Trish was curled up in a chair asleep, Abbacchio and Fugo were on the couch looking at the map, Mista was watching the ceiling and Narancia was standing against a wall with Giorno.

Bruno was sat in the last chair with you in his lap. Your head rested on his shoulder and Bruno had closed your eyes and mouth. He had placed a cool towel on your forehead to cool your down.

"We should be able to make it to Venice by tomorrow or the day after if no one finds us."

The room was full of tension. Narancia and Giorno catching on that something must have happened between Bruno and Trish and that's why she looked upset when she entered the turtle.

Nobody wanted to talk about what had happened to you, thinking that if they did they would find out what had happened to you was worse than they thought. Some of them silently blaming themselves, Mista in particular.

The sound of tires skidding across the ground and a large crash caught everyone's attention. Trish has woken up and Bruno gently stood up and placed you on the chair, your legs going over one armrest and your head resting on the other.

"What just happened?"

Fugo and Abbacchio stood up from the couch and their eyes went to Mista. Fugo questioning him in a worried voice.

"Mista! You were keeping watch on the ceiling, weren't you? What happened?"

"Uh me?"

Mista was sweating and tried to act casual. Mentally cursing the Sex Pistols for taking the hamburger.

"I-I haven't the slightest. I wasn't watching at that time. Maybe the truck stopped."

Slowly you started to wake up and you winced a bit. Your hand hurt like hell and you let out a sigh. It was the one that had been cut off.

Bucciarati probably fixed it with Sticky Fingers. That's good.

You were on your back, your head on a soft patch of grass. Your whole body laid out on the grass and you didn't sit up. It was silent. It was dark outside. It was peaceful. You didn't want to move just yet. Only wanting to look at the stars and listen to the sound of nature at night. To feel the night air and the grass below you.

Where am I... this isn't the turtle. Is anyone else here?

You looked at the clouds and the stars tiredly. Not sure of where you were, you knew you needed to get up and find out what was happening, but you wanted to stay. The grass felt so comfortable. It felt like you had woken up from a bad dream and that everything was ok.

"I see you're awake."

You closed your eyes and exhaled from your nose. A gentle smile gracing your lips. You didn't move, you weren't startled by the voice and you didn't need to turn your head to know who had spoken.

Abbacchio...

"Yeah..."

He didn't say anything and you just laid there. You hadn't moved at all, fearing that if you did, the feeling of peace would vanish. Opening your eyes again so you could take in the stars.

Abbicchio is here... everything's ok.

"Abbacchio."

You kept your eyes on the sky and you called for Abbacchio. Your voice sounded different to him.

Before when he heard your voice. It was just normal, but now as he listened to his name come out of your mouth it sounded so different. So much more beautiful. So much more comforting.

You looked at the twinkling stars in the sky that gave it life and the soft glow of the moon that hid behind a thin layer of fog.

A break in the clouds allowed the moonlight to shine down on you and a smile twitched at your lips. The soft glow felt nice, even if it wasn't something you could feel.

Abbacchio watched you as the moon shown on you. You looked tired but content. Your hair was splayed out a bit across the grass and you were still. The moonlight shining on you made you look beautiful. It made you look angelic.

Just as your voice sounded different to him you looked different in his eyes. When did you become this fair? Before did you always look so lovely? Had you always had alluring e/c eyes that he couldn't look away from?

"Yes?"

Abbacchio's deep voice calmed you. It was dark and smooth, just like the night. The sound made you smile tiredly.

"Is there any food around? Or any snacks? I just haven't eaten since this morning."

You heard him let out a snort and you knew he was smiling and shaking his head.

"There should still be some food in the turtle. I'll go check."

He knew one of the members must have some food, Mista most likely because he has to feed the Sex Pistols. You heard him stand up and walk away and you let out a sigh. Feeling peaceful until the violent sound of a car being smashed jerked you out of your call state.

You shot up and your eyes darted around quickly for any sign of danger. You scrambled to your feet and stumbled a bit from standing up so quickly and your lack of food. You looked to be on the side of a road near a parking lot of sorts and you quickly ran to the source of the sound. Spotting Mista, Fugo, Narancia, and Abbicchio and then Giorno in the middle of the parking lot.

He was surrounded by smashed-up cars that he had been hit by Gold Experience.

