Hello readers of fanfiction! I apologize in advance for anything in my story that does not meet your standards. I'm new at this, yes it's my first fic! Constructive criticism is appreciated. This is a crossover between Percy Jackson and the Kane chronicles. Please review; also please give me some tips on the Percy Jackson series. I've never actually read Percy Jackson! Anyway….. ON WITH THE STORY! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!

I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE A LINE DIVIDER SO THIS IS IT! COOLEST LINE DIVIDER IN HISTORY!

SADIE'S POV

I breathed in and out half-heartedly as I stared off into the vast graveyard. I loved graveyards; hey don't get me wrong I'm NOT Goth or emo! I was in the oldest part of the decrepit graveyard, it smelled of earth here. Well I guess I should start explaining from the beginning. My brother and I, carter, are Egyptian magicians! We are blood of the pharos; which means we are related to ancient pharos and that we can host gods more easily. Oh sorry, I've forgotten to mention one tiny footnote, the Egyptian gods are real. Yep, I was host to Isis, goddess of magic. My brother hosted hours, god of war and what not. Our mother, Ruby, died when I was 6 and Carter was 8. I was sent to live with my grandparents in good ol England. Carter traveled the world with our dad. Now our dad is the host to the god of then dead, Osiris. He lives in the underworld.

Long story short and all that, my brother and I defeated Set, god of evil and some other stuff. We are currently in the process of fighting aphois, god of evil and chaos. He wants to eat the sun! Anyway, I was just sitting there mind my own jolly good bussnies when my phone buzzed. I whipped it out and saw that Carter had texted me. The text said to come home from whatever graveyard I was at this time! I groaned stood up slowly and began the long walk back to Brooklyn House, or the 21st nome.

LINE DIVIDER…LINE DIVIDER...LINE DIVIDER…LINE DIVIDER…LINE DIVIDER

Finally after a half an hour, I reached our mansion. I climbed the magical glowing stair case and open the large lumbering door. I drifted into the main room and was warmly,( too warmly for my taste) greeted by Carter. I took in the sight of his pristine dress shirt and kaki's along with his neatly combed hair. His dark skin contrasted with his white shirt. Suddenly there was a flash of bright light that caused me to close my eyes tightly and raise a hand to shield my eyes. When I opened my eyes I found myself in a completely white room. There were four white fluffy sofas in the center of the room. Three of them had room for two. One had room for three. There was a ghostly white coffee table in the middle of all the couches. On the table there was a red book and a puce of paper that would have been white if not for the many black words scribbled on it. I glanced at Carter to find a confused but worried look in his choco0late brown eyes.

Suddenly there was another blinding flash of light. Seven figures appeared from of them was a girl with a classic California surfer girl look. The stormy grey eyes ruined the image. Here arm was looped with a boy's. he had black hair and sea green eyes. There was also a beautiful girl. There was also a strong looking burly girl. To my surprise there was a boy with goat legs! He looked very nervous. There was also a boy with dark eyes and black hair. He was dressed like me, a punk/ leather style with lots of black. The surfer girl's eyes were the first to notice us. She tapped her companions and they all stared at us. In particular I noticed that Goth looking boy's eyes lingered on me. I tried to stop a blush from rising to my checks'. The blonde surfer girl stepped forward cautiously.

"Hello. I am Annabeth Chase. Who are you?" Without even a sideways glance at Carter replied," I will not introduce myself until you tell me who you are. All of you!" with a little hesitation she said," Very well then." The one boy unloosed his arm from the girl's and stepped forward. "I am Percy Jackson son of the Greek god Poseidon." My mouth feel open and I quickly closed it. "Go on." I said. Next the burley girl spoke, "I am Clarisse only daughter of Ares Greek god of war. So don't mess with me twerps!" I looked over and saw Carter's uneasy look. The surfer girl also said she was a daughter of Athena. The goat boy was introduced as Grover the satyr. The beautiful girl, I learned was Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite. And finally, the last boy. He said," I am Nico di Angelo son of Hades." Wow I thought, so this is why he slightly reminded me of Anubis!

"Well," said Annebeth, "your turn!" I could tell carter was amazed so I rolled my eyes and stepped forward. "I am Sadie Kane, daughter of Osiris Egyptian god of the dead. I am an Egyptian magician and blood of the pharos. I am the former host of Isis, goddess of magic. This is my brother, Carter Kane, former host to Horus, god of pharos and war. We are the defeaters of Set god of evil. We are enemies of Apohis. We follow the old paths!"

