Chloe's pad.

::Basil unlocks the door with an easy click and leads Chloe into the neat, tidy, smallish apartment. It's got a bedroom with a kitchen/living room and a big bathroom that's really clean, spacious and clean.::

"Have a look see and tell me what you think."

::Chloe trods in after Basil. She surveys the apartment.::

(...Sweet.)

::She steps into the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom one after the other then turns to him.::

"I will definitely take it! Thank you."

::A silent little Andrea might be peeking round the door.::

::Julie taps Andrea's shoulder.::

"What are you doing?"

"Wonderful. Well, if you wish to come or call down with your credit card details, I'll put you through the computer as soon as possible."

::Basil shakes Chloe's hand while giving her the keys to her new home. He then leaves, bumping into Andrea on the way.::

"Oh, excuse me."

::He exits.::

::Andrea jumps and drags Julie to the hallway.::

::Chloe's eyes follow Basil out and settle upon Andrea and Julie in the hallway.::

(...)

::She instantly goes rigid, her jaw clenching in an unidentifiable flood of emotion.::

(Andrea.)

::She clears her throat, trying to breathe, wanting to run and close the door. She takes a step forward with that intention, trying not to be seen and successfully closes the door, leaning against it.::

"Oh, fuck..."

::Chloe stands there for a moment, stepping back from the door, her hand grasping the knob. She's indecisive.::

(Go on, say hi. Start something...)

::After another moment's hesitation, Chloe casually opens her door and steps into the Hallway.::

::Chloe shuffles in, attempting to close the door without dropping her letters. She fails miserably, all but a few fluttering to the floor.::

"Fuckfuckfuck..."

::She falls to her knees, gathering them again and kneeing up the close the door with her shoulder. She carefully stands up again, leaning over and clutching Andrea's words to her torso. She quickly crosses her new apartment and deposits the letters on the coffee table. She sits on the couch and surveys the scene. A pause ensues while she ponders actually reading them or not.::

(Just do it. You need to know.)

::She picks up the closest letter and opens it as carefully as possible, unfolding it gingerly. Chloe reads the letter and finally... finally tears trickle down her cheeks. She reads each letter one by one, slowly working through pile.

Suddenly, she gasps, her eyes taking in the words faster, consuming the words with disbelief. She finishes reading this particular letter and carefully smooths in out again, placing it on her lap. Her brow is deeply creased.::

"..Hunos."

::Chloe reads the note yet again.

Dear Chloe,

I'm writing to let you know that your father, Hunos, passed away yesterday (insert/date/here). He went peacefully, in his sleep, and expressed before he passed his love for us; you as his daughter and me as what felt like one. I thought you'd like to know he said that. He was a good, brave man and I miss him hugely already.

I believe you had good reasons to stay away.

I only hope that you'll get in touch some day and let me know you're okay.

Love, Andrea

xx

Her tears increase and her breathing becomes erratic. Soon she's gasping for breath, going into a proper fit.::

"I... can't..."

::She places the letter carefully aside, taking care to place the precious piece of paper out of harms way. She then doubles over, clutching her head in her hands, still gasping and wheezing.

Finally, her body says 'fuck this shit' and shuts down as she passes out, hitting her head on the coffee table as she falls forward, her weight pushing the table another good foot away from the couch.::

::A bit of time passes and Chloe groans quietly, her hand moving to her hairline where she hit her head on the table. She curls up a little more, lifting her head to orient herself. She sits up, pushing the table out more to give her more room to get her legs beneath her. She finally stands, swaying slightly, and sits on the couch to gather her thoughts.::

(How...? I need to speak with Andrea again. I need... My father...)

::The only family she has ever known is her, is Andrea. Chloe's mind reels at the thought that a solid family was so close and she just... left it. She abandoned it.::

"How the fuck do I find her after that mess, though?"

::Chloe gingerly rubs her sore head, a vague bruise surfacing.::

(Paz!)

::She smiles, somewhat hopeful and carefully folds the letter, slipping it in her pocket. She carefully stands, and upon no swimming of the head, she heads out of her apartment into the Hallway.::

::Chloe enters her apartment and closes the door behind her. She crosses the room the sit on the couch, repositioning the coffee table before sitting. She fishes through the letters again, looking for more clues.::

[There's news of the sacrifice the Charmed Ones made and the magic school.]

::Chloe sighs, bringing her thumb and forefinger to massage the bridge of her nose.::

(Too much... This is too much... It hasn't even been one day...)

