Darla looks at Shelby "because Tristan has told me all about you of course" Shelby didn't believe her but she was satisfied for now. She turned back to tristan. "Tristan are you starting to feel better?" she asks worriedly she didn't know what to do this was the first time she had dealt fixing a person. "ya I'll be *cough* fine I swear. Please don't worry about me." Tristan musters a pains taken smile. Shelby fake smiles back. she couldn't hide the worried look on her face. Darla stands up and picks up Tristan with her. She carries him to her car and sets him inside. "Shelby you can follow me back to my house if you want." shelby nods they both drive to darla's house. Darla lays Tristan on the couch. Shelby follows her in. Shelby looks around slowly. She sees the basement door. "if my hobby isn't normal then what's in there basement."