Their mouths gaped open. Carter said," Well obviously we are all missing something so let's read that note, it might explain something." He said pointing to the letter on the table. I stepped forward and snatched the letter. It read, DEAR KANES AND DEMIGODS; YOU WERE SENT HERE TO READ THE FIRST BOOK IN THE KANE SEREIS. SO THAT YOU MAY UNDERSTAND EACHOTHER BETTER. PLEASE TAKE TURNS READING FROM THE BOOK. NO FIGHTS PLEASE! AND DON'T WORRY, TIME IS FROZEN IN THE REAL WORLD SO YOU WOM'T MISS ANYTHING! ALL YOUR BASIC NEEDS WILL BE TAKEN CARE OF.

~SIGNED ALL THE GREEK AND EGYTIAN GODS AND GODESSES~

We all looked down at the book on the table. Carter and I groaned. It was The Red Pyramid! "well I guess we have no choice but to read!" groaned Percy. "Hey" cried Annebeth," reading rocks!" "Ya, you would say that being a daughter of Athena and all!" snickered Nico.

'Who wants to go first?' questioned grover. We all glanced around. "I will I guess." Said Piper

A Death at the Needle

Carter

WE ONLY HAVE A FEW HOURS, SO LISTEN CAREFULLY. IF YOUR HEARING THIS STORY YOUR ALREADY IN DANGER. SADIE AND I MIGHT BE YOUR ONLY TO THE SCHOOL. FIND THE LOCKER. I WONT TELL YOU WHAT SCHOOL OR WHAT LOCKER, BECAUSE IF YOU'RE THE RIGHT PERSON YOU'LL FIND IT. THE COMONATION IS 13/32/33. BY THE TIME YOU FINISH LISTENING YOULL KNOW WHAT THOSE NUMBERS MEAN. JUST REMEMBER THE STORY WE'RE ABOUT TO TELL YOU ISN'T COMPLETE YET. HOW IT ENDS DEPEWNDS ON YOU.

'GEE carter, no pressure. No pressure it all!' said percy. ' hey it's true all of it. Everything is true in this book.'

THE MOST IMPOTRANT THING ; WHEN YOU OPEN THE PACKAGE AND FIND WHATS INSIDE DON'T KEEP IT LONGER THAN A WEEK. SURE IT WILL BE TEMPTING. I MEAN IT CAN GRANT YOU ALMOST UNLIMITED POWER. BUT IF YOU POSSES IT TOO LONG IT WILL CONSUME YOU.

'I WAS WONDERING why we couldn't keep it' said percy

LEARN IT'S SECRETS QUICKLY AND PASS IT ON. HIDE FOR THE NEXT PERSON AS SADIE AND I HAVE DONE FOR YOU. THEN BE PREPARED FOR YOUR LIFE TO GET VERY INTERISTENG. OKAY SADIE IS TELLING ME TO GET ON WITH THE STORY. FINE.

'thank you Sadie!" cried everyone.

I GUESS IT STARTED IN LONDON TH NIGHT OUR DAD BLEW UP THE BRITISH MUSEUM.

'COOL' cried tha boys.

IM CARTER KANE IM 14 AND MY HOME IS A SUITCASE. YOU THINK I'M KIDDING? SINCE I WAS EIGHT YEARS OLD MY DAD AND I HAVE TRAVLED THE WORLD. I WAS BORN IN L.A. BUT MY DADS AN ARCEOLIGIST SO HIS WORK TAKES HIM ALL OVER. MOSTLY WE GO TO EGYPT SINCE THAT'S HIS SPEACILTY. GO TO A BOOK STORE AND FIND A BOOK ABOUT EGYPT, THERES A PRETTY GOOD CHANCE IT WAS WRITTEN BY DR. JULIUS KANE.

'YOUR DAD IS DR. JULIUS KANE?' SAID ANNEBETH. "Yes' I retorted.

WANT TO KNOW HOW THE EGYTIANS PULLED THE BRAINS OUT OF MUMMIES, OR BUILT THE PYRIMADS, OR CURSED KING TUT'S TOMB? MY DAD IS YOUR MAN! OF COURSE THERE ARE OTHER REASONS MY DAD MOVED AROUND SO MUCH, BUT I DIDN'T KNOW HIS SECRETS BACK THEN

'Awesome" cried all the boys.' Ewww' cried piper.

