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"But...why?" Ciara further questioned, that question having been on her mind for quite some time. She knew there was no reason to love her, so why did he feel the way he did? She had plenty of reasons to love him; he was so perfect. But she was merely trash, just as her 'father' had always claimed.

The smile on her face became even more real and apparent as she heard those words. She couldn't help but be overjoyed, regardless of the pain she was going through. He loved her. He really loved her. So, she knew she just had to say it. "I love you too."

Ixi smiled back at clyde "unimportant details really" she widdened her grin reavealing her sharp kanines. "So these freinds of yours...." she said circling clyde "there shapeshifters right?.....and you are......?" she finished. She had forgoten her hunger in the excitment of going on an adventure but now it had returned and she felt her eyes wandering to both Clyde and Trac's necks and well any necks thta were visible..

Trac saw her gaze on his neck.He smiled, revealing his as well."Good luck missy." he said smiling as he put his hand in his pockets."Looks like me and you aren't that different." It's good to know Trec and I aren't the only vampronic demons here. He thought.

"hmm" said Ixi studing Trac she hadnt even considered that there might be others here.

Van moved off into the bathroom as the doctor exited from the room avoiding contact as much as possible. He turned and locked the door behind him. He would be able to change with out worrying.

Van reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of tattered jeans and an old Metallica t-shirt that had the band name in white across the front of the normal black background. He then changed out of the dress shoes and socks into his normal black boots. Van then pulled out a denim jacket that was as big as his last one and put it on. Van topped it off with a black bandanna that he tied on his head low enough to cast a shadow over his eyes as well as cover the top of his head.

Van looked in the mirror he looked like he was back to normal, more comfortable in his skin.

Van had another task ahead of him now and that was sneaking in and out of Ciara's room. He had the doctor's pattern better than the doctor himself. He shouldn't have been back to see her till the next morning and the nurses had finished their rounds so unless she had an emergency she would be alright. Van saw a window that lead onto a roof top that van could cross to get to Ciara's room. He could even hide the clothes out there because they were in a weather proof bag. So after unlocking the door van went out the window hid the bag and crossed to Ciara's window as silent as the night itself. When he got to the room he opened the window with one of his daggers hid the dagger in his air and slid into the room without a sound. The nurse had closed the door thank god.

Van looked over at Ciara grinning widely, "Miss me babe?"

Van chuckled to himself a bit, "I bet I have something in my bag that'll fit you if you don't mind wearing a belt." He tried to imagine Ciara in some of his clothes, it could be funny though he probably wouldn't laugh.

"Alright. I'll be right back then." Van scrambled out of the window and moved to his bag. He reached in and pulled out another band tee, Queen ironically, a pair of jeans, and most of all a studded belt. Van closed the bag and rehid it where he wanted it to be before crossing the roof again.

Van slid back through the window with the clothes and put them folded into a chair, "There you go babe." Van was so happy that she was ok and back to herself he could care less what she needed he would find a way to get it.