Darius never came to the door and Jane began to frustrated and as much as she hated to admit it, worried. She returned to her apartment and peered out of the front window down to the parking lot. She searched the parked cars beneath the street lights for any sign of his truck but came up empty handed. She stifled a groan as she rummaged through her kitchen for the bag of chocolate she'd picked up at the store. "Got ya," she said as she found it hiding under one of the empty bags she'd carried the milk in.<br/><br/>Hurrying back down the hall, she was stopped by an elderly man who was coming out of his apartment with a small dog. "Hey, Mr. Aster. Taking Rux out for a walk?" Mr. Aster adjusted his glasses as he squinted at her. "Oh, good evening Jane. Rux here kept scratching at the door so I figured I'd take him out one last time for the night," he told her as he scooted by. "Well be careful," she warned as she watched him make his way down the hall, carrying the small ball of fluff in his arms.<br/><br/>Jane knocked on Darius' door once more, hoping that maybe he'd slipped in while she was away, but again there was no answer. With a shrug, she dropped to the floor and sat with her back against the door. She pried open her bag of chocolate and began eating them, piece by piece. She took her time unraveling each one and sucking them down until they completely dissolved on her tongue.<br/><br/>She'd bought a bag of 30 pieces and was down to 15 by the time she heard heavy foot falls coming up the hall. She remained seated where she was until Darius came to stop before her. She slowly got to her feet, stuffing her goodie bag into the front pocket of her sweatshirt, and stepped aside. She gestured for him to unlock the door and waited silently to follow him in.