I DIDN'T GO TO SCHOOL. MY DAD HOME SCHOOLED ME, IF YOU CAN CALL IT HOME SCHOOLING WHEN YOU DON'T HAVE A HOME. HE SORT OF TAUGHT ME WHATEVER HE THOUGHT WAS IMPORTANT, SO I LEARNED A LOT ABOUT EGYPT , BASKET BALL STATS, AND MY DADS FAVORITE MUSICANS. I ALSO READ A LOT, TOO- PRETTY MUCH ANYTHING I COULD GET MY HANDS ON, FROM MY DADS HISTORY BOOKS TO FANTASY NOVELS- BECAUSE I SPENT A LOT OF TIME SITTING AROUND IN HOTELS AND AIRPORTS AND DIG SITES IN FORIGEN COUNTRIES WHERE I DIDN'T KNOW ANYBODY. MY DAD WAS ALWAYS TELLING ME TO PUT DOWN A BOOK AND PICK UP A BALL. YOU EVER TRY TO START A PICK UP GAME OF BASKET BALL IN ASWAN, EGYPT? IT'S NOT EASY.

ANYWAY MY DAD TRAINDED ME EARLY TO KEEP ALL MY POSSESIONS IN ONE SUITCASE THAT FITS IN AN AIRPLAIN'S OVER HEAD COMPARTMENT. MY DAD PACKED THE SAME WAY , EXCEPT HE WAS ALLOWED AN EXTRA WORK BAG FOR HIS ARHEOLOGY TOOLS. RULE NUMBER 1: I WAS NOT ALLOWED TO LOOK IN HIS WORK BAG. THAT'S A RULE I NEVER BROKE UNTIL THE DAY OF THE EXPLOSION.

'Poor confused carter. I'm ashamed to have you for a brother. You rule keeper!' I sighed everyone laughed

IT HAPPENED ON CHRISTMAS EVE. WE WERE IN LONDON FOR VISITATION DAY WITH MY SISTER SADIE. SEE DADS ONLY ALLOWED ONE DAY A YEAR WITH HER- ONE IN THE WINTER AND ONE IN THE SUMMER- BECAUSE OUR GRANDPARENTS HATE HIM. AFTER OUT MOM DIED HER PARENTS (OUT GRANDPARENTS) HAD THIS BIG COURT BATTLE WITH MY DAD. AFTER 6 LAWYERS, 2 FISTFIGHTS, AND A NEAR FATAL ATTACK WITH A SPATULA

'DON'T ASK' CARTER REPLYED TO ALL THE FREAKED OUT FACES.

(DON'T ASK) THEY WON THE RIGHT TO KEEP SADIE WITH THEM IN ENGLAND. SHE WAS ONLY 6 THWO YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME, AND THEY COULDENT KEEP US BOTH- ATLEAST THAT WAS THERE EXSCUSE FOR NOT TAKING ME.

'Really they just hate you because you look like dad' I replied.

SO SADIE WAS RAISED AS A BRITISH SCHOOLKID, AND I TRAVLED AROUND WITH MY DAD. WE ONLY SAW SADIE TWICE A YEAR WHICH WAS FINE WITH ME.[ SHUT UP SADIE. YES- IM GETTING TO THAT PART]

SO ANYWAY MY DAD AND I HAD JUST FLOWN INTO HEARTHROW AFTER A COUPLE OF DELAYS. IT WAS A DRIZZLY COLD AFTERNOON. THE WHOLE TAXI RIDE INTO THE CITY MY DAD SEEMED KIND OF NERVOUS.

'Why?' questioned Grover.

NOW MY DAD IS A BIG GUY. YOU WOULDEN'T THINK ANYTHING COULD MAKE HIM NERVOUS. HE HAD DARK BROWNSKIN LIKE MINE, AND PERICING BROWN EYES, A BALD HEAD, AND A GOATEE SO HE LOOKS LIKE A BUFF EVIL SCIENTIST.

Everyone scrutinized Carter's appearance compared to our dad's. 'I can totally see your dad in you.' Said Percy. 'But wait aren't you and Sadie siblings?' 'Yes we are! Our mum is white and our dad is dark.' I exclaimed. 'Another thing is that both my dad and carter are horrid liars. Really, nothing like me at all!' everyone laughed. 'Hey!' exclaimed carter.

