Oh shit. She'd done it now. She'd wanted to show her strength in front of Alfred, not challenge Cass' authority. Her eyes widened as Cass grew deadly quiet. She knew she should apologize, almost immediately she started to, but Alfred was out there listening.<em>Her</em>Alfred. She bit her lip and looked down at her feet. She could smell him, almost taste him in the air, and Cass hadn't eatrn yet and Alfred had said it was okay and...Erica's face fell as she took a step sideways and wrung her now limp hands. "I just wanted something that was mine."  With his newfound powers Alfred might have caught the last, but without them he most certainly wouldn't have. Shrugging her shoulders, Erica moved down the hall towards her room, "take him, then, if he's what you want."  She closed the door partway, leaving about an inch open and lay on the king sized bed, staring up at the ceiling. What a mess she'd made of things.