Of Love, Lies and War <3

"What's happened to her?"

"that's for her to tell you if she chooses to do so."

"She's my sister, whatever your name is… I need to know."

"It's Vander and if you really needed to know things you wouldn't have went about having her believe you were dead for all these years. When she's good and ready she will either come see you or she won't."

(( My solo show is on Monday and I still don't know my monologues and they just won't go in! It's so frustating and I'm terrified ))

"She had to think I was dead so she wouldn't come looking, she is stupid when it comes to family loyalty. It was to keep her sa- Vander? The people that captured Amalia had a kid called Vander, a daughter too but I never caught her name."

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"She isn't stupid she's upset, understandable I'd say. Just give her time. And yes Vander...or that's what I go by anyway." he answered calmly even though he tensed slightly at what he'd said about Amalia's captures. "What does the girl look like, do you know?"

((Oh my... have you tried working line by line only?"

(( Yup.. I've learnt tons more but it's just so much to learn in so little time :/ ))

"They never said what they looked like, just their names."

Vander wrinkled his nose in frustration but nodded. "Well this will be your room." he answered quietly pushing a door open.

((Suckish))

"Back then it was only a young girl though, about four or five years younger than what Amalia was at the time."

"The girl was about four or five then yes?" he asked quietly lowering his head.

"Mhmm," He nodded, "People weren't too well off money wise, I don't think. It's why they took Amalia, they wanted to ransom money or they were going to kill her…. Heard 'em talking that if they still knew where their son was they'd bring him in, make him befriend her to gain her trust to make the job easier."

((Actually I just did the math on that ...I was thinking of when Vander left his sister and such she was about four/five years old.... how old was Ama when she was taken? Fifteenish?))

Vander growled lowly in the back of his throat. "Mm sometimes people have no common sense."

(( No clue, I forgot what age I said she was. It was ages ago we done that haha )))

"Mm," He mumbled, "How's the cut on her side now? The really nasty one that they done to her? I remember seeing 'em do it, something like that wouldn't ever stop hurting."

((Haha I know! I'm just trying to get the ages right here... I want to say she was fifteen but then I think she was like eleven I don't even know. We can figure it all out when I bring Van's sister into it.))

"It won't and it's no better I think..." he answered not wanting to tell him it was worse because of the other guy or that he knew the mark well.

Castiel just nodded and headed into the room, about to close the door before whispering, "I'm keeping my eye on you, Vander…. They described what the son looked like, and he sounded so odd looking that no one could match the description entirely other than the person. You're parents were a pleasure to kill." he growled before closing the door.

Vander stuck his foot in the doorway before he could close it all the way. "What did you do to the girl?" he asked quietly showing no compassion what so ever for what he said about his parents, his whole focus being on his baby sister.

"Girl wasn't there, I searched for her before the parents to hurt them by taking away their child, searched for you too but I couldn't find them so I had to settle for killing the parents instead." He shrugged, smirking as he hummed, "Oh, their screams were a delight to hear."

"You think you hurt me by telling me you killed them? I don't give a damn...you touch my sister though and I won't hesitate to kill you" he growled lowly turning to leave.

"You wouldn't do that if you care about my sister as much as it seems, as soon as she realises I'm here and not dead you'll see how much she idolises me. You kill me and she'd never forgive you." He replied before closing the door.

Vander clenched his jaw and balled his hands into fists muttering under his breath as he attempted to control his anger before he got back to the suite.

Amalia wandered out to see what was taking so long and frowned when she saw Vander's body language, walking to him and lifting her hand to rest on the side of his face, "Deep breathes, sweetheart." she encouraged, "Close your eyes and count to ten if that does not work."

"M' fine love, m' fine." he whispered after a moment having closed his eyes instantly at her touch. Slowly his arms went about her waist tugging her gently to him. "There uh seems to be something I need to talk with you about..."

"I know Castiel's an idiot…. But he's fiercely loyal, you know, would do anything for family - all my family are like that. We'd all die for each other." Amalia told him quietly.

"So I've come to learn Ama... it's not exactly about that..." he replied walking back into their rooms and locking the door behind him.

"What is it then?" She asked with a frown as she followed.