Cedric shrugged. "I suppose I could. We have things to discuss, I would imagine." He replied.

Allison nodded and walked in, she pressed ground floor, the doors closed, "So.. what do we discuss?"

"A few things. But first, how have you been" Cedric asked leaning against the wall of the elevator.

Allison looked at him confused, "Um. er-Fine?" Allison replied, puzzled.

"Are you sure about that? You look like you've lost weight and your blood doesn't smell the same. Then there was the fact that you mentioned being put in the psych ward. What was that all about?" Cedric asked.

"I haven't been eating much, I'm not hungry. Why don't I smell the same? Do a smell bad now?" Allison asked, confused.

"Why haven't you been eating much? You smell anemic." Cedric said. "Not bad just not healthy."

"Not hungry. I had a buscuit!" Allison replied nodding, "Anm-wha?"

"You need to eat more protein." Cedric said. "Why haven't you been hungry?"

"I'm just not, I don't feel it." Allison replied.

Cedric sighed. "I'm sorry Allison." He said. "I should have left you alone when I first met you."

"No you shouldn't, cause then I'd be alone." Allison replied, "I'd be living alone getting hurt by Amsterdam and such." Allison hugged his cold body, it brough her comfort, "I love you Cedric and I don't want anything to hurt you, and I don't want you to go away again.."

"Is that even possible?" Cedric asked. "The last time I saw you you ran away from me."

"I- I didn't mean too." Allison replied, crying.

Cedric blinked. He was confused. "You got out of the car and ran into traffic." He said.