"Charlie!" I screamed as I climbed to the top of the car. The man int eh car behind us shot at me. "Ah!" I screamed. I looked down and saw Charlie on the truk of the car. "Charlie!" I screamed. I pulled her back inside the car and took her gun. The man that was the passanger of the black car got out on teh top of the car and pointed his gun at me. I watched him, shocked and scared. "Phoebe! Shoot him!" Ron yelled from inside the car. I heard a gun shot and shut my eyes. A heard a thump and saw the man fall off the car. I screamed and got back in the car. I climbed in the back seat and brushed Charlie's hair out of her face. She was not hurt, just knocked out. I looked at her very closely for a moment. She had changed so much... Her eyes were emerald green, her hair was straight and black. And her skin was pale. She was beautiful. She was wearing white pants and a white belly shirt with sleeves that went down to her elbows. I laughed, relizing it was an outfit that looked just like Pademe's in Star Wars.

"Pho. get back up here." Ron said as I took one last look at Charlie. When I sat down Ron handed me the baby. "What? When did I set him down?" Ron chuckled and smirked and then said, "You didn't." I smiled at him and then studied Tyler's face. "Ron? Why do you think I can't stop looking at their faces?" I asked as he looked over. "Because you haven't seen them for two years." I nodded and looked back at Tyler. His black hair, his eyes that were never one solid color. His pale skin, and his little freckles that covered his cheeks and nose. As we drove past a field late at night I saw a boy. He was tall, skinny, and had blonde poodle hair. "Ron, stop the car." I said as I opened the door. I handed Tyler to Ron and walked twords the boy. "Now, you look lost sweet heart. What's your name?" The boy hesitated and then said, "Nik." I smiled. "Well, Nik. Would you like a ride home?" He looked down and said quietly, "I have no home." I gasp and covered my mouth. "Oh why you poor thing!...Come live wiht us. Come be a part of our family. We have a 13 year old daughter named Charlie. And a three year old son named Tyler." I grabbed his hand and walked him back to the car. I opened Charlie's door as she woke up. "Mom! I was-" She stopped as soon as she saw Nik. They both stood there for the longest time. Just looking into each other's eyes.

"Uh, hi. My name is Nik." He said, holding out his hand. Still dazing at Charlie. "I'm, I'm-" Ron turned around and said "Charlie, we've been over this!" And Nik laughed. He had blueish greenish eyes, and his smile seemed to light Charlie's fire. Or as Ron called it just to make fun of her, her lonley fire. Charlie skooted over and made room for the boy. They talked until 3 in the morning. Just talking about any and everything. "Ugh! Finally they're all asleep!" Ron said as he pulled into a long gravel drive way. "Woh, woh! Who lives here Ron?" I asked. "Us now." He said without looking back at me. He parked the car and picked up Tyler. I stopped him as I looked at Nik and Charlie. "Aw Ron!" I whispered as he looked at Charlie. Charlie had fallen asleep on Nik's shoulder. His head was ontop of hers and they looked so peaceful. "Wake up kids!" He yelled as Charlie screamed in fear. "Dad! Why'd you wake me up like that! You scared me!" He shrugged and walked into the house. Nik looked tired as he walked to the door. Then, I noticed a scar on his right arm. It went right across all his veins on his lower wrist. "Nik? Would you come here please?" I asked as he rubbed his eyes. He nodded and walked over. "How'd you get that scar?" I asked. I picked up his arm and pointed to it. "Oh," He said, throwing his head back. "My father gave it to me. His name was Puck. He burnt me with a steel bar." "Oh, and uh. What about your mother?" He half smiled and answered. "I never knew her. After I was born she got shot in school and had some wacky surgery done that made her a vampire. Then, she dated my dad's twin brother."

I opened my eyes wide and thought back before the school shooting. I remember having him. "Oh God..." I whispered. Nik looked at me, conserned. "What's wrong?" I smiled and replied. "Nothing." Nik...was my child! And I forgot all about him! "Wait! Nik...Was your mother given anything after or before your birth that could cause her to forget things?" "Ha, yeah. I've tried to find her but, she just never turns up." He walked inside the house and fell asleep in the living room couch, int he same position as he was with Charlie in the car. I walked inside, tears coming up. "Pho? Are you alright?" Ron asked, he grabbed my arm and looked at me. I nodded and said, "Yes...I'm fine."