Okay, the first I'd say seventy five percent, I wrote back in December. The rest I wrote a couple of days ago... in case you were wondering why it read different.

Chapter 2:

Reese yawned as she got off the train. The red haired woman, who had yet to tell Reese her name clung to her arm. Making Reese laugh a little at that one action. From the way the hand was squeezing her arm, she could tell the woman was terrified. Like she wasn't sure if this was the right decision to make.

"How much longer to the exit?" The woman asked as Reese just looked at her. Mentally kicking herself because she forgot that the arguably attractive red head was blind. "We just left... the turn styles here never get repaired so people just ripped them out." Reese spoke, as the other began to shake a little as she pulled out her cane from her hoodie pocket and began to tap the ground.

"You seem to be very scared for someone who is adamant they'll kill themselves..." Reese joked as she began to look around, never quite used to getting her bearings after she was on the train. Quickly finding the way she was meant to go, she began to tug the blind woman to the left as they walked down the road.

"You've never led a blind person anywhere before have you?" The woman spoke as she began to tap her cane faster against the ground. As if she herself was trying to regain her sense of direction. "Don't know many blind people... in fact you are the first one... and I don't even know your name." Reese spoke in a relaxed tone as the woman holding onto her just glanced towards her before looking back.

Groaning as she fought herself mentally the redhead spoke up, "You can call me Pyrrha. And it is simple, if we are turning I need to know the direction. This place is unfamiliar. If I knew the place you wouldn't need to even lead me." The woman know known as Pyrrha spoke as Reese just smirked a little. "Strange name... but I like strange. Turning right here to cross the street." Reese said as she noticed the can beginning to lead the woman into the turn.

As the came to a stop Reese reached over and pushed the metal button. Still hoping that she could talk the woman out of killing herself in whatever time she had left to do it in. Pulling out her phone to check the time Reese smiled. 'Only need to hold her off for two hours... going to be easy... hopefully.' Reese thought as they began to walk across the road.

"Turning left." Reese said in an over dramatized manner, holding her finger out stretched and began to tug her down the route a little. Smirking as the woman quickly followed, her cane sweeping back to the way it was before they crossed the road.

Bouncing the can off the ground as Reese smirked a little as she could see a small pot hole, hoping in a morbid way that Pyrrha would step into it, possibly twisting her ankle, preventing her from jumping in front of a train, or in the long run not kill herself.

That was until the red head holding onto her arm stopped. Reese stopped as well as to make it easier for the woman who began to tap the can against the pavement a few times. Tilting her head to expose her ear closer as she tapped the cane again. As if she was beating a war drum.

"I'm not sure if you are intentionally leading me to a pothole or not... but it isn't going to work." Pyrrha bit harshly, as Reese just glanced at the pot hole about ten feet away, and back towards the redhead.

"I forgot. But that is pretty cool... you have freaking sonar." Reese lied as the red haired woman turned to look at her. Pyrrha wasn't sure what part she should take offence at first. Smacking her cane into Reese's shins causing her to yelp. "It isn't sonar. It is closer to echo location... and even then, it still doesn't work all the time. Which is why you see me tapping tapping my cane. And I doubt you forgot the pothole."

Rolling her eyes as they continued to journey the rest of the way to Reese's small apartment, the teal haired woman just ignoring the way Pyrrha had seemingly seen through her lie, but glad that the woman made no attempt to head back to the train station. Meaning that she still had a chance.

As they continued to walk Pyrrha made sure to over step where she thought the pot hole was, and continued the journey. A small shiver took over the woman's body as a gust of wind blew through the street causing Reese to laugh a little.

"Clearly you need to get a better hoodie if a small gust makes you cold. But it isn't far left... a block or so." Reese stated as she began to look down the small one way street, seeing no car coming they began to cross the street. Smiling as Pyrrha had begun to tap at the curb and stepped down.

"That's great. I mean, I have nothing to base that off of. But great." Pyrrha said as Reese just shook her head. Her teal hair nearly whipping the redhead.

"Turning right. Last turn till you get to the apartment building's front door." Reese said as Pyrrha nodded as she turned with the woman and began to walk down what she had to admit sounded like a nice street. Just enjoying the way the faint heat from the sun which must have been nearly set entirely just hitting her back. It was something that she often found comfortable in a way.

As they made the final journey down the street. Reese getting slightly impatient at the speed Pyrrha was walking at, but she couldn't speed her up really. Just because of the fact Reese could at least see where she was going. But Pyrrha couldn't.

