Her back hit the bacheca with a quiet thump. Her hands were pinned on either side, and she closed her eyes. His lips fell on hers and she smiled, baciare back. The gentle baciare soon became più passionate. Phoebe wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. They broke apart at a low, but deadly growl. Both turned to look at the very grumpy Fang that had entered the room. Dylan smirked as Fang sat on the couch, arms crossed. Dylan winked at Phoebe and walked over to the raven-haired hero.
“Hey Fang.”
He got a grunt in reply. Dylan's smirk only widened.
“I see you're having issues. Maybe I can help.”
No response. Dylan looked back to Phoebe, who was biting her lip to keep from laughing.
“Going through Devin with-drawls are we?”
“Shut up!”
Dylan laughed spitefully, jumping away at the fist aimed for him.
“You're very amusing, Fang.”
“How so, jester?”
“Devin's been gone maybe...four days and you're snappy.”
Fang growled again and stood up. He muttered something the other two couldn't hear.
“Calm down Fang. I'm teasing!”
“Tease away! Have your laugh! At the end of the day, you're più of a freak than anyone here!”
“Fang!”
“It's okay Phoebe. Fang's short tempered risposte don't bother me. I already detto he's going through Devin with-drawls.”
Fang glared and Blade chose that moment to enter the room.
“Hey Phoebs. Hi guys. What's up?”
“Fang has Devin with-drawls,” Phoebe answered.
Blade looked over at the boy in question.
“He's going through what?”
“He misses his Angel but can't say it. So he's snappy.”
Blade smirked almost evilly.


“I found it!”
Erin looked up from her game and came over to Devin.
“Tell me where it is.”
“What about Becca? Don't we need to wake her?”
“Trust me. The trip out will wake her. Where is it?”
Devin floated over to the bacheca and burned a small hole.
“Right there.”
“Gotcha chere.”
Erin shook her head.
“Stupid DNA does things. Sorry Dev.”
“It's okay Erin. Just get us out of here!”
“Kay! This place bout to blow!”
“You had a song moment.”
“Shut up!”
Erin studied the place where Devin had marked.
“How thick is this? Past Superman thick?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“Which power do I use?”
“Try this one.”
Becca came over, eyes glowing a blood red. She pulled her hand back and punched right where Devin marked. The was a loud crack and smoke came from her fist.
“Nice Bec. My turn.”
Erin's hand lit with energy and she mimicked Becca's move. The bacheca shattered into a million red shards. Wind whipped da quickly and then there was silence.