He watched as she began walking away, no, limping away. She was a strong girl, which is one thing that Caden noticed about her straight away. She stopped, and Caden's head looked towards her, listening to what she had to say. He smirked, "Well then, I'll be looking forward to that day when you do." His tone was soft.

Caden headed back inside to Diaago and Carson, making his way through the crowd of people. "Diago where is Carson?" Caden asked. "Heh- about Carson, he's uh- past out on the couch..." Diago said with a nervous tone, gulping faintly. Caden rubbed his head, "Go start the car, I'll bring him out there.." He replied as Diago grabbed the car keys from Carsons pocket. Caden lifted Carson onto his shoulder carrying him out of the house, soon setting him in the back seat of the car. Caden got into the driver's side of the car while Diago hopped in the passenger seat.

Anya was surprised by his comment. It wasn't the thank you comment. She expected that from him. It was the comment where he'd be looking forward to the day she'd finally come after him to end his life. She gritted her teeth as she watched him go back inside. He was an odd one, she won't lie. Did he catch on to her weakness? Hopefully not. He can easily make her soft if he truly tried.

Anya limped all the way home. Her home was a small place, not in a well-kept area. She didn't care though. As long as she could survive she'd live where ever she wanted. She sat down on her bed, wrapping her hurt ankle up. It was going to take a bit to recover. Caden would have a better chance of taking advantage of her but she didn't care. She had been going easy on him anyway. Anya was still planning to go after him tomorrow.

Caden dropped Diago of at his house first, then taking Carson home. Carson had woken up a few minutes prior to arriving at his house, and he wasn't very pleasant when he woke up. "Where the hell am I?"Carson had said in a rather violent tone. "Aye, chill you, role man, you passed out at the party I'm just dropping you off at home." The car came to a stop, Caden then parked it getting out and opening Carson's door. He got out still having an attitude, which was normal for him after drinking alcohol. After he got into his house safely Caden slipped the car keys under his front door, soon disappearing in thin air.

When Caden arrived home he set his sweatshirt on the table in his living room, then quickly headed for the shower. After his short shower, he put on some black loose shorts, his towel on the top of his head, hanging from both sides. Caden slowly walked in his kitchen, getting some popcorn, then headed for his TV to watch some movies.

Morning arrived sooner than Anya expected. She was tired and she forgot why. That is when she remembered. She was out late, saving Caden's ass. She smiled as she got up. Perfect moment. She decided to have some fun so she could forget about what happened last night. She knew where he lived. She may have done her research which is why she knew so much about him. After getting dressed and ready, Anya went over to his place. She fiddled with his lock and managed to get the door open. She rolled her eyes. He doesn't even have a security system. He was a supernatural and many people were after him. He could at least have better defenses up. She moved quietly through his house.

He was probably still asleep. Anya decided to help herself until he woke up. She grabbed a snack and sat on his kitchen counter. She swung her legs back and forward as she waited. Sure it was weird that she broke into his house but that was just her style. Anya wasn't going to do anything else creepy. She chuckled to herself thinking about his reaction and what it would be like.

Caden opened his room door and headed down the hallway that led to his kitchen and living room area, at a slow-paced walk. He grunted, still tired, and wondering why in the world he woke up earlier than he usually does. He walked over to the fridge, opening it, and grabbed a strawberry milk drink, then closing the fridge. As Caden turned around from the fridge rather slowly, and looked at his table, seeing a human, a girl, sitting there, in his house, uninvited. He grunted, exhaling softly. Peering around he looked at his door, it was unlocked? He turned his head back towards the girl. He ran his hand through his bed hed hair, and rubbed the side of his face, "Who the hell are you?" He said in a rather tired tone, still not recognizing that it was Anya, he was absolutely, delusional.

She was amused how long it took for Caden to even notice her. He suddenly noticed her. Took him long enough. She smiled taking another bite of the snack she had stolen from his pantry. She swallowed when he asked who she was. "Morning sunshine," Her eyes narrowed partially. "It's your favorite girl," She chuckled. Anya hopped down from the counter. She placed a hand on his chest, pushing him against a wall. She tilted her head. Her face looked serious. "Show me that power of yours. I want to see it again," She said bluntly. Anya always had this odd behavior when doing her job. She wasn't usually like this outside of work.

Anya growled underneath her breath. Was he even listening to her? He was probably too tired to even analyze what was going on. "Hello?" She seemed confused. Anya's grip tightened on his chest. He needed to be more focused. What if Lev managed to come here, which he wouldn't but IF he managed Caden wouldn't have been able to fight.

He rose an eyebrow as she spoke, favorite girl. He chuckled, soon it faded. Listening to her he answered, "I would much rather not, but thank you for asking." He gave a soft, fake smile. Caden felt more pressure begin to be added to his chest, he was rather tired still and didn't pay much attention to it, or the fact that he probably was pissing off Anya, a game he played well.

Anya hesitated. He actually made her hesitate. He was just so calm and collected that it bugged her. She gritted her teeth. He gets on her nerves. She grumbled something under her breath and walked away. She just needed to breath. He was getting to her. "Thank you for asking?" She repeated what he said as if she were trying to analyze it. "You don't get it, Caden," She reaches for her pocket. "I didn't ask you. I told you!" She pulled out a throwing knife and hurled it at him. It grazed his neck and hit the wall. She did that on purpose.

Anya usually got defensive if she felt hesitant. "She me your damn power," She said in a sharp voice. "I won't tell you again," Why was she so addicted to his power? If she figured out how his power work then killing him would be easier. Not only that but supernatural power amused her. "Stop messing with me. You aren't cute," She paused after saying that. Actually his messy hair was rather cute. Wait! What was she thinking?! She glanced away from him.

Caden stopped spinning the knife when her defense went up, he chuckled. He knew Anya, enough to where pissing her off was easy on his part. He listened as her voice became louder and sharper. As he put the knife in his pocket, he stopped when Anya spoke the last part of her sentence. He laughed, walking towards her, "Oh Anya, but messing with you is what makes this fun." He paused before continuing on, grabbing her knife from his pocket, handing it to her, turning around and walking towards the wall. "By your reaction, it tells me different than what you said." He said in a soft tone, leaning on the wall.

It was like he wanted to be a target. She snatched the knife from him, shooting him a glare. He had just handed her the knife and returned the wall. "Just shut up already," She growled underneath her breath. She hurled the knife again but this time it clanked against the wall, not even going in, and fell to the ground with a sharp clatter. What had happened? Did she get so pissed off that it missed? She flexed her fingers, glancing at her hands. "Messing with me is going to get you killed sooner than what I have planned," Her voice got louder and louder every word she said. Anya was everywhere. It wasn't good. For just a moment her face showed that she was nervous. Anya had never been in a situation where a simple supernatural had fooled her this much.

The thing with Anya is when nothing works out. That is when she really panics. She starts making false threats hoping to scare her victim. "You know what!" She gulped after she said that. "How...how about I," She paused sounding confused. Anya took a deep breath. Her threat was going to sound pathetic after hesitating so much. She bunched her fingers into tight fists. Why couldn't she figure him out?