Reese smiled as she came to a stop in front of the outer door of her apartment. She could see Pyrrha sweeping her cane in large swings quickly finding the one stair and clearly getting what that meant as Reese began to turn towards it.

"It is just one step." Reese spoke as Pyrrha began to raise her foot carefully up, her foot just hovering over the top of the step as it slowly came down. She smiled as she felt the solid ground and began to move her other foot up much faster once she felt her cane connect with something solid that she assumed was a door.

Reese quickly unlocked the front door and swung it open. Reese began to walk through as she let go of Pyrrha's hand, she could see the look of panic on her face as she began to use her now free hand to swing as well, quickly grasping the door frame. As she pulled herself in through the door. Quickly letting go of the door frame she began to feel around until Reese caught her hand giggling. "Relax. It is just me. I live towards the back of this story."

Letting out a sigh of relief as she held onto the hand as she began to collapse her cane until Reese spoke up. "Yeah... that isn't the wisest move... my place is a mess. Like you could take your chances... but you will walk into things." Reese smiled as the cane connected with the ground anew.

Pyrrha began to tap the ground as Reese let go of her hand once more to unlock the door. Noticing for the first time exactly how messy the apartment looked. Clothes littered the floor along with the tools she would normally use to take apart her boards, which is now reduced from five down to four in the most tragic of ways.

Something she was still trying to recover emotionally from. She just hoped it wasn't something that Pyrrha would get caught on and injure herself.

The first thing Pyrrha noticed was the smell. The way it was just an assault on her nose. It was as if someone hadn't used a broom ever. The way there seemed to be a strong oil smell, she was almost positive Reese was screwing with her and brought her to some garage. She was about to speak up about it when she heard the sound of wooden legs being scraped across a hardwood floor. That was when she knew that it wasn't some joke, but what she did know was the area needed a broom a mop and just time to let the air run through to take that stench away.

Reese turned around expecting to see Pyrrha's hand leading her through the door, instead she saw the free hand holding her sleeve and forcing it to her nose. "What's wrong... I know the slightly dark room shouldn't bother you... and I mean... my roommate does play guitar... but she is never here. And I'm not making much noise." Reese questioned as Pyrrha looked around trying to find the voice.

"The smell. Do you bathe in oil or something?" Pyrrha asked rhetorically as Reese just looked around. "No... I may have spilled some when I was greasing the parts of my board I lost stopping you from jumping in front of a train... just be careful. There is like my entire wardrobe tossed around. And I have no idea where my long board is... so be really careful about that if you are going to go further than the doorway."

Pyrrha couldn't believe she was actually debating if coming to get something to eat was actually the right choice. But the anger her stomach was rumbling at the thought that she would turn away from the place was becoming louder and louder.

"This is going to sound childish to you... but can you lead me to a place to sit down? If the place is a mess, I can do some serious damage to you, your stuff and me." Pyrrha spoke as Reese began to laugh. "You already destroyed one of my most valuable things. And I got like a whole fifty bucks back out of it. All that remains of value are the two boards in my room, one is one the table... and my missing longboard. And my hands. I make my living with them." Reese said as she walked over to Pyrrha.

As Reese grasped the taller redhead's arm and quickly lead her around the couch. Only giving Pyrrha enough time to collapse her cane. Smiling as she felt Pyrrha grasp her arm tightly as the other hand never leaving her nose. Something that Reese found oddly cute in a way. The way the smell of something that she had come to forget unless the seal was freshly broken, just supposedly hurt her nose to the point she needed to cover up.

Gesturing to the seat, blushing a dark colour as she remembered the fatal flaw with that part. 'Right... blind... how did I forget that?'

"Behind you... I kind of forgot you were blind... not sure how." Reese said as Pyrrha just smirked a little. "Once the cane goes away, a lot of people forget. My sister forgets it a lot of the time, and I've been blind her entire life. And I mean literally her entire life." Pyrrha said as she began to take her hand away from face to begin to feel below her for the edge of the couch.

"Good to know I'm not the only one." Reese said as the blind woman quickly found the couch quickly sinking down in the clearly broken couch. "Yeah... as you can tell I'm not in the money. Which brings me to your meal choice. I have a noodle of the pot, and a witch of the sand... I think there is some meat in the fridge anyways." Reese spoke in an extravagant manner to try and entice the woman a little.

Pyrrha smiled as she tried to decipher what was being offered. "Whichever is easier for you. I don't want to inconvenience you."

"Noodle of the pot it is."

