Sora's pov

  "Well? Nothing? You couldn't find anything!?" Roman snapped at Ren.

It was two hours after we shut the party down, and kicked everyone out. Police were still swarming the home.

The only reason we did know Warren had been here was the cameras around the house.

According to Ren, he had been caught on camera on purpose.

"No, we couldn't. Why don't you guys get some sleep? We'll have cop cars stationed around the house the rest of the night and into tomorrow."

I touched Romans hand slowly. "Can we please go to bed? It's three in the morning." I pleaded.

Roman slowly nodded and headed a sigh. "Yeah, let's go to bed."

The door bell ringing made everyone tense and turned at once towards the sound.

"I'll get it, Ren, come with?" Carrots offered quickly. Ren nodded, and everyone relaxed.

Rowan walked over and handed me a note. I frowned and unfolded the crumbled paper.

Magical shit -Snow

I smiled and heaved a sigh. Have fun with some hot guys Snow, I wish you the best.

I paused as shouting was heard. I went stiff and reached out. Rowan grabbed my hand quickly and kissed my head.

"I said, where is my sister!?" I watched Liam storm in, and felt myself snap.

"You've been gone three hours, and just now thought of her?" I asked coldly. Liam paused and said nothing as I walked over.

"I hope you rot in the deepest pits of-" Rowan pulled me back as my chest heaved.

"She's fine." Rowan supplied and looked to Roman for help when Liam crossed his arms.

"I'm not leaving until-" Liam paused as Roman walked over and stood in front of him. Roman was easily three or four inches taller.

"Get out." Roman commanded. Liam nodded, looking like he saw a ghost.

"Son of a bitch," I cursed as Liam left. Rowan winced and pulled me into his chest.

Reagan hesitantly touched my shoulder. "Sora, do, so you want to sleep together tonight?"

I swallowed. "Sure, I'll sleep with you."

Reagan shook his head. "No, I meant... all of us. That way, none of us have to be worried."

I smiled and looked around. "Guys?"

Rowan kissed my head. "I'm down."

Roman nodded and looked at the ceiling. "Yes, I won't sleep other wise."

I smiled. Roman has always been such a worrier.

"Of course I'm in, I can't wait." Carrots said waving a hand.

Rowan nodded then paused and pointed a finger at Ren.

"You aren't invited Reggy."

Ren's lips twitched. "Good night everyone. Sweet dreams." He told us and waved.

I inhaled and collapsed in Rowan's arms the moment Ren left. No need to act tough any longer. I was beyond lucky to have people I didn't have to act strong for.

"Time for bed." Roman said sternly.

Carrots frowned.

"Bed bed? Or do we giggle and share spooky stories?"

I laughed despite everything. Thank you Carrots. And thank you Pink for allowing me to be with everyone.

***

"What do you mean, lunch with your father?!" Roman exploded.

I sighed and looked at Rowan. "Pass the juice babe?" Rowan nodded and grabbed the orange juice.

"Here hunny boo." Rowan told me then grabbed a magazine flipping through it.

Roman flushed. "Would you all stop acting like I'm over reacting?!"

I winced. "Roman, I agreed, I can't go back now."

Carrots looked over. "Yes you could, ditch him, and come to the beach with us."

I cracked a smile. "That is so sweet, but I need to do this, I need to face him and get this over with."

Reagan paused and swallowed his bite of muffin. "You aren't going alone, are you? I'll come!"

I smiled and reached over messing up his brown locks. "I love you, but that's a horrible idea."

Reagan pouted and looked away.

Roman pointed at himself. "I'll go then. If things get bad I'll just punch the living shit-"

I cleared my throat. "Okay, no, you can't go. I'll take Whiskey. He'll have my back."

Roman sighed. "He's a hamster."

I pointed at Roman. "You said I was just a cat, what if Whiskey is secretly a mage or something cursed by a witch?"

Roman faltered and slapped a hand over his face while Rowan nodded and grabbed his chin.

"That makes sense!" Rowan said and looked over at Whiskey, who was drinking from a small cup.

The cups I got him for Christmas.

Whiskey blinked and scurried up my arm. He saluted Roman and squeaked loudly.

Roman cursed and nodded. "Fine! But don't get into trouble. I mean," Roman paused and frowned.

"Hide so trouble doesn't fine you." Roman corrected.

Reagan huffed. "I still want to go."

I rolled my eyes and stood. "No you don't, but I feel better knowing you're worried about me."

Carrots paused. "Are you leaving? Want some pepper spray? I have a tazer and a switchblade-"

I raised a hand. "No need. I know kitty-kung-foo, I'll be good- wait, switchblade? Can I -

Roman slammed his hands on the table. "No switchblades!"

I pouted. "Buzz kill, but fine, I'll be back later."

Sorry for the hold up! I was re-writing a story, and I wanted a few chapters up.

Let's just say it was terrible, and now it's awesome.

It's called His girl their desire for those who have time to check out the new version!