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[Aiden]

Aiden followed them into the much bigger living room, and sat on the soft couch beside Stacey.  He remembered back where this is where they sat when he first met Stacey's parents.  How long ago it seemed.

He turned his head to Stacey, and nodded his head to show that he was fine with staying if she wanted him to.  He would leave it up to her.

[potter_fan122]

Stacey looked down at there hands and took a deep breath. She slowly pulled the dagger out and lifted it for James to see, the engraving facing him.
"Jonathan said to give this to you." She said softly but clearly.

James stood up, his eyes set on the sharp knife. "Where did you get that?" He demanded.

Stacey jutted her jaw out defiantly. "Like I said, Jonathan said to give it to you. He came to me by way of dreams. He caused the voices in my head. He caused all of my mental problems." She said, her eyes growing a little red.

James stood gracefully and took the knife from Stacey`s grip. "D*mn." He whispered, looking the knife over, only breifly scanning the engraved Ouroboros.

((Okay, because I still want some of this to be a surprise for you, I`m not going to finish this part. XD I`m going to skip a bit, and just reply to that.))

Stacey was staring at the floor, tears in her blood-red eyes. She was squeezing Aiden`s hand tightly, so tightly that her knuckles were white. She leaned oer and rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes to keep from crying.

[Aiden]

Aiden listened quietly, his eyes distant as he stared off toward the wall.  As Stacey leaned into his shoulder, he used his arm to cradled her cheek softly. 

He took a brief look at the knife, and the symbol on the handle.  He could only guess what it meant.
"It'l be okay."  He whispered in her ear, only loud enough for Stacey to hear.

[potter_fan122]

Stacey let go of his hand and wrapped it around him, shaking her head back and forth slowly. How could her own father have kept something like this from her? This was something vital, something about who she was. It said so much about who she was, about why her powers were developed the way they did.

James looked at the knife, then set it on the floor in front of the couch.
"I`ll leave you two alone for a while. I`ll be back in a few minutes." He said softly, then left.

[Aiden]

Aiden watched James leaves, grateful that he gave the two of them a moment alone to talk.  Stacey was obviously upset, and he wasn't sure what to say.

He took one quick glance at the knife before looking back at the wall.
"Love, are you okay?"  Aiden whispered, resting his hand on her shoulder.

[potter_fan122]

Stacey opened her eyes and nodded. She leaned back and wiped her eyes from the tears that hadn`t spilled ever.
"I`m fine, I just... I just don`t understand how he didn`t tell me this before. About everything. I mean, if Jonathan always seemed to be a threat, then he should have told me." She wasn`t really upset, just angry and confused. Frustrated.

[Aiden]

Aiden hugged her gently against his chest.  He wrapped his other arm around her as he listened quietly to what she said.  He couldn't help but think of what he'd do if he were in the same position.

"He must have a reason why he kept it from you."  He said quietly.

[potter_fan122]

Stacey nodded, not able to keep the red from her eyes.
"I know, but still. He... Jonathan could have killed me. Now or when I was younger. The voices have taken me over before, and not even Ginny knew that it was a live person causing it.

[Aiden]

Aiden nodded, understanding her fear.  Even if this Jonathan wasn't attacking him directly, he was attacking him by hurting those closest to him, Stacey.  That alone made him to want him dead.

Aiden hugged her gently, but leaned back after a moment to look into her eyes.
"He must be waiting for something."  He pointed out, pausing to take a breath and to think for a few seconds.
"We have to find what he's waiting for."

[potter_fan122]

Stacey looked up to meet Aiden`s eyes.
"I know, but nothing makes sense. He doesn`t seem to want anything in particular, he justs wants to... I don`t know, hurt me. Maybe its my dad he`s after." Her eyes moved to the doorway her father had left through.

"I just don`t know."

[Aiden]

Aiden lifted his head slowly and looked at the wall, his eyes getting distant as he tried to think of an explanation.  While he thought, his mind wandered back to the Ouroubos.

"Maybe if you spoke to your father...try to find out what happened with him and your father. Perhaps  if you knew more about what happened it would explain more." He suggested.

[potter_fan122]

Stacey took a deep breath and nodded. As if on cue, her father walked back into the room.

"Jonathan is your uncle." He said firmly. "And that`s something I`m ashamed of, but he is bad, and he will do whatever it takes to get what he wants." He looked down to the dagger, still on the floor.

"The Ouroboros mean immortality." He explained as he started to unbutton his shirt. "Life, and renewed death. Power." He had gotten the shirt off, and turned around. An Ouroboros was tatooed across his back. It was a blue dragon that was shaped in a circle, eating its own tail. "Jonathan`s is red. You can guess why." He said sternly, pulling his shirt back on.

[Aiden]

Aiden looked at the tattoo on Stacey's fathers back that was identical to the symbol on the dagger.  He stared long and hard at the dagger, thinking of why immortality would be on both the dagger and the the two brothersAdenineden suddenly cleared his throat, his eyes curious.

"Is that your dagger?" He asked, hoping it was okay for him to speak.

[potter_fan122]

James lifted his eyes to meet Aiden and shook his head.
"No. It is Jonathans, but it has killed many people. It`s blade is sharper than any other, and I`m sure you found that out." He looked at Stacey, who nodded.

"He wants something, obviously, but I don`t know what it is, and I`m guessing you two don`t either."

[Aiden]

Aiden shook his head, even if the question wasn't pointing directly at him.  He leaned forward, resting his elbow against his knee as his expression changed. 

He stared at the wall, obviously thinking.
"Would you have any idea what that would be?"  He asked.