Octavia couldn't believe that it got to this point, but she could see why the police were called. They virtually pulled apart the hotel to find nothing. The two men in suits standing across from her, as Glynda held onto her hand. Even though her mother was sitting next to her, but the simple fact her dad was behind her making her feel almost frozen to her seat.

"About how long gone were you?" The man who was writing down in a notepad, but the fact they could very well find her, but it brought her no comfort. If anything it made her feel slightly worse.

"It was a couple of minutes. I walked out of the garden, straight to here to grab her sunglasses and left, running into my mom." Octavia said as Glynda just smiled a little at her, trying to make her feel more comfortable. Something Glynda knew was only working by a small margin. Which was all she knew she could do.

As the man who was taking the notes wrote that final thing down he closed the small notepad and looked at the elder Nikos. "I need to ask for a recent picture of course." He asked as Octavia could see her father reach out holding a picture that Octavia recognised really well.

How could she not. It was taken just the previous day. It was going to just be Pyrrha as a whole 'last day of being a Nikos' thing, but Pyrrha wanted her to be in it. It was something Octavia enjoyed of that day. Especially because Pyrrha was willing to miss the rehearsal dinner to make sure she had someone there with her for training.

And now Pyrrha was missing and it was destroying her. She didn't want anything bad to happen to her big sister. She needed her big sister to be alright. She was the only one that made her feel at home in the house.

"We'll do a sweep of the grounds and some of the rooms, and if we don't find her we will extend the search area." The man spoke as him and his partner began to walk towards the door. "I suggest staying put for the rest of the day just in case she just got turned around. If it goes beyond that, we will turn this into a full blown missing person's case." The officer continued as his partner left the room.

Octavia leaned onto Glynda's shoulder as her father walked over to the officer and began to talk to him, leaving the room as well. The pre-teen girl could just assume he was going to go to Jaune's room and talk to him. "Come now Via, let's go get something to try and calm your nerves." The blonde woman spoke as the red haired girl nodded.

Pyrrha smiled as she sniffed the warm plastic cup in her hand as she tried to decipher what it was that was inside. She already figured it was some cheap noodle type of food. She was secretly hoping that it was at least something chicken, because that was all she was smelling.

Reese just smiled as she began to dig into her own, as Pyrrha reached up with a tentative hand trying to find the fork she assumed was in the cup in her hand. She quickly found the fork and began to drag what she hoped was the food up and brought the chewy noodles and could already tell it was salt incarnate.

As she coughed she could feel the cup getting lifted from her hand as she covered her mouth. "Why is that so salty?" Pyrrha asked as she felt the cup return to her hand. "You don't notice it when it is a large part of your diet. Plus it preserves it... things could survive an apocalypse. It is scary in a way. But they are also quick." Reese spoke as She began to scoop more of the noodles into her mouth. Ignoring how she might look slovenly.

Pyrrha carefully took a smaller portion of the noodles up and began to chew the new mouthful. Feeling a little of a burn as the hot liquid that was still clinging to the noodles as it travelled down her throat.

"So what is it you do? Because you might not smell that oil... but I certainly do." Pyrrha asked trying to make some light hearted conversation to just buy some time. She could tell from the way that it was silent with the minor exception of loud slurping noises coming from the woman beside her that the woman also wanted to talk about something but didn't know what.

"I'm a tattoo artist and the occasional piercing. The oil again is from my skateboards... need to keep the bearings lubed up and grease just doesn't cut it to me. And I'd clean it up... if I knew where it was." Reese started as she began to look around to see if she could find the bottle in the mess of clothes. "But why don't you talk about what is so bad you planed to off yourself on your wedding day? I thought that was meant to be like the happiest day of your life. I meanwhile think it is just the government's way of screwing the smart people out of their money." Reese continued letting out a chuckle as Pyrrha began to scrape the bottom of the cup to get the final mouthful of food.

As Reese said that one comment Pyrrha lowered her meal and just looked up. As if she was staring into space. Like the stars had the answer to how she was going to be able to word it. "It is complicated... to put it simply, I just can't take it who I'm meant to marry."

"Then don't." Reese said in a matter of fact tone that actually started to grate on Pyrrha's nerves. She wasn't in the mood for this woman to act like she was an expert in Pyrrha's life. Nothing was that simple, especially on a matter as sensitive as her marriage with Jaune. Even though even thinking about that man was enough to make her skin crawl.

"I don't have a choice really, and I really don't want to talk about it." Pyrrha said as she lowered the plastic cup. Already feeling a little sick from the contents she had just consumed. The way the salt had just seemed to stay in her mouth as the girl she assumed was sitting next to her let out a hum of approval.

