Alexzandra locked herself into her room the moment Clay left. I had heard her crying and sobbing, praying to a God that I didn't know she believed in. She repeated her daughter's name over and over again.

I understood about half of her pain. Zach wasn't my child but, he was still the closest person to me. I read him bedtime stories. And now I may never see him again. So I could only imagine how she must feel. Her daughter was ripped from her.

"So Mike N Ike's or Starbursts?" Colin asked holding up two boxes of candy, a giddy grin spread across his face.

I shrugged. "Either one is fine by me." I replied easily, deciding not to pick a side. I was too distracted to care about trifles such as what candy to get.

If the kids are in Quebec how are they going to get them out? Could that group of people take on an entire coven of witches. I knew the Qubecian witches weren't that powerful but... they must have had someone on their side because they still got the kids.

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously at me. "You're agreeing with me?" He threw both boxes into the cart and then grabbed a box of Nerds, throwing them into the cart too. "Both boxes it is plus more because someone is in a mood." He said and widened his eyes dramatically.

I turned my face to him quickly. "I'm not in a mood." I snapped and then caught myself. I was in a mood.

After we got back to the house, Colin realized we had no snacks and/or actual people food. Because vampires don't need snacks and/or actual people food.

So, the next best thing was to go to the local supermarket and buy food. Because, I am not a vampire and even though my appetite is basically non existent, really I can last a week off of one sandwich and be good, I still wanted snacks. So here we are, Colin pushing a cart, me riding on the side of the cart, going through Walmart.

"Okay so I'm in a mood. I'm sorry. Well... not really because I have a right to be in a mood. But still... I..." I paused to think my thoughts through. I always had troubles opening up to people. Especially people who had betrayed my trust. But Colin was different then other people. "I'm just worried about Zach, okay? Every little problem in my life feels like it's coming at once." I admitted.

He relaxed and stopped pushing the cart to envelop me in a hug that ignited my body like a thousand flames. He rested his chin on my head and sighed. "He'll be fine. My dad and your family will find him. My dad won't stop looking, they have Sophia too."

I tended to forget about other people's problems when I had my own. I knew it was wrong of me, but it was hard to focus on other things when my life in itself is overwhelming.

"I know but... I'm a pessimist. Nothing has ever gone right for me so I just kind of automatically assume the worst." Not the best mind set, I understand, but in a world where your literal job is to fight to the death all the time, that becomes a great mindset.

He frowned and kissed my forehead, licking his lips. "Everly, that's not the best way to think about life."

"Well it's not the worst. Think about it—"

"EVERLY DAWN!? AND COLIN GOLD!?" Someone yelled from down the isle.

I almost immediately got into defense position but Colin stopped me, safely and smartly putting me behind him. I don't think it was so much as to protect me as it was to protect someone else.

I looked to whoever called my name, ready to attack if necessary, and then sighed out loud dramatically.

Are you kidding me? Of all days for this to happen it just had to be today.

"Hi, Mr. Banks." Colin waved awkwardly, hiding a slight grimace.

It was the teacher who I was supposed to be aiding all year. I showed up one day and never turned back. Technically I tried to kill one of his students who... also never went back.

"You two have a lot of explaining to do." Mr. Bank's glared at us, his eyes shifting from one of us to the other.

Colin nodded comfortably, his demeanor changing completely. He was once again the sly student. "Things just happened. I didn't mean to get her pregnant but—" he started to get panicky, I did too, but Mr. Banks cut him off.

"Pregnant!?" Mr. Banks and I screeched at the same time, him dropping his apples and me dropping my jaw.

I bent down and picked up the fallen bag of apples, handing it back to him. My mouth was still dropped.

"Yup, we meant to tell you but it just never popped up what with the running back and force from the church. Marriage is hard." Colin said with a straight face. "We already have a house we want but—"

"Okay I'm sorry, when did you kids meet?" Mr. Banks asked, a slight wince to his voice. He sounded like a judgemental adult.

Getting pregnant at my age wouldn't even be that bad in the Supernatural world. When you live forever, age isn't really a concern.

But Mr. Banks didn't have our mindset and I almost felt bad for the old man. He deserved more than Colin's lies.

"Just that day you paired us up. Colin's just messing with you," he relaxed for a second. But then I realized how fun it was to rile people up like this. "We already got married. We eloped and he dropped out of high school. I was gunna go to college but I think that's more for people who don't have to worry about raising a family considering my parents kicked me out and all."

I thought Mr. Banks was going to have a heart attack. "You dropped... from school? You're not going to college?" That must have been a teacher's Hell hearing that.

"Yeah, education really isn't my thing. I'm thinking of homeschooling Raindrop anyways." I giggled. "I heard it offers them more opportunitie—"

"Raindrop?" He gulped and I should've gotten an award for my serious demeanor and great acting skills.

I nodded slowly like I was confused. "Yes... what's wrong with what I'm naming the baby? Colin what's wrong with the name Raindrop I—"

"WHATS WRONG!?" He yelled suddenly, shooting me an angry look, I would have fallen for it if I didn't know him so well. "What's wrong is that that's NOT what we agreed on! I wanted to name him Han Solo because that's my childhood hero and he means a lot to me." He winked when he was at an angle that Mr. Banks couldn't see.

I threw my hands up. "Well I'm sorry I have to hold a child in me while you work at the strip joint! At least you have fun! I deserve to at least pick the name." I pretended to cry into my hands until Colin pulled them away slightly.

"I'm sorry I yelled. How about we come to a compromise? Well name it Han Drop or Rain Solo." He offered kindly. "I just want you to be happy."

He kissed my nose lightly and blinked at me lovingly. I looked over to Mr. Banks who was crying.

