Jack's POV

As I'm just about to loose hope the door beside us opens and we are both yanked in. We look back at a red head who is locking the door and putting the chain over it then she takes a chair and rams it against the door.

A blonde then looks at me as does the red head, "were you...bit?" The blonde one asks holding a frying pan and my eyes widen looking down at my bloodstained shirt. Emma.

I fall to my knees and tears stream down my face as I remember her dying in my arms what seems only seconds ago.

"Is he ok?!" The blonde girl panics and Flynn nods.

"He wasn't bit Blondie, the blood is his little sister's." Flynn tells her then walks up to me and puts a hand on my shoulder, "He loved his sister a lot."

The red head looks at Flynn then nods, "We're sorry, we have a couch if you wanna stay until they leave?" She asks with a Scottish accent and Flynn looks at me then at the red head and nods.

"Thank you." He says then helps me stand and takes me to the couch in the apartment's living room. I then feel tired from crying and fall asleep on the couch.

I open my eyes when I hear movement then take out my gun and point it at the head of the movement. I put it away once I see its the blonde girl and remember I'm in her and the red head's apartment.

"Sorry." I apologise quietly then sit up and she smiles sympathetically at me.

"I'm Rap, how are you feeling?" She asks and I look down at the floor sadly. Emma is gone.

"Better." I reply then look up at her, "where's Flynn?" I ask and she smiles.

"He's still asleep." She smiles to herself then looks at me with a small blush, "M-Merida's making breakfast if you want anything?" She quickly asks and I nod standing up and smiling at her.

"Yeah breakfast would be nice thanks." I accept the offer and we go to the kitchen. She likes Flynn.