do you mean?" I said, stroking her back.

"Do you know what it's like to lose someone?" She asked, looking at me.

"I lost dad too, Clarity," I said. "He's in a better place."

"But… did you really lose him?" Clarity asked. Her voice sounded fiercer, almost angry. "Did you watch him day by day as his breathing got more and more labored and his waking moments became a pain far greater than he should've had to bear?" She suddenly stopped, sighing and sobbing. "Did you watch as he faded from your life, leaving a hole that you had no idea how to fill? Leaving you with no direction.."

"What… I-" I stopped and hugged her tightly. "No. I didn't."

I'd forgotten. Clarity was still fresh out of highschool. She probably was lost and confused without a parent to guide her.

And now that I thought about it, I was the oldest sibling. The responsibility of guiding them was set onto my shoulders.

"I'm so sorry Clarity. I got so caught up in my own life…" I stopped, taking time to breathe and pet Clarity's hair. She was a mess emotionally. "I forgot that you and Glen had a greater burden than my own. That wasn't fair of me," I said.

"Glen… she sighed. He's content with life. He's found himself a steady way of living that he enjoys… He's happy where he is. I'm last," She said, curling up.

"How long have you been feeling like this?" I asked.

"Since… Since I graduated. Dad was too weak and Glen was busy. When you got home, I thought that maybe you'd be able to fix everything…"

"But I'm not around enough," I said. I suddenly regretted almost everything that I'd done. "I'm so sorry, Clarity," I said, stroking her hair. She just lay there for a moment, calming down a bit.

"Do you feel better now?" I asked soothingly. She nodded. "Alright. The you need to tell me what you want to do with your life now."

"Huh?" Her head popped up. "I guess that I…" She stopped. "I'd like to go to college… but I don't think we could afford it…"

"There's always a way," I said. "We'll get you there. Start applying for next semester and see what turns up."

She just sighed and curled up. "What about the cafe?"

"We'll figure the rest out later. But you need to do what you want to do," I said.

"Sable?" Clarity said. She seemed a lot better. She'd gotten everything out of her system. "Can we do this more often?"

"How about every Monday Evening," I said, helping her sit upright. "that'll be just for our little family."

Author's Note: Here's another chapter! We're starting to look at how Glen and Clarity are doing, and they'll start playing a little larger of a role in the next few chapters.

Also I'm starting to wrap this up and I was just wondering what the people reading this thought of a possible sequel. I have an idea for it, and if people would like to see more of Sable's shenanigans, I will start fleshing it out and making it actually real.

Thanks for reading!