3:17 A.M.

That was the red neon light display that showed on her clock when Cornelia Hale looked at it. She groaned with annoyance as she had to wake up in 2 hours. She had to go to sleep now.

Suddenly, the room felt.. cold? She sat up and looked around, before realizing her window was open. Funny, I don't remember opening it. She thought to herself as she slid off of her bed and reached out to close it, when suddenly a hand grabbed her arm to stop it. She froze, not even able to scream.

"Shh!" A voice whispered hurriedly, as she turned her head to find herself staring straight in Caleb's eyes. Her brows met slightly with confusion, but she stepped back to let the Rebel Leader inside.

She noticed the gashes on his arm from his torn sleeve, and her eyes widened. "You're hurt!" She whispered – not wanting to wake anyone up.

Caleb felt rather silly seeking the Earth Guardian's help, though the portal he found was right across the way from her house, and he was in no shape to search for any of the other Guardians.

Cornelia led him to the bathroom to clean his wounds, as there was a first aid kit in the bathroom closet.

"Why did you come here?" She asked hesitantly, as he didn't seem to want to talk at the moment – mainly because of his pride.

"It was the closest place." He said lamely, avoiding her unsure gaze. Cornelia did not press further as she wrapped the bandage around his arm.

"There." She said quietly – it was around 4 in the morning, and she certainly did not want to wake her family.

"Thanks." Caleb said, looking at her for a long moment, before returning to her window to leave.

"Wait.." Cornelia said, touching her hand to his arm. Caleb obliged, turning his head to look at her. Suddenly realizing she really didn't have anything to say, she realized her cheeks suddenly felt unusually warm. "I.. Er.. Nevermind."

Caleb studied her for a moment, before he left through the window. Cornelia sighed and fell back on her bed, not sure how she would manage to fall back asleep.