::She stands, straightening her clothing with care, feebly trying to distract herself.::

(There's a chance Ands will be there and... What could feel more like home to a lost familiar than a magic school?)

::She opens the window in the living room and makes sure the coast is clear before hurling herself from it, leaving a silky brown feather behind. She's headed for the Front Door, Halliwell School of Witchcraft.::

::Chloe enters her apartment again, still all emo and sucky.::

(Stupid Andrea... I hate pranks. I hate...)

"Ugh!"

::She plops down on the couch with her arms crossed, having recalled Andrea having this power for as long as she's known her. She knows she's overreacted, but to somehow save face to herself, she continues to sulk.::

(Making me look stupid...)

::Chloe gives up the act, her face smoothing out. Two years of limited human contact has not done her good.::

(You're an idiot and now you're alone again.)

::Chloe gets up and paces about, wanting to stay emo and wanting to go back to the magic school and wanting to just... leave for the sake of leaving.::

(This apartment is too clean. I miss my old one.)

::She wants to scream. Jesus.::

(I want to just scream!)

::Crazy!Chlo takes off out the window, heading to the magic school, The Tower.::

::Chloe enters her apartment via a conveniently open window in her bedroom. She lands on the bed and pulls the covers down awkwardly with her talons. he sighs and bes human, kneeling on the bed and pulling the blankets down and bunching them up to form a nest-like bundle.::

(There.)

::She bes birdy again, the form she's been most comfortable in as of late, and nestles herself into the blankets, quickly falling asleep.::

::Chloe finally wakes, extending her wings, stretching out the stiffness. She settles them on her back again and morphs into her human self.::

(Sleep for ages, why don't you...)

::She rubs her eyes, somewhat childlike, and climbs out of bed. She wanders to the kitchen, running her hands over her slim torso, still stretching. There's not much in the kitchen, so she gives up and goes for a shower instead.

Once clean, she dresses and leaps through the window, heading to the tower of the Magic School. Where else?::

::Chloe enters her apartment with Jasmine. She releases the witch's hand, but guides her over to the sofa, immediately going to the kitchen to see if there actually is any wine in the apartment.

She doesn't have any, so instead makes a cranberry grape juice and vodka drink thing. Kind of sad, but it tastes pretty good. She sits down next to Jasmine on the sofa and goes to set down the drinks, coming across the pile of letters from Andrea. Her face falls.::

"Uh..."

::She recalls what the letters contain and her stomach drops painfully. She slaps on a smile, sets down the drinks carefully, and proceeds to gather the paper, stuffing the letters into her arms hastily. She has the same trouble as before as there is so much freaking paper that her arms cannot hold it all.::

(No, no, no...)

::She grabs as much as she can, dropping lots on the floor and just getting more and more flustered. She shuffles to her bedroom and attempts to shove them in the closet. More paper on the floor...::

::Jasmine sits there waiting, her feet up awkwardly on the coffee table. She knows what the letters are and can't help but feel guilty that she's hanging out with Chloe. Andrea's Big Ex. Everybody has one, and the last thing they want is for their friends to become friends with the B.E.::

(Shit, what am I doing?)

::She remembers the little chat she and the shapeshifter had had previously, and how Chloe had denied everything. Jasmine sighs and looks down. She hasn't touched her drink and eventually gets up to go help Chloe pick up the letters.::

"Any good ones about me?"

::Her eyes don't even connect with the papers at all, but she knows all about what's in them just from Chloe's frantic mind. She's trying not to pry, but when people have a sudden and powerful reaction to something, it catches the psychic off guard and she can't help but get it all herself, too.::

::Chloe jumps at Jasmine's voice.::

"I forgot they were here."

::She says simply.::

"I'm sorry."

::She sits on the floor, giving up on moving the papers with the stealth she never managed to summon.::

"It's not just that they're a major guilt trip I never wanted, even though I deserve it, it's that I haven't dealt with them all yet. I didn't get past..."

::She swallows.::

"...Hunos."

::She smiles apologetically upon mentioning death.::

"And I'm dreading reading the rest."

(So much for being selfless.)

::She gingerly places the letters remaining on the floor and the letters Jasmine brought in a box in her closet. She gets the rest and places them there as well. Precious, if not heavy, cargo.::

::Knock, knock, knocking on Chloe's doooooor. Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah!::

::Chloe jumps, gasping.::

(Holy shit.)

::She smiles apologetically again and stands to answer the door. She looks through the peephole.::

(Julie...?)

