Kristine's POV Oh what a happy couple they would be, Chris and Miranda. To bad there is nothing I could possibly do to ruin such a thing.. "Wow congrats you two." Said Emma's stupid sweet sounding voice. Elijah didn't say anything, just held her closely to his chest. I gritted my teeth at this, my hands twitching to reach out and strangle them. If Satan knew Elijah was involving himself with this human, they both would be killed. I don't want Elijah dead, just Emma. So I had to keep this quiet. Until my plan has run it's course. Nancy's POV I shakily stood up, walking out of Elijah's closet, I paused in his bedroom door way. I had to tell someone about this, but who? I'd die if Chris ever found out, and Miranda would kill me. Kristine would kill me, after torturing me. I really have no idea if Emma would keep this all a secret. But then there was Elijah. It was his fault that I was in this world, but he did give me a purpose.. And he is nice to me sometimes. Way nicer then before. "Elijah.." I spoke, looking at him, biting my lip. He looked up, his intimidating blue eyes locking on mine. "What do you want Nancy?" He asked in his usual coldness. "Can I please talk to you on private." I muttered just loud enough for him to hear. "No, I'm kinda busy here." He said, resting his head on Emma's shoulder. "Please, please, I really need you." I said tears spilling down my cheeks. Elijah's eyes widened, and snapped his jaw shut, with a tight nod. "Fine." He said, and kissed Emma on the top of the head before standing up and walking over to me. Emma watched us now, a small frown on her face as she looked between us. I nodded for him to come back into his closet. He followed with a sigh, and glared as we made it into the closet. "So what do you want." He snapped as we made it in there. I held my breath for a minute. "I'm pregnant.." I breathed. Elijah looked at me in shock, then at my stomach and took a step back. "How the hell is that possible.." He said. I sighed. "It's a long story..." I started. Bump?
? I walked into a tiny cafe, my high-heels making clicking sounds against the hard wooden floors. He was here, I'm sure he had been here.. A voice, as quiet as the wind blew towards my ears. I recognized that tone, that honey sweet voice. It was the kind that just made you feel like you entered home. Turning in the direction I finally saw him. Emmanuel. I was about to walk over, wrap my arms around him and finally admit my feelings for him, when suddenly a girl; seemingly my age, was in front of him, blocking my view. My heart broke. No. He couldn't already be taken. I hide my face, walking close to listen in to the conversation. "So why are we here again?" The girl asked. I looked her over more closely. She was very hard to judge. Her body language said she hated being here, yet her expression told me she couldn't be happy to be here. "It's called a date Farah, you need to eat actual food if you want to keep up this human facade." Emmanuel smiled. I melted at his smile, yet my heart froze at the word 'date'. Farah smiled, following Emmanuel to a table, I watched as they sat. I couldn't let this happen. Salrion's POV laying down on my bed I watched out the window, for a second just thinking about Justin. That demon killed him, I would destroy everyone one of them. "Sal are you ok." Alida spoke, resting her chin on my chest, watching up at me. I wrapped my arm around her, resting it on her waist, pulling her close. "I'm fine, just thinking about the past." I whispered to her. At the moment, no one knew she was in my room, my parents were sleeping, along with Jareth. "You shouldn't dwell upon the past my sweet, just look ahead to what the future can hold." Alida whispered back. I nodded with a smile. She was right of course. Whining over the past isn't going to solve anything. Action will. All I have to do is decide when. Sensing my thoughts were taking over me, Alida crawled onto me, her lips as smooth as Satin against my lips. My thoughts were immediately at their end, and only the feel of her was on my mind. I clutched her close to me, kissing her was passion. Emma and I never kissed like this, it was an intense thing, only to be shared between two people in complete love. That's something Emma and I never was.. And never would be. Kristine POV I slowly sat up in my bed, listening to the quiet apartment. Things here were to calm, there was no drama, it was beginning to be boring. I knew Chris had an affair with Nancy. And Miranda had no clue. I know Nancy is now pregnant with Chris's child, in fact Elijah and I are the only ones who know. But I also sense something may be happening deep inside Elijah, an inner struggle. I'm sure there is also something in Emma's head at the moment. She had doubt. Doubt about what. I wasn't sure. Now how can I bring all of this harmful information to the surface; so all knows. A party. Bump