THAT AFTERNOON HE WORE HIS CASHMERE WINTER COAT AND BEST BROWN SUIT,THE ONE HE USED FOR PUBLIC LECTURES. USALLY HE EXUDES SO MUCH CONFIDENCE THAT HE DOMINATES ANY ROOM HE WALKS INTO, BUT SOMETIMES- LIKE THAT AFTERNOON- I SAW ANOTHER SIDE TO HIM THAT I DIDN'T REALLY UNDERSTAND. HE KEPT LOOKING OVER HIS SHOULDER LIKE WE WERE BEING HUNTED.

'Because you were!' I said

"DAD?" I SAID AS WE WERE GETTING OFF THE A-40. "WHAT'S WRONG?" " NO SIGN OF THEM," HE MUTTERED. THEN HE'D MUST HAVE REALIZWED HE'D SPOKEN ALOUD BECAUSE HE LOOKED AT ME KIND OF STARTELED." NOTHING CARTER, EVERYTHING'S FINE." WICH BOTHERED ME BECAUSE MY DAD IS AREALLY BAD LAIR. I ALWAYS KNEW WHEN HE WAS HIDING SOMETHING BUT I ALSO KNEW NO AMOUNT OF PERSISTING COULD GET THE TRUTH OUT OF HIM.

I looked around to see nico's eyes quickly drift away from me. I got the feeling he had been watching me, studying me for a while.

HE WAS PROBABLY TRYING TO PROTECT ME, THOUGH FROM WHAT I DIDN'T KNOW AT THE TIME. SOMETIMES I WONDERED IF HE HAD SOME KIND OF DARK SECRET IN HIS PAST, SOME OLD ENEMY FOLLOWING HIM , MABEY; THE IDEA SEEMED RIDICOULOUS. DAD WAS JUST AN ARCAEOLIGIST.

THE OTHER THINGS THAT TROUBLED ME; DAD WAS CLUTHCING HIS WORKBAG. USALLY WHEN HE DOES THAT IT MEANS WE ARE IN THE TIME GUNMEN STORMED OUR HOTEL IN CAIRO. I HEARD SHOTS COMING FROM DOWNSTAIRS IN THE LOBY SO I WENT DOWN TO GO CHECK ON MY DAD. BY THE TIME I GOT THERE HE WAS JUST CAMLT ZIPPING UP HIS WORK BAG WHILE 3 GUNMEN HUNG BY THEIR FEET FROM THE CHANDELEIER , THEIR ROBES FALLING OVER THEIR FACES SO WE COULD SEE THEIR BOXER SHORTS.

'I love your dad' cried Grover, Percy, and nico.

DAD CLAIMED NOT TO HAVE WITNESSED ANYTHING , AND IN THE END THE POLICE BLAMED A FREAK CHANDELEIR MALFUNCTION.

ANOTHER TIME WE GOT CAUGHT IN A RIOT IN PARIS. MY DAD FOUND THE NEAREST PARKED CAR AND PUSHED ME INTO THE BACKSEAT, AND TOLD ME TO STAY DOWN. I PRESSED MYSELF DOWN AGAINST THE FLOORBOARDS ANDKEPT MY EYES SHUT TIGHT. I COULD HEAR DAD IN THE DRIVER'S SEAT, RUMMAGING IN HIS WORKBAG, MUMBLING SOMETHING TO HIMSELF WHILE THE MOB YELLED AND DESTROYED THINGS OUTSIDE.

'You didn't even once look up to see the action?' I said amazed!

'No' said carter. I gasped.

A FEW MINUTES LATER HE TOLD ME IT WAS SAFE TO GET UP. EVERY OTHER CAR ON THE BLOCK HAD BEEN OVERTURNED AND SET ON FIRE. OUR CAR AND BEEN FRESHLY WASHED AND POLISHED, AND SEVERAL 20-EURO NOTES HAD BEEN TUCKED UNDER THE WINDSHIELD , I'D COME TO RESPECT THE BAG. IT WAS OUR GOOD LUCK CHARM. BUT WHEN MY DAD KEPT IT CLOSE IT MENT WE WERE GOING TO NEED GOOD LUCK. WE DROVE THROUGH THE CITY CENTER, HEADING EAST TWORDS MY GRANDPARENTS' FLAT. WE PASSED THE GOLDEN GATES OF BUCKINGHAM PALACE, THE BIG STONE COLUM IN TRAFLAGER SQUARE. LONDON IS A PRETTY COOL PLACE, BUT AFTER YOU TRAVELED SO MUCH ALL THE CITIES START TO BLEND TOGETHER. OTHER KIDS I MEET SAY," WOW, YOU'RE SO LUCK TO GET TO TRAVLE SO MUCH." BUT IT'S NOT LIKE WE SPEND OUR TIME SIGHTSEEING OR THAT WE HAVE THE MONEY TO TRAVLE IN STYLE.

