Shane = Bold

Vaughn = Normal text

"I don't know who the hell you are but you are quite literally the only person on her contact list apart from me and I can't exactly call myself for help so I can't bring myself to care. You're going to help me Lost Girl."

"Uh...it's Lost Boy actually."

"Doesn't matter. You're going to help me."

"Why on earth would I do that? I don't even know you. Come to think of it, why do you have Super-girl's phone? Did you kidnap her? You little-"

"No. Of course I didn't. What on earth are y-"

"SUPER-GIRL! SUPER-GIRL! CAN YOU HEAR ME?"

"Are you trying to make my ears bleed?"

"Yes, now what have you done with Super-girl?"

"Super-girl?"

"The owner of the phone you're holding."

"I have some serious questions to ask that girl."

"You know her?"

"I'm her cousin."

"Wait...hold up. As in the same cousin who was bleeding to death in an alleyway?"

"The very same."

"So... you're not dead?"

"I'm speaking to you right now. Yes. Of course I'm dead. I just came back to haunt a boy I've never met because you know, why not?"

"I'm beginning to see how you're related to Super-girl."

"How did you know that I got stabbed?"

"Didn't you want my help for something?"

"Yes."

"Tell me what it is and maybe I'll consider it."

"My cousin, who to you is known as Super-girl for some absurd reason, left the house four hours ago to pick up my uncle from a pub ten minutes away and hasn't come back yet."

"Your uncle as in her dad?"

"No Lost Boy, her great grandmother."

"So you're calling me Lost Boy too now?"

"Well, I don't see why not. It's what she saved you as in her contacts. Are you her boyfriend?"

"Why can't you go and get her yourself?"

"Lost Boy you seem to have forgotten the small detail that I was stabbed. I could barely move my arm to reach her phone that she had left behind because she is the definition of a forgetful idiot, let alone get out of bed."

"Fair enough, but what do you expect me to do about it?"

"Go and get her. The address is 57 Prince Lane."

"..."

"What is up with that suspenseful silence thing you have going on there?"

"I can't."

"What do you mean you can't? Lost Boy, my cousin hasn't added a contact to her phone in two years. Being a contact in her phone is an honored position. She wouldn't just put anyone in there."

"I'm sorry but.. I can't."

"What about this don't you understand? Your Super-girl might need some saving of her own and you're just going to sit there?"

"I don't have a choice."

"Yes, you do. What could possibly be more important than a human being's safety? Possibly their life?"

"It's that serious?"

"I wouldn't have called a stranger if it wasn't."

"Why are you so worried?"

"My uncle and his mates  aren't the safest people to be around."

"How do you know?"

"This isn't the first time this has happened."

"What's happened? What happened before?"

"I...I'm not going to tell you."

"Why not?"

"Because she hasn't told you. That means you're not past the contact number stage of friendship."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It's how I monitor friendship." 

"Is she okay?"

"How would I know?"

"Well, do you think she is?"

"I doubt it."

"Well in that case..."

"You'll go?"

"If there's one thing Super-girl taught me it's that a person's life is far more valuable than the owner of it makes it out to be."

"That was real deep man, is she your therapist or something?"

"May as well be. Can you give me that address again?"