She closed her eyes and let out a sigh and punched him in the shoulder "Don't be sorry you Idiot like you said you was at work. Besides, I got a glimpse of the White cat." She said to him "In a odd way he reminded me a lot of you. Then again you couldn't really hurt a fly could you." she said teasing him she lend against him. " I trust you with my life Vincent. I wouldn't be able to get through my dads death if you wasn't here. Vincent... he was on it again... his drugs... the reason that I was hurt as bad was because my apartment... some one set a bomb at my place killed the cop that took me home. Dad.... he... told me I was now the mobs.... he traded me off to settle his debt." she said to him<br/><br/>She blinked when she saw tears in his eyes "Your such a cry baby Vincent. I don't hate you at all and it nice that you did. It helps me to remember how to feel and doesn't help me become so numb by the fact that I lost what seems to be my only family. When reality is that you and dad was family and now your the only one I have left. Just please if anything bad was to happen just run away I can't bear to think of losing you too." she said to him. She then got up "Hey I know let me fix you breakfast. For me sounding so heartless and kicking you out of bed." she said to him and before he could say anything she speed out of the room and to the kitchen. She took out the pot and pans and started to cook.