'It's still cool though. I wish I could do that' said Annabeth.

WE'VE STAYED IN SOME PRETTY ROUGH PLACES , AND WE HARDLY EVER STAY ANYWHERE LONGER THAN A FEW DAYS. MOST OF THE TIME IT FEELS LIKE WE ARE FUGITIVES RATHER THAN TOURISTS.

All the demigods nodded their heads in agreement.

I MEAN YOU WOULDEN'T THINK MY DADS WORK IS DANGEROUS. HE DOES LECTURE ON STUFF LIKE, 'CAN EGYTIAN MAGIC REALLY KILL YOU?'

Yes!

AND , "FAVORITE PUNISHMENTS OF THE EGYTIAN UNDERWORLD."

I smiled deviously at this.

AND OTHER STUFF MOST PEOPLE WOULDENT CARE ABOUT. BUT LIKE I'VE SAID THERES THAT OTHE SIDE TO HIM. HE'S ALWAYS VERY CATIOUS, CHECKING EVERY HOTEL ROOM BEFORE HE LETS ME WALK INTO IT. HE'LL DART INTO A MUSEUM, TAKE A FEW NOTES, AND DART OUT AGAIN, LIKE HE'S AFRAID TO BE CAUGHT ON SECURITY CAMERAS.

ONE TIME WHEN I WAS YOUNGER WE RUSHED ACROSS THE CHARLES DE GAULLE AIRPORT TO CATCHA LAST MINUTE FLIGHT, AND DAD DIDN'T RELAX UNTIL THE PLANE WAS OFF THE GROUND I ASKED HIM POINT BLANK WHAT HE WAS RUNNING FROM, AND HE'D LOOK ET ME LIKE I'D JUST PULLED THE PIN OUT OF A SECOND I WAS SCARED HE MIGHT ACTUALLY TELL ME THE TRUTH. THEN HE SAID ," CARTER , IT'S NOTHING." AS IF NOTHING WERE THE MOST TERRIBLE THING IN THE WORLD. AFTER THAT I DECIDED THAT MABEY IT WAS BETTER NOT TO ASK QUESTIONS.

I sent a disappointed glare at cater.

MY GRANDPARENTS, THE FAUSETS, LIVE IN A HOUSING DEVELOPMENT NEAR CANARY WHARF RIGHT ON THE BANK OF THE RIVER THAMES. THE TAXI LET US OFF AT THE CURB AND TOLD THE DRIVER TO WAIT. WE WERE HALFWAY UP THE WALK WHEN DAD FROZE AND TURNED AROUND TO LOOK BEHINDE US."WHAT?" I ASKED

THEN I SAW THE MAN IN A TRENCH COAT. HE WAS ACROSSTHE STREET, LEANING AGANSIT A BIG DEAD TREE. HE WAS BARREL SHAPED WITH SKIN THE COLOR OF ROASTED COFFEE.

'Wait? Who is that?" asked Percy. 'Wait and the book will explain it." Said annebeth

HIS COAT AND BRIGHT PINSTRIPED SUIT LOOKED EXSPENSIVE. HE HAD LONG BRAIDED HAIR AND WORE A FEDORA PULLED DOWN LOW OVER HIS LARGE GLASSES. HE REMINDED ME OF A JAZZ MUSICAN MY DAD WOULD ALWAYS DRAG ME YO SEE IN CONCERT. EVEN THOUGH I COULDENT SEE HIS EYES I GOT THE IMPRESSION HE WAS WATCHING US. HE MIGHT HAVE BEEN AN OLD FRIENOR A COLLUGE OF DAD'S

Nope, even closer I thought.

NO MATTER WHERE WE WENT DAD ALWAYS RAN INTOP PEOPLE HE KNEW. BUT IT DID SEEM WEIRD THAT HE WAS WAITING FOR US HERE OUTSIDE MY GRANPARENTS' FLAT. AND HE DIDN'T LOOK HAPPY.

" Carter," MY DAD SAID," GO ON AHEAD."

