Time to Bond

14. Fire to the Story

December 23, 6:30 A.M
The one thing Darrion hated more than getting up early this morning, was getting up early this morning to do her turn of the rounds of checking up on people. Darrion usually was okay with doing her side of them, but Ryan decided he wanted to switch their order of people they see; which meant. . . Janie. See Darrion truly wanted to care for Janie and like her, she did. But there were so many reasons her subconscious made for her not to, and sadly it was winning.

After Darrion put on a light blue t-shirt, some jeans and brushed her newly blonde locks, she headed off to her dreadful morning. Darrion made sure she took as much time as she could in the other rooms she had on her list. The people were not bad, yelling in pain, but none tried to throw an alarm clock at her forehead.

Darrion looked down on her list of rooms, and there was only one left. Darrion let a groan slip from her lips as she stop in front of the door that lead to the annoy bed redden girl.

Carefully, Darrion opened the door, bracing herself for any projectiles that might be thrown at her. But when she noticed an unsettlingly sense of silence, she walked in the room to find a strange sight. There was Janie and Melinda sleeping. Darrion chuckled inwardly at the amazing scene she wished she could show Vicki. Darrion slowly crept out of the room, quietly shut the door, and shuffled to the kitchen a lot happier then when she woke up.

_________________________________________________________________

Ryan sat at the table that set up in the school's giant kitchen. Charlie said he wanted to cook breakfast this morning, and Ryan gladly let him, he defiantly wasn't going to stop a perfectly good chance of a great breakfast, and heavens know Darrion wasn't going to cook it for him.

'Darrion'. Ryan couldn't get her out of his mind. No matter how hard he tried he just kept thinking about her. Anything about her, but mostly two things. One; was her safety. He still hadn't forgotten that vision/dream he had, and defiantly didn't forget the message the angle gave him. He knew something was going to happen and in the pit of his stomach, he knew that the person that would be getting hurt would be her. Two; was something less dramatic, and it was his Christmas present he wanted to give her. He kept convincing himself the present was going to be an 'I'm sorry for everything I broke these last few weeks' gift and nothing more. But either way, he had no idea what to get her. He knew Darrion would never have been an easy person to shop for, but shopping for someone who has had everything in her life then trying to get her something she never had while during the Tribulation, would not be an easy job to say the least.

When Darrion walked through the doorway and hoped down and took a sit at the table Ryan noticed a newly profane glow that was spread across her face.

"What are you so happy about?" He asked her

Darrion smile grew wider "Oh, nothing"

"Really? Because I thought today you had Janie duty, and need I remind she despises you more the anyone else. . . well except Vick"

Darrion shrugged " I didn't have to deal with her this morning, she was asleep"

Ryan let a fake gasp of shocked " Janie. Asleep. Couldn't have been"

" It's true, go have a look for yourself, Melinda is sleeping too" Darrion told him then turned to Charlie

"What are you making Charlie?"

"Oh, eggs, and waffles. But just for us though. There's not enough for everybody, I hope that's okay"

Ryan licked his lips when Charlie set down his plate on the table in front of him. " Oh, yes Charlie. I'm sure that the others wouldn't mind if we eat this delicious food." Darrion rolled her eyes, sometimes she just wondered about him.