She had no idea why this woman was so happy with what she was eating. Pyrrha didn't even need to be able to see the nutritional information to know that there was probably next to nothing good in it. Instead all she could do was sit down while the woman next to her was just contently chomping away before she could hear some gulping.

"Hot!" Reese panted out, knowing she must have looked stupid and was in a near blush. She was even about to break down any form of mockery coming from the woman she had all saved from herself when the realisation had hit. Shaking her head a little as she gulped down a lung full of air to mend the burned flesh in her mouth as she spoke up again "Fine. I'm dropping it." Reese stated as she placed the cup on the coffee table that was in tatters.

Leaning her head back, Reese smiled as she closed her eyes. Wondering how she was meant to kill some more time with the girl on her couch. She couldn't rightfully force her... but at the same time, the teal haired woman would be damned if she let her kill herself. She didn't want to imagine what that would be like on her conscience.

'God, if Sun was here it would be so much easier... at least he would be able to pay up.' Reese thought as she opened her eyes a little to see Pyrrha slowly lean forward as if she was trying to find a place to place the plastic cup. Something that was amusing to her. Not even in a mean way from how slow Pyrrha was taking.

It was just from how the look on her face showed how determined she was. As though she wasn't going to accept any help. If Reese had to compare it to anything it was like a child that had just figured out how to tie their shoelaces. As she found the lip of the table, the hand holding the once full cup quickly shot to meet the other hand as she lowered it down she could hear a small almost mocking laughter that came from the woman next to her.

She was about to snap at Reese when a loud vibrating sound began to resonate. Hearing a small bit of fumbling followed by a full laugh. Curious a little but still not wanting to push in case Reese stopped accepting the requests of Pyrrha to just drop everything because she got nosey.

"Say... do you know what a bitch screaming from getting a tramp stamp sounds like?" Reese asked Pyrrha which just raised more questions to the poor red haired woman. She wasn't sure how that had come up in whatever conversation, but it just made her that much more curious.

"No. Why?"

Pyrrha hoped that the simple question was going to be enough to find all the answers she needed, but at the same time feared that she would get an unsatisfactory answer. It was probably the only reason that she was feeling even marginally willing to spill something to find out.

"I bet a friend about if his crush is straight or a lesbian with the stakes of if I won I got to give him a tattoo of my choice on anywhere on his body, with reverse odds if he won. And I'm going to see if he is willing to have me collect today or tomorrow."

Reese hoped that simple bait would be enough to keep this woman to at least stay the night. Just because from there on it would be slightly trickier to keep her from trying but it would be if Reese could get to the bottom of what was driving this woman to such drastic solutions. There was no doubt that if Sun or Ruby was there things would be that much easier.

Even if most of the time they would spend just stealing glances at each other. The simple fact that then Pyrrha might open up further. Even if it was just a little. Nothing had ever been able to get by Ruby when it came to feelings that often lead to depression. She would know then if Pyrrha was going to be safe by herself.

"Why would someone agree to those terms? That is asking for countless troubles." Pyrrha said as she begun to lean back into a more comfortable position. She was actually wondering what was wrong with her friends if they would wager something like that.

"It is our basic terms. I've lost a number and have the tats to prove it, and just about everyone I work with have at least two from me." Reese said as she could see the woman raise an eyebrow as if she was demanding for an explanation. Even though she doubted that would come. Something that must have been present on her face when Reese continued her point. "If you are so confident about something you should be willing to put it on your skin forever. Which is why I have the Californian Grizzly bear on my side because I didn't know it was real. And Sun in this case should have listened to me long before the bet was made."

The joy in Reese's tone as she felt her phone vibrate once again. As she fished it out of his pocket she could see Pyrrha with a smile on her face as if she was trying to figure out what was going to be on the tattoo. Something that was at least mostly interesting for Reese to watch.

"It is going to be the girliest tramp stamp ever. Flowers and unicorns and a butterfly or two." Reese said as Pyrrha's eyebrows rose once again.

"I'm not going to lie... I don't even know what a tramp stamp is. I've been blind for a number of years here." Pyrrha said waving her hand in front of her face looking in the direction of Reese.

"Big tattoo across the lower most portion of a back. Just above the hips. But looks like he is meeting me at the tattoo shop tomorrow. Want to go? Because he is going to freak out." Reese said trying desperately to coax the woman to stay and go with her in the morning. She wouldn't even care if said woman she had just met turned out to a murderer. Just because it would mean then at least she wouldn't need to worry about Pyrrha dying.

