It had been awhile since I was put in the hospital. So when I finally was aloud to leave, it was amazing. I was used to the warm stuffy air of the hospital, and the air outside was cold and refreshing. The snow that covered the ground was a nice change too. Apparently it had snowed about five inches while I was sleeping the other day. I must've sleep for a long while. Roman has been overly nice lately, which is both really annoying but also nice. I appreciate it, and Dimitri has stuck with me the whole time too. I'm not sure how I feel about him right now but I'm getting used to it. I mean he left me alone for how long?

"Virgil?" I heard Roman call.

"Hm?" I say looking up at him. I was zoning out and must have stopped walking. I continue to walk catching up to him. "What did you say? I'm sorry" I say putting my head down. Romans been so nice and I can't even pay attention.

"Hey, hey it's okay, I was just asking which house you wanted to go to, ya know to rest?" He says slowing his pace to make it so I could keep up with him.

"Can we go to mine?" I say continuing to walk with one crutch. "I don't wanna bug your parents" I mumble under my breath. He nods and we continue to his car.

I enter my house walking to the couch. I flop down on it, groaning. Now that Christmas is only about a week away, I have to either scrounge up some money for both gifts and hospital bills, or I have to make everything. Using all my money to pay the bills. Dimitri walks into the living room, coming from his room.

"Never asked but uh, what happened with that whole kidnapping thing? I mean you kidnapped me then saved me" I say looking towards him.

"Long story short after the car crash that me mom and dad were in, he saved me before the police get there. I owed him so I worked for him. Had to spy on you, that's why you most likely found those pictures of you and what's his face. Then the day you were jumping I had to kidnap you. But when you woke up I'm not sure what happened but I realized I needed to get you out of there. So yeah" he said all that rushing through it looking at the ground. He sighed sitting by me.

"Alright, so what should I make for my friends?" I say not particularly caring, I'm just happy I have my brother back. This might seem strange but I mean, who cares? We're all gonna die at some point might as well help it along. He looks over at me, a smile coming to his face.

"You still draw?"

A few hours later and I have pictures of my friends, along with my foster parents and sister. Dimitri isn't getting one just because he said that the gift we share is seeing each other again. I agreed with him after arguing a bit. I also have a very rough sketch of Patton on my sketch pad. The smell of pasta looms in the air.

"D! Hurry up with the pasta I'm going to die!" I yell to him, Romans dramatics rubbing off on me. I snicker when he yells to shut up, returning to Patton's sketch I finish the work on his clothes. These are only sketch's, I'm going to finish them on my drawing tablet. I got the tablet a few years back, I don't draw much on it not having time. Dimitri finally brings over pasta. Setting it close to me on the coffee table. I reach with my good hand, which is my left. Lucky me though, I'm left handed! So that's a plus.

The day seemed to stretch to longer than it should be. I spent the day, after eating pasta in the sit in window in my room. I had to have help getting their but you know. I had finished the sketch's for my friends earlier. Although, Something about saying friend when talking about Roman seems to put a strange feeling in my stomach, not the good kind either. I look out the window, it's not to late but late enough to have most people home. That's why when my foster dad's or Luke as most know him car came into view I was worried. Dad never visits me despite being my foster dad. I saw him get out of the car, I yell down to Dimitri.

"Dimitri! Dad- er, Luke's here!" I cut myself short at dad realizing he's not Dimitri's legal dad unlike me. I heard the door opening downstairs. I couldn't make out the muffled talking but soon heard a pitter patter on the floor. I hear two people, who I assume is dad and D. Along with more of that pitter patter. My room door opens, reveling a black cat. What the hell. The cat walks in, a purple harness on it's small frame. The cat jumped up on me, curling into my lap.

"Why do I have a cat on my lap?" I ask looking to them while petting the cat. Dad shrugs.

"I wanted to make up how bad I've been and I knew you liked Enzo but didn't have Enzo around a lot so I decided to get you your own pet. Also all the food and things she needs is in the car so I'll bring it in soon okay?" This Christmas break is already amazing.

AN- I just wanna day that at first the cat was gonna be a dog, then Virgil was gonna have PTSD from the kidnapping, but I was like nah let's make this all fluff again so I decide to trade PTSD for a cat, a very even trade.