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He nodded, now to himself. "I should return to my headquaters for sleep, tomorrow will be a long day. Interesting to say the least." Franky hurried through the house and to his room. He shut the door and collapsed onto the bed, out like a light before he hit the bed.

I sat in the kitchen, preparing tomorrow's breakfast. It is not like me to be nosy, but I could not help but hear Ms. Alexia and Franky speak of leaving tomorrow. I was not attached to this house, and was actually somewhat happy to go, but the least I could do was help out. Ms. Alexia never spoke to me anymore, as if I had driven a line between us when I brought Asher here. I wished she would forgive me. I added another chocolate chip to the pancake mix. Asher hasn't felt well lately, so he says, and spends hour after hour in his bedroom. I heard footsteps on the stairs. "Who's there?" I called into the night. I threw a robe on over my night gown. "Hello?"

Lillith paused at the base of the stairs. "Sorry... I didn't know anyone else was up..." she whispered before entering the kitchen. "I... had problems sleeping..."

"It's alright, Lillith, I was just preparing tomorrow's breakfast, if you can't sleep you can stay down here with me," I sat her down at the table and went back to the stove. "Do you like hot cocoa? I would prepare some homemade for tomorrow but I'm not sure everyone..." Franky walked in, to be honest I don't know him really. "Oh hello Sir," I curtsied and opened the oven to check on my pumpkin bread, "We were just preparing breakfast, seeing as Miss Lillith couldn't sleep and we are leaving tomorrow for another safehouse, so I hear. Come down for something to ea..." I then put a hand to my mouth, remembering Alexia's words, tell no one. I was not supposed to know that. "I mean, I wasn't spying , per say, more so..." the words would not come out right. I thought about how father would slap me for hearing things I wasn't to hear, I could almost feel his alchohol drenched palm reaching rapidly toward my cheek. Some memories are as cruel as those who made them.

He nodded. "Alright. Oh, and the news does not have to be that much of a secret. People have a right to know since we will be moving them. To a right now undisclosed location, as of now. Moving is shock enough, but the state this place will be in after is horrid, I will let you talk about it. Just do not reveal to much about our plan. Plan's have the word secret next to them most of them time for a reason, you know. Refrain from spying next time please. Now may I have some of the loaf please? It looks delicious." Franky said smoothly, as not to raise any alarm. His tone of voice tended to scare even the most hardened of people. Only when he was angry. It was something Franky had to work on, which he was.

"We probably should be, but we could not. One of them over heard our plan, so now the other girl knows more than half of it. You go back to sleep miss, you look tired. Also I don't think people would like to be walking around the drafty house in their night attire." Franky chuckled.

Lillith nodded to the other girl and got the carton of eggs out of the refridgerator. "If you are going to make hot cocoa the old fashioned way you might want the milk too..." she suggested as she pulled it out as well. "Anything else?"

Franky chomped a big hole into the bread, then finished it in one gulp. "Thank you. I suggest we all attend to hunting right now. Tomorrow we will need our fill because the non existent god knows how long we will be stuck in the houses for. Follow me if you want to go hunting now." Franky walked out of the kitchen and down the hall, towards the front door. Where known horrors might already be.