"I doubt you would let me go tonight if the trains are even still running now. So I don't see why not." Pyrrha said as Reese just smirked at her.

"Welp, not going to lie, unless you run, you wouldn't be able to get there on time. But sounds great. I'll show you to my bed because I doubt that you would want to sleep on the couch." Reese said standing up with a smile plastered on her face. Reaching down she grabbed hold of Pyrrha's hand.

As she tugged up gently she was shocked that Pyrrha was willing if a bit rigid. Quickly shooting to her large hoodie pocket and pulled out the cane and begun to tap the ground. A smirk as she walked down the hallway. Just wondering a little how Pyrrha was meant to go to the bathroom. Stopping as Pyrrha begun to look around as she tapped the ground just around the three doors.

"The door directly in front of us is the only bathroom, my room is to the right." Reese said as she opened the door and began to wince as she noticed the piles of clothes. She smiled as she looked at the boards resting on the wall as she led Pyrrha towards the bed and gently lowered her down. She just laughed as Pyrrha seemed to twist her body a little and tap the bed as if she was trying to find if anything was on the bed or at the very least knock what was on off.

"Need any help? Because I'll just be in the living room. Possibly drinking." Reese said as Pyrrha just looked towards her as she bent down and begun to untie her shoes. "Just leave the bathroom door and this door open... doors suck." Pyrrha griped lightly as she heard the other woman walking out singing her response of 'okay' followed by the distinct sound of feet walking away from the room that just seemed to smell twenty fold worse than the smell that was in the previous room she was in.

Yawning into her hand, Reese smiled at the sound of her phone going off as she quickly jumped over the back of the couch landing in a laying position, the teal haired woman began to slowly reach into her pocket and fished her phone out smiling as she saw the message from Ruby.

Responding to the woman with the exact plan of the tattoo she had in mind figuring that Ruby was going to get a laugh out of the plan. Once the message was sent, the pierced woman lowered her hand to grab the remote to turn on some random thing as she tried to will herself to either get up and make something to drink as a toast to her suddenly departed prized possession, or simply to go to sleep in case she got woken up early from Pyrrha trying to kill herself.

She had no idea why but this woman was already angering her, and figured that the best thing she could do is just have a drink. Quickly rolling off the couch she barely caught herself as she noticed the faint looking but distinct, purple worn grip tape. 'Huh I guess today isn't the worse.' Reese thought as she quickly jumped up and walked towards where the missing board had been residing.

Plucking it up she smiled as she begun to assess what she could change so the board she had just loss would be able to reborn anew. Walking into the kitchen she quickly grabbed what remained of her previous rum bottle and just begun to smile at the amber colour liquid. Placing the board onto what passed as a clean counter space as she opened the cupboard she knew she saw a clean glass in.

Quickly walking towards the fridge, Reese just begun to look for anything to mix the rum with. 'What even is tangerine soda? And more importantly why do I have some. Yang hasn't been in town for five months.' Reese thought as she begun to move the almost urine colour bottles around trying to find anything more appealing to her.

'No juice. No coke. Looks like I'm going to need to drink Yang's stuff.' Reese thought as she reached in and grabbed one of the closed looking bottles. She was ready to just drink herself into sleep, ready to push all the consequences to the back of her mind figuring that if she was hungover it would just make her victory tattoo seem just that much better.

Plopping back down into her seat, she set about making her cocktail for the night. As the small tumbler began to fill up half way with the rum, Reese just closed the bottle loosely as she topped it off with the tangerine soda, already unsure of how the drink was going to taste. Taking a tentative sip, Reese was pleasantly surprised at the almost bubblegum taste to it.

Leaning back in her seat, Reese let the glass rest on her lap as she looked at the tv. A simple thought going through her head. 'I wonder what is this girl's story though. I mean, there is no way she got dealt bad enough a hand in life to warrant it.'

Author's Note:

Welp, that is oddly a fun chapter. and tangerine soda for the record is delicious. but onto the Guest Reviews...

Guest 4: Have you ever written anything at three in the morning after twenty minutes sleep then forget about it entirely until it was brought to your attention by going through old folders? But Pyrrha's family are assholes for a reason... just not apparent just yet. As for Jaune... I wasn't overly fond of him but I wouldn't say he was a bad character. I will say that he just isn't the greatest of characters.

A Random Commie: Frank Sinatra is great. Not the best member of the Rat Pack though. I'd say he is like the third.