A/N: Hmm, so Damien Vesper was the original Vesper, and the Vesper in my story is also Damian, but with an 'a'. I didn't even mean to do that. This was written before I even knew that -.-" But, yeah, so if you look back at the last chapter, I changed Damian's name to David. Sorry for any confusions.

"Wh-What? You're joking, right?" she asked, her eyes wide in shock. She refused to believe that a boy that good-looking and nice could be part of their family's worst enemy.

"No, I just like joking about the people who are responsible for tons of Cahill deaths," Dan said, rolling his eyes in annoyance. "Of course I'm being serious!"

"But he was so nice..." Amy said, still unsure. "I mean, I remember a couple of Vespers, and they were all so terrible, but he wasn't."

Dan rolled his eyes. He knew that his sister had lost her memory, but did she also lose her common sense? "Amy, David's a Vesper. There's no getting around that. He's been after you since... well, since a little after you and Ian started dating."

Amy frowned, still uncomfortable about talking about her and Ian's relationship, whatever it was. "Are you sure? Or did Ian set you up to this?"

Dan had to fight the urge to hit his sister at that moment. "No! I'm telling you, Amy, David is a bad person and he will hurt you. He only wants the Cahill secrets, nothing else. Now tell me you'll stay away from him," Dan warned, staring into his sister's eyes seriously.

Amy sighed and nodded, agreeing. "Fine, I will." There was no way Dan was joking with that somber look on his face.

"Good," Dan said, sitting back up. "Now let's go do something. I've been sitting around all day." He stood up and stretched, walking over to grab his wallet. "Hey, maybe we could go laser-tagging or something?" Amy smiled a bit. He still hasn't grown up much.

"Thanks, but I think I'll pass. I'm not sure if a dark place with screaming kids would be good for me right now," she said. "Could I just stay here?"

Dan shrugged. "I guess, but why don't you just go back home? I'm sure Ian's going to want to take you out to dinner later."

Amy shook her head, not wanting to think about that. "I feel more at home here than at Ian's house," she said, leaning her head back.

"Ian's house is your home," Dan reminded her. "But that's fine. I'll be back later, then, before dinner. We could go out then, okay?"

Amy nodded, closing her eyes. All she wanted to do was go back to the times when things were normal. Ian was still the enemy, Natalie was mean to her, Dan was less serious (although that might still apply), and Vespers weren't out for her. Was that too much to ask for?

After falling asleep for an hour, Amy woke up to a dark house. Straining to see, she found the lamp and turned it on. She glanced over at the clock that read eight o'clock. She snorted, rolling her eyes. Obviously Dan wasn't back yet.

She wondered if she should go back to Ian's house so she could wash up and go back to bed, but realized she didn't even know how to get there. She was thinking about calling Ian when she heard the front door being opened, then shut.

"Dan?" she asked, walking over to the door. She was surprised to find a young woman there, her hair a striking red color that fell to her back in waves. She was dressed in business attire, and she looked tired.

The woman turned to look at her, surprised. "Oh, Amy," she said, realizing who it was. "I haven't seen you in a while." So obviously she knew Amy, but Amy did not know her. Amy continued to stare at her, confused, before the woman remembered. "Oh, yeah. Your, erm, amnesia," she said quietly, setting her keys down.

"Um, yeah," Amy said quietly, still very confused as to who this woman was and how she got in.

"You must be scared," the woman laughed, smiling as she walked over to the kitchen, Amy following curiously. "Well, I'm Maia," she said. "I'm Dan's girlfriend, but I suppose you forgot since we started dating after you and Ian."

Amy's eyes widened in surprise. Girlfriend? Dan had a girlfriend? Since when? How? There were so many questions coming to mind that she couldn't stop them.

Maia laughed when she saw Amy's expression, going over to open the refrigerator and taking out a container full of leftovers. "Yeah, sorry for the shock. We started dating a couple of months after you and Ian, I think. That would explain why you don't remember me." She placed the container in the microwave and pressed some buttons.

"Hey, so what are you doing here anyway?" she asked, looking over at Amy as her food warmed up. "Don't you live with your boyfriend?"

Amy sighed and said, "I guess. Actually, Dan was supposed to have woken me up earlier to take me to dinner, but I guess he's not back yet."

Maia opened the fridge again and looked around. "We have some yogurt, if you'd like," she offered. "Sorry, we don't have a lot. I go grocery shopping every other week, and Dan eats like a pig."

Amy shook her head. "No, it's fine. I'm not really hungry."

"Are you sure?" Maia asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'll make you some spaghetti, if you'd like. It might take a while, though."

Amy sighed and said, "Sure. That's fine. Thank you." Maia smiled and nodded, walking over to the cabinets to get the ingredients.

"So when does Dan get home?" Amy asked, pulling out a chair and sitting down. She watched as Maia boiled the water in a big pot, setting the flame on high.

"It depends," Maia responded. "But he should be home soon."

Amy nodded, leaning her head on the table, still tired. When her eye lids were slowly closing, she felt her side vibrate where her phone was. She took it out of her pocket and saw a text from David, causing her to bite her bottom lip in worry. Was she going to respond?

"Was that Dan?" Maia asked, glancing over at Amy curiously.

Amy shook her head. "It's, um, someone I met earlier today."

Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "Really? I thought you were here the whole day though."

"Yeah, it was when I went to eat breakfast," Amy explained, rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly, still not opening the text.

Maia nodded, deciding not to prob any further. Amy just kept glancing from her phone to Maia, unsure. She wondered if she should ask Maia about it? Maybe she would know something about David Amy doesn't know. After all, she's been around for a while.

"Um, so do you know anything about David?" Amy asked slowly, studying Maia's reaction.

She stopped pouring salt into the water and stared at Amy, a bit taken back. "Why are you asking?" she asked, clearly unhappy about the topic.

She does, Amy thought. "It's just that Dan told me to stay away from him, and I was wondering if you knew why." Amy wasn't sure if Maia knew about the Vespers or not, but she didn't care about that right now. She just wanted to know who David was.

Maia laughed, shaking her head. "Well, listen to your brother. He might not always be right, but he is about this one. That guy is nothing but trouble, just like all Vespers."

Amy's eyes widened. She knew? "You-You know about the Vespers and us?" Amy asked, shocked. "Are you a Cahill, then?"

Maia smiled softly, pouring the pasta in and not looking at Amy. "I know you've forgotten, Amy, so please don't freak out when I tell you, okay?" she asked, setting the box down and looking at Amy very seriously. Amy nodded, listening.

"I'm a Vesper."