Strength sustained within me as I stepped into subconsciousness. I started hearing a soft song and maybe a conversation. The last thing was being difficult. I then felt a surge of pain in my spine. I immediately opened my eyes and stiffened. It wasn't surprising that Whitley was the first one and my side. The song had stopped. White and Black appeared from who knows where. Whitley started to pick me up, which resulted in a scowl/scream to escape me. She immediately stopped and looked at me. Fear was written across her face.

"Bloody spine." The trio chuckled at that.

Black took Whitley's place. He very carefully moved me onto his lap. Pain sapped my strength almost instantly. I felt something sharp poke my neck. I relaxed. The pain disappeared almost immediately. He let me go after a moment.

"Thanks..." I murmured as I rubbed my neck.

"Mm hm." He mumbled quietly. Whitley sat down next to me. My face felt warm as she hugged my arm. White sat down on the floor, which surprised me.

"So... Gold told us that you needed to tell us something." I paused before realizing what she meant.

"Oh... right..." I murmured while adjusting. "Um..." I lowered my head. "You guys don't have to keep covering for me."

"What's that supposed to mean? We cover you for a lot of things."

"I mean..." I cursed under my breath, which made the others laugh. "Hiding the truth about my last name." That made the others stop.

"Why?" White touched my head. I know what she was trying to do. She was seeing if I was feeling well.

"Well... I met a family member that opened me back into my family." Whitley's eyes flashed as a smile appeared.

"So you're going to accept who you are?"

"Most of it." A loud groan escaped from her. Me and the other two giggled.

"You will show yourself, Blake Fedorov. If I have to pry it out of you, I will."

"You are going to get it from my cold, dead hands."

"Bet I will."

I stare at her. Whitley is one of the sweetest people I know. It was very surprising to hear her say that. Blake? Maybe. White? One or twice. Lost count. Whitley? That's something to stop for. She must've taken notice of my silence. An innocent smile crossed her face.

"But I suppose we can discuss that later."

Now that was cold. She wasn't going to kill me or even damage me. Darn it.

"Hmf."

"Can I ask you something?" Black asked.

"Yeah."

"Who was the family member?"

"You're gonna lose it."

"Bet."

"Gold."

"Ha... I can see it. You both flirt. Handsome. Unique. Difficult."

"You're not gaining friends that way."

"Likewise."

"Mmm."

A growl filled the air, resulting in a giggle from everyone. I groaned as I grabbed my stomach and laid down. Black smiled.

"Here. We'll get you some food. How about tomorrow you call him tomorrow. How's that sound?"

"Yeah..." I murmured weakly as they went into the kitchen.

I hear some light bickering within that made me crack a smile. Whitley came back with some food. She giggled when I snarfed it down.

"Someone was hungry." She said as she tucked me in. "Don't try to fake sleep." I snorted rather weakly.

"You can try to make me fall asleep, but you-" Drowsiness washed over me before I could finish. I fell asleep almost instantly. I heard Whitley whisper quietly:

"Goodnight... Blake..."