This Impossible Year [Brendon Urie Fanfic] <COMPLETED>

Meet and Greetings to you, too.

"It all started with one night," Sarah said to the investigator. She glanced at me in the corner and stepped closer to Brendon. I took a break from chewing at the chains binding my wrists to hiss at Sarah. She looked towards me and yelled, "Leave us alone!"

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(Brendon's Point of View)

   I was retiring to my van after a fan Meet-and-Greet after a concert. I chuckled under my breath and ran my fingers through my hair, damp with sweat. I loved my fans. I was about to step into the van when a noticed movement to my right. A small girl, no older than ten (10),  huddled in the shadows, her silver eyes -- illuminated by the moon -- trained directly on me. I figured she was just another fan looking for a meeting with her favorite celebrity.
   "Hey," I called out to the girl. She startled and backed farther into the shadows, her crouch resembling a cat's. Zach popped his out of the van.
   "Everything good," Zachary asked. Good old Zach. He was great. He was always looking out for me and my fans.
   I shook my head. "Nothing's wrong," I said without taking my eyes off the girl, "just a shy fan." I took a couple steps toward the girl. "You can come out," I coaxed her gently. I cocked my head to one side. The girl mimicked my actions. She took a few steps into the light and she, too, cocked her head.
   She looked to be a pretty girl, but she was caked with years of dirt and grime. Her hair was greasy and fell in clumps down the sides of her face. She wore a tattered black beanie and a dress that was worn beyond color recognition. She blinked slowly and stood on unsteady legs.
   I held my hand out to her and took a step back to the van. "Can you tell me who you are," I asked as she followed. She blinked once, twice, three times. She didn't understand. I led the girl back to my van where I found some leggings and a band tee for her to wear. I let her take a bath and dress herself, then I led her to my bed. Sarah and I would sleep on the couch that night.