"What are you doing Giorno?!"

Fugo stepped over the small wall separating the grass field and the parking lot. There was still no sign of Bruno and you slowed to a walk until you arrived or where they all were.

"If we steal only one car we'll be caught right off the bat. But if we steal a hundred."

Golden Experience started to destroy the cars and punched them into the air making you clench your jaw and your eyes widen.

What shocked you wasn't what Giorno just did but what followed. All of the cars and car pieces turned into frogs. You tuned out Giorno's words and hopped over the barrier. Weakly jogging to catch one of the frogs. You smiled as one of them hopped towards you and you were able to pick it up.

All of the other frogs started to hop away and you put it down. Patting its head before it started to hop away from you. It was odd holding a frog and patting its head when it was just a piece of a car.

"You tell Bucciarati."

Abbacchio shoved Coco Jumbo into Giorno's stomach and walked away and put his hands in his pockets.

"We're going to get the car. If you see any food in the turtle bring it out here. Y/n is hungry and needs to eat."

You listened to them as you walked towards them, Fugo followed Abbicchio.

Inside the turtle, Trish was in need of a bathroom. Making Bruno pause having not thought about what to do when that time would arise. So Bruno came up with the brilliant plan of turning the closet into a toilet.

Giorno looked down at the turtle and you stood next to him, also looking down into the turtle.

"Bucciarati, we got a car. Y/n is going to come down there for a second and get some food."

You looked to Giorno and smiled but he was still looking inside the turtle.

"Ok. Once we confirm that we're safe let's go."

"Understood."

Giorno set the turtle down for you to enter and you paused before going into the turtle. He noticed this watched you carefully.

"Y/n is something wrong?"

You looked at him and took a step forward and wrapped your arms around him. Your face in his shoulder and your arms laced around his torso.

"I'm sorry Giorno. I don't think I ever apologized for yelling at you. You were right from the beginning and I should have trusted you as you asked me to."

Giorno froze for his seconds and a look of surprise spread across his face. Slowly he wrapped his arms around you and hugged you back. His face had grown warm and his heart skip a beat.

"It's ok Y/n. There was a lot I wasn't telling you and you had your reasons not to trust me. I only hope you can trust me now."

You smiled into his shoulder and pulled away. Keeping the smile on your face.

"I trust you. Thank you, Giorno."

You took a step back, not noticing that Giorno looked like he was going to say something but stopped himself. You entered the turtle and saw Bruno gesturing to the closet with a zipper open in the middle of it.

You raised an eyebrow and Trish looked to you as Giorno picked up Coco Jumbo.

"He wants me to go to the bathroom in that."

Trish also gestured to the closet and Bruno made a face. Insulted that she didn't like it and you grabbed a banana from the fruit bowl.

"Speaking of bathrooms I need to go too but what are we supposed to use for toilet paper?"

Trish nodded and agreed with you about the toilet paper and Bruno paused again. He had no idea what to use as toilet paper. Bruno looked up and saw Giorno. Knowing something was wrong by the look on his face.

"Giorno, is something wrong?"

You stopped peeling the banana and looked up and saw Giorno's face, looking back to Bruno. You were leaning your back against the table and you pushed yourself away from it so you were standing.

"What the hell?!"

Bruno looked away from the ceiling and saw you with a panicked look on your hand holding a half-peeled banana. Looking at a cabinet horrified. Bruno walking towards it to see Trish's arm being pulled into the cabinet. His face turned to one of horror and he grabbed onto her arm and you opened the doors.

Trish was curled up inside the small space and looked like she was becoming pixelated and being broken up into cubes.

"Sticky Fin-"

Bruno was cut off and started to turn into pixels too. Your eyes widening as you watched both of them. You took a bite off the banana and put it on the cabinet top and started to call out your stand but your mouth was full.

"Bucciarati. Be on your guard a strange bike has appeared."

Bruno flashed brightly and when the light was gone he was gone. You grabbed Trish's arm and looked at the ceiling.

"Bucciarati?"

You swallowed too early and coughed a bit and tried to call out your stand but just like Bucciarati before you should finish you were hit with something. Your body started to break up into cubes and break into pixels and you watched horrified.

"Gio-"

You couldn't speak and you put a hand to your throat and you were dragged into the cabinet.

Giorno. He's going to be next.