"I fear for that child but you guys are cute." He cried, wiping his eyes on his sleeves. "Forget about the Teacher Aiding, but you really do need college Everly. You only live once and it's only for so long."

Oh but if only he knew I could live a hundred lives and graduate fifty times before I died. If only he knew that I did live for sooooo loooong.

It would make things easier to tell him that I had a special thing with Colin, and after graduating once it wasn't important to go to school. One of the many perks of being a Supernatural, you traveled and met so many people that your life in itself was a learning trip.

Despite not showing it, Constance was a practical genius. She's been on all continents and learned from more cultures than any history buff ever could, including extinct Indian tribes and settlements that aren't around anymore.

"Thanks for the advice Mr. Banks but... we have everything under control." Colin said, smiling at him softly. "Thank you for your concern though."

Mr. Banks almost looked insulted by the fact that we were waving him off. He didn't say another word as Colin and I turned away to walk to the checkout, laughing and giggling to ourselves.

Well there's one plot hole in my life filled in.

After we stepped outside, hoodies on and our bodies "shivering" for the effect of being cold, Colin wrapped his arm around me.

"It's kind of scary." He said randomly, my body folding into his like a puzzle piece completed by the other.

I tilted my head and yawned. "What is?"

He shrugged lightly. "This. Us. Relationships. Because it either goes on until death or... or it doesn't. And if it doesn't, then how long will it last? How long do I have until this feeling wears off or we decide to go separate ways. What'll be the cause of our breakup? And if we go on for forever until death, what'll we do? When'll we have kids or get married. What kind of a house will we have? I'm terrified, Everly. Talking to Mr. Banks made me realize that eventually we could be doing those things and I'm scared." He stopped and stood in front of me, his hands gripping my arms next to his car. "I'm terrified that one day you'll leave me. Or one day I'll have a reason to leave you. I cant physically imagine you not here, even though it's just been a few weeks. I cant imagine a reality without you, but at the same time a future with you is still scary. Who'll do the dishes, who's better at making the bed? Who—"

I stopped him by pressing my lips against his, quieting the truth for just a minute. His lips moved in sync with mine, a fleeting moment of perfection and passion.

"Colin. I'm not leaving you. And I wouldn't give you a reason to leave me. It is scary you're right, but that is also kind of exciting right? Knowing that in ten years you could be somewhere different from where you are now." I pecked his lips and opened up my door. "You just have to live life at the moment. Forget tomorrow. Fuck yesterday. Live in the moment."  My own personal motto.

He smiled at me and pulled me into an intoxicating hug. "I... I love your mind." He kissed my forehead and pulled away quickly, walking around to the other side of the car and getting in without another word.

I thought he was going to say something else, something much more personal. But... that's not what happened. I couldn't lie to myself and say I wasn't disappointed.

I got in and shut my door, the heavy tension strung out like a cord between us. "This is my favorite time of day." I said and leaned my head against the window, looking up at the stars. It was a random thought that flittered through my head. I just needed to change the topic and get rid of some of the tension.

"It's night?" He quipped and pulled out of the parking lot.

I smirked. "Yes. That's the point." I licked my lips and faced him seriously. "Colin? Can I... can I tell you something?" My heart began racing and at first I thought I could hide my emotions from him but I couldn't.

He could tell what I was feeling, Vampire or not. I knew because I would bet my life that he felt the same. I was cocky and selfish when it came to him. I felt like I knew him better than I knew myself. And that's saying something, because I was once locked in a dark room by myself for 2 weeks in order to get to know myself. Gotta love family traditions.

He turned to face me. "Yeah. Go for it." He said, and for some reason I felt comfortable betting a million dollars he knew where I was headed.

"Colin. I lo—" my phone began ringing to the familiar tune of I Will Not Bow.

I was just going to let it ring, I was just going to listen to the song until I could tell Colin what I wanted him to know. Some could say it was too early but if you feel something then you feel something. Is love like arthritis? You only get it when you're older? When is old enough to fall in love? When I'm forty and five times divorced? Or 15 in a six year relationship?

But for some reason that call seemed important. I picked it up and held my hand up to Colin when he went to say something.

"Yes?" I snapped, not really meaning too. I cleared my throat. "Sorry, what's up?"

Kasparov was quiet on the other end and as per usual the Dawn silence was much more deafening than any scream or crash. It had my heart racing a million miles an hour.

"I didn't even know he was here." He whispered and I barely caught what he said next. "Becker is gone. Konrad might have already risen." And then the deafening silence was back.

I don't know if Kasparov hung up or if I broke my phone before he even made it to the button, but I did know that glass was breaking the skin of my hand as I crushed my phone in my grip.

Blood ran down my arm and onto the shirt I was wearing but I didn't really care. Let it stain. Eventually I'd have more blood on me anyways, it wouldn't be mine, but someone else's. I'd spell it out in guts on my front lawn. K-O-N-R-A-D

"Oh my Lucifer, Everly." Colin pulled the car over on the side of the road and nearly jumped over the seat, ripping his shirt and grabbing my hand.

I didn't even feel it as he wrapped it around my hand, putting pressure over it.

"You know I can't feel it." I said flatly, watching deep red liquid fall down my arm in streaks.

He blinked at me. "You're not who I'm worried about. It's the person who's anger this is going to be put out on." He said sincerely and tied the fabric. "What happened?"

I didn't even cry. I wouldn't cry. I didn't need to cry. Becker deserved more than me crying to my boyfriend. He deserved an army sent to rescue him and bodies to be dropped doing so.

"Kasparov thinks Konrad has risen and he has Becker." I replied, but that's not where my thoughts were. They were on how fast I could get to Quebec.

My family and Colin were right. I guess no matter what I promise my father, I just never can listen to him.