Sadie, Age 9<br/><br/>Sade smiled faintly, stroking a finger over the old timey looking kodak picture. Zeke looked just as he had then, occassionally grumpy, but increasingly amusing. Smarter then a 9 year old had a right to be after years with her demonic companion, the young girl sighed, rolling over to peer out her window. The sun would go down soon. She was rather eager to see her long time friend again, having been away at a summer camp for the past two weeks.<br/><br/>Slipping off her bed she padded into the bathroom, climbing up to peer into the mirror. "Zekey...Zekey are you home?" She still found this to be the simplest way of communicating with him, and since she hadn't made a big deal of coming home, choosing to do it during the day when she knew he would either be sleeping our out doing business deals, she knew the excitment of seeing her again would be brightening for both of them.<br/><br/>"Zeke? I have some stuff for you...I made it at camp. I know youll like it."<br/><br/>Over the past few years she had come to discover her companion liked the items she made, finding them tacked on his walls and any other flat surface. Admitedly, they brightened his home up immensly, even if some of them were from when she had been five and were akin to little more then scribbles and odd shapes.