[CLOSED] there is no storybook ending.

[aubri 'bee' ella-paige reed]

"Maybe he will. You never know. I'm still waiting on any of my siblings.. I'd kill to just touch my little sister again, hold her." She let a leg hang off the couch before she finally sat up. She ran a hand through her hair, then folded the blanket back. She grabbed Sean's hand, tugging on it. "Bedtime. Come on." She said, pouting. "Bee's tired."

[sean michael cutler]

"Yeah, maybe.." He murmured. But it had been almost three months without a trace. Sure there was that slim chance, Sean had grown tired of Trez's restless desperation though, was glad he was at least trying to move on.

Laughing softly, he allowed her to pull him up, leading her to the room on the right, chewing on his lip as he looked around. Nothing had been moved, the guitar on its stand had disturbed dust, as if Trez had picked it up. But music artist posters still hung on the walls, the keyboard still leaning against a dresser with one ajar shelf.

The bed looked to be the only really recently used thing. "Don't move too much around," He murmured. It was obvious who's room this had been. "He insists it's just a spare now...but he hasn't bothered get rid of a thing."

[aubri 'bee' ella-paige reed]

"I won't.." She mumbled, climbing into the bed. She slipped under the blanket, laying her head on the pillow, and she was soon fast asleep. She woke the next morning, confused as to where she was. Then she remembered, and climbed out of bed. She winced at the pain in her legs, but the bruises, had faded to nothing more than a bunch of pale spots.

She wandered to the bathroom, washing her face off before she made her way into the kitchen. She rubbed her eyes, then glanced over at Trez with a blush. She quickly lowered her arms, hoping he hadn't seen anything.

"Uh.. mornin'.." She mumbled.

[trez matthew steele]

Sean smiled, asleep curled beside her soon enough.

Trez looked up from his morning coffee and bowl of cereal, smiled. "Morning.." He murmured softly, heard Sean moving around as he woke as well.

"Want anything?" He cleared his throat, taking him medication and finishing his breakfast before getting up to rinse his bowl. He hauled himself onto the counter, nursing the coffee, holding the warm cup close as he watched her with gentle eyes.

[aubri 'bee' ella-paige reed]

"No, thanks." She said with a smile. She walked around him, grabbing a glass. She poured some water into it, then walked over to the couch, curling up at one end. She drank her water slowly, looking over at Trez occasionally.

"You feeling okay?" She finally asked him, pulling her legs up under her. She hated worrying about him, but he had been kind to her. "You're really starting to scare me.." She said, finishing off her water. She walked back into the kitchen, setting it in the sink.

[trez matthew steele]

Trez shrugged, sliding from the counter and curling up in his chair. "Yeah, 'm fine." He murmured. He smiled at her. "Epilepsy isn't completely unheard of, you know." He knew it wasn't so common being so bad older, though. Knew it was a little more to worry about for him. Obviously his genes had some health problems.

He curled up in his chair, glancing up as Sean padded tiredly from the bathroom and poured himself a cup of coffee, stealing the other side of the couch. "Feelin' better, Trez?"

"You guys I'm fine," He groaned dramatically.

[aubri 'bee' ella-paige reed]

Aubri smiled over at Sean, running her fingers up and down her legs. She glanced over at the TV, droning something about matters she couldn't care less about. She was barely living herself. She didn't need to wonder about anyone else. Her hands were shaking again, and she felt like she had been hit by a truck.

"I can't.." She mumbled, walking into the bathroom to fish through the pockets of her skirt, looking for her bag.

[trez matthew steele]

"Oxy's on the top shelf of the cabinet," Trez called. "Only take one, please." If that was what she needed, he didn't know. But not bothering check, it was a trust value he hoped she at least respected.

Sighing, he shifted his weight, glanced up at a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," Sean murmured.

He unlocked it and opened it up. "Devan.." The angel of death herself. So when she stepped aside, Trez glanced up as Sean stumbled over himself backing up. "Trez.."

He watched him swallow, Devan raising an eyebrow as he got up slowly. "He got his wings, you know." She smiled. "He's got some business here on earth, wanted me to bring him straight here."

Trez's heart was pounding in his chest and suddenly he felt sick, unaware of the tears dripping down his cheeks, Sean's hand on his back to keep him on his feet. He stood frozen, and finally rasped a name he never thought could ever hold such an emotion again. "Alexander..."

[aubri 'bee' ella-paige reed]

Bee finally found what she was looking for. She pulled her pills out of her pocket, downing a few of them. She tossed her skirt onto the counter, sitting down on the floor as she waited. It wasn't long before she finally noticed the pain leaving her legs. She pulled herself to her feet, running a hand through her hair before she walked back out. She noticed there was another person, and chewed on her lip.

"If I woulda known we were having a party, I woulda wore pants." She said, making her way back to the sofa, where she curled up again.

[trez matthew steele]

Trez barely payed notice to her words, frozen on the spot until his emotions made him feel too sick to stabd still. He stumbled towards the door, Sean remaining rooted to the spot. Devan turned around and left in silence and Trez slumped against the doorframe, reached for Xander's hand and turnit over.

"Holy shit..." He mumbled. Without warning he through arms around him hugging him close, a strained laugh passing his lips.