"BUT-"

"GRT YOUR SISTER AND I'LL MEET YOU BACK AT THE TAXI."

HE CROSSED THE STREET TWORAD THE MAN IN THE TRENCH COAT, WHICH LERF ME EITH 2 CHOICES; FOLLOW MY DAD AND SEE WHAT WAS GOING ON

'well at least you thought of that,"i said.

OR DO AS I WAS TOLD. I DECIDED ON THE SLIGHTLY LESS DANGEROUS PATH. I WENT TO RERTIVE MY SISTER.

'Okay first of all, you NEVER break the rules! And second are you sure that was the slightly less dangerous path?" I said, furious.

'Um…. Not so sure any more." Said carter.

BEFORE I COULD EVEN KNOCK, SADIE OPEND THE DOOR.

Nico now looked more interested now that Sadie was in the story.

"LATE AS USUAL."

SHE WAS HOLDING HER CAT, MUFFIN, WHO HAD BEEN A GOING AWAY PRESENT FROM DAD 6 YEARS BEFORE. MUFFIN NEVER SEEMED TO GET OLDER OR BIGGER.

Sadie smiled at the mention of muffin/ bast.

SHE HAD FUZZY YELLOW AND BLACK FUR LIKE A MINATURE LEPORAD, ALERT YELLOW EYES, AND POINTY EARS THAT WERE TOO TALL FOR HER HEAD. A SILVER EGYTIAN PENDANT DNAGLED FROM HER COLLAR. SHE DIDN'T LOOK ANYTHING LIKE A MUFFIN, BUT SADIE HADE BEEN LITTLE WHEN SHE NAMED HER, SO I GUESS YOU HAVE TO GIVE HER SOME SLACK. SADIE HADEN'T CHANGED MUCH SINCE LAST SUMMER.

[AS IM RECORDING THIS SHE IS STANDIG NEXT TO ME GLARING, SO I BETTER BE CAREFEL HOW I DESCRIBE HER]

YOU WOULD NEVER GUESS SHE IS MY SISTER. FIRST OF ALL SHE'D BEEN LIVING IN ENGLAND SO LONG SHE HAS A BRITISH ACCENT. SECOND SHE TAKES AFTWER OUR MOM WHO WAS WHITE , SO SADIE'S SKIN IS MUCH LIGHTER THAN HAS STRAIGHT CARMEL COLORED HAIR WHICH SHE USALLY DYES WITH STRESKS OF BRIGHT COLORS. THAT DAY SHE HAD RED STREAKS DOWN THE LEFT SIDE. HERE EYES ARE BLUE, IM SERIOUS, BLUE JUST LIKE OUR MOM'S. SHE'S ONLY TWELVE BUT SHE'S EXACTLY AS TALL AS ME WHICH WAS REALLT ANNOYING. SHE WAS CHEWING GUM AS USUAL AND WAS DRESSED FOR HER DAY OUT WITH DAD IN BATTERED JEANS , A LEATHER JACKET AND COMBAT BOOTS LIKE SHE WAS GOING TO A CONCERT AND WAS HOPING TO STOMP IN SOME PEOPLE. SHE ALSO HAD HEADPHONES DANGILING AROUND HER NECK IN CASE WE BORED HER.

Everyone studied Sadie as they compared her to the book description. Nothing had changed except for the fact that she had orange streaks in her hair an carter was now taller.

"OUR PLANE WAS LATE." I TOLD HER. SHE POPPED A BUBBLE, SRATCHED MUFFIN'S HEAD, AND THROUGH THE CAT INSIDE. " GRAN GOING OUT."

FROM SOMEWHERE IN THE HOUSE GRANDMA FAUSET SAID SOMETHING THAT I COULDEN'T UNDERSTAND. PROBALY DON'T LET THEM IN.. SADIE CLOSED THE DOOR AND REGARDED ME AS IF I WERE A DEAD MOUSE HER CAT DRAGGED IN.

"SO HERE YOU ARE AGAIN."

"YEP."

"COME ON THEN." SHE SIGHED,"LET'S GET ON WITH IT."

THAT'S THE WAY SHE IS IS. NO, HEY HOW YA BEEN THE LAST 6 MONTHS? SO GLAD TO SEE YOU

BUT THAT WAS OKAY. WE WERE MORE LIKE DISTANT COUSINS THAN SIBLINGS. WE HAD NOTHING IN COMMON EXCEPT OUR PARENTS.