::She opens the door.::

"Hey... Julie."

"Hey."

::Julie smiles over at Jazzy.::

"A couple of people and I are going to have a few drinks at my place and I was wondering if you guys wanted to come."

::Chloe looks at Jasmine, her mind still reeling with embarrassment and lots of ew stuff. She was hoping to get some alone time with Jasmine. She also knows Jasmine wanted to avoid people for the time being.::

"Thanks for the invite, but I think we're just gonna hang out for a while."

::She... smiles... apologetically.::

"Sure thing. If you guys change your minds or need anything you know where we are."

::Julie gives Jasmine a small smile and nods to Chloe before returning to her apartment.::

::Chloe returns the smile and closes the door. She returns to Jasmine, taking a seat beside her.::

"You didn't want to leave, did you?"

"I didn't, no."

::Jasmine leans against the bed, resting her head on the side of the mattress. She sighs.::

"Everybody's got problems, yeah?"

::Chloe breathes, relaxing a bit.::

"I guess so."

::She lets her head drop to the side, resting it gently on Jasmine's shoulder.::

::Jasmine bites her tongue for a second, then closes her eyes and lets her body sink down to fit the awkward angles of the side of the bed. It's so tempting to just fall into Chloe again and take comfort and warmth and acceptance from the girl. To just have somebody hold her and tell her everything will be all right.::

(How could I respect myself after that?)

::Such thoughts dim, though, and, eyes still gently closed, Jasmine turns her head just slightly and rests her lips on top of Chloe's head. It's a mutual comfort and the blonde does nothing else except feel slightly warmer.::

::Andrea looks a little shifty before knocking on the door. She looks down the hallway, feeling guilty she's here. She doesn't want Julie to see her.::

::Jasmine is roused from her thoughts by the sound and shifts her weight.::

"It's Andso. Hang on, I'm gonna let her in."

::The blonde extracts herself from her position of half-beneath Chloe and walks out to the main room and over to the door. She opens it and immediately takes a hold of Andrea's wrist, gripping it firmly to pull her inside.::

"Come on, Andy."

::She steps out to the hallway and looks down it. It's empty. She then returns into the apartment and closes the door.::

"I'm sorry."

"It- it's just- I think-"

::Andrea's hands wind around each other in agitation. She hadn't been expecting Jasmine to be here but she's so, so glad she is.::

"I would have went mental if that girl wasn't there and I wasn't in so much... shock."

(Where are you?)

::That's sent to Azura. Andy-pie may have taken a diversion but she still wants her Azura.::

"I know. I know. C'mere."

::Jasmine pulls Andrea into her arms and hugs her tightly. The act is as much for Jasmine as it is for Andrea. Other than Meredith, Andrea is the only person who might be affected by Sera's death as much as Jasmine is. The girl had always been more of an acquaintance to the others. By choice, perhaps; true nevertheless.::

"It's okay."

::Andrea lets herself be held, a weight lifting from her mind as she does so.::

"I don't even care about the fucking fiddle. Well, not yet anyway."

::She will care. She really, really will.::

"It's just... there's so much fucking spite, and, and after Sera's just-"

::Her voice breaks down now into tears and her face disappears into Jasmine's shoulder.::

"Shh, I know honey."

::Jasmine starts to get shiny-eyed herself. She kisses Andrea's forehead and the top of her hair several times, sniffing and starting to rock the girl.::

"They're just trying to deal in their own way. Just like you and me, okay?"

(I am in the school grounds.)

('Kay.)

::Andrea sniffs and then slowly pulls away from Jasmine, nodding. After a moment, she frowns and then looks around, suddenly remembering where she is. A weird feeling comes over her and she steps away, looking oddly at Jasmine.::

"... what are you doing here?"

::Jasmine blinks and pushes a strand of hair from her eyes. Suddenly it started bothering her. She bows her head and shifts her weight.::

"... at Chloe's?"

::She turns back to the bedroom, where it's possible Chloe is hovering or hiding. Finally, she turns and shrugs.::

"I wanted to hang out with somebody I didn't know."

::Andrea leans a little so she can catch a glimpse of Chloe on the floor in the bedroom. She raises a hand in a half-hearted wave, then looks at Jasmine.::

"I'm gonna go find Azura. Stay in touch, okay?"

(There in a bit.)

::Ands strokes Jasmine's arm and, with a final look in Chloe's direction - though she can't see her - leaves to the front entrance.::