AN: (Throws Adulting out of a window) "Nothing to see here folks. Why don't we all go look at what happens to our favorite hair stylist."

Dagur grumbled as he made his way towards the twins' restaurant. He was not a morning vampire but circumstances had forced him to flop out of bed and drag himself to the shower. Mala, his lovely and very dangerous wife, had gone to open her boutique while his current annoyance still snored on the couch. Throw pillows were scattered around and he could only see a wisp of black hair as he left to get food. A fabulous hair stylist he might be, a cook........ Not so much.

Dagur left their snoring guest and made his way down to Main street. Shops were just opening and the twins' weren't the exception, only they were still clad in their pyjamas. "Is this a new fashion statement?" He asked as he eyed the dragon printed onesies the twins were wearing.

"Someone forgot to set the alarm." Tuffnut said as he shot his sister a look. "I woke up with poor Chicken going hungry and pecking my forehead!"

"Well guys I need food." Dagur mumbled.

"Oh you're just in luck. We have a new chart." Ruffnut stated as she went inside with her brother and grabbed an apron. Dagur had long ago gotten used to the twins' and their weird habits. Especially the one where Ruffnut insisted on making charts of about everything. Dagur sat down at the bar and grabbed a menu. He scanned it and wondered what to pick. "How come you guys have a western theme but you sell Chinese food?" He had once asked them. The resulting explanation on cliche restaurants and the idea to become truly unique had taken an hour of Dagur's time. He decided never to ask again.

"Okay......" Dagur mumbled as he started his order. "I'll have one Choy Suey, two Kung pao beef, eight Egg rolls, and two Spicy honey pork." Ruffnut jotted it all down and then brought out the chart she had been talking about. Dagur eyed it with suspicion as he noticed several chilli peppers on it. "Did you actually make a spicy chart?"

Ruff nodded before showing him the choices he had for the spicy honey pork. "Okay, so we have one chilli that means 'Don't worry', two; 'I'm okay!', 3; So So, 4; Ay Mamacita!!, 5; OH MY THOR!!!!"

Dagur eyed it for a moment before smirking. "Ruff can you make one of them-" He pointed towards the one with 6 chillies.

"Are you sure?" Ruffnut asked. "I don't think anyone has ever finished a plate of the 'Maldita sea' level." She actually looked a bit apprehensive when he had chosen that.

"It will be fine." Dagur assured her. Afterall his houseguest had it coming.

"Good" Ruffnut chuckled. "I expect to hear all about it." Dagur rolled his eyes, typical Ruff wanting on on the action.

Once the food had been finished Ruffnut came out with several containers. She even indicated which of the containers held the 'special' sauce. "Tuff quit sitting on your behind and go give me a sound check!" She ordered when spotting her brother talking to his chicken again. All the while she was ringing Dagur up. Tuffnut grumbled but went to grab the microphones. Dagur paid and was about to make his way out when he spotted Astrid looking at him from the sidewalk. He gave a nervous wave before darting out of the restaurant.

Once home he placed the food containers on the counter. "Get your behind down here sis!" Dagur shouted as he had seen that the couch had been vacant and the pillows had been rearranged. A large vampire bat swooped down and landed on Dagur's head. "That's not what I meant." He grumbled before adding "I brought food!"

Heather immediately turned back and eagerly grabbed a container, which was also the one containing the 'special' sauce. Dagur said nothing as he also grabbed one of the containers and the rice. Heather handed him a plastic fork and before she dug in she asked "Why aren't you mad that I showed up out of the blue?"

"You mean why aren't I mad that you were dating Fishlegs for a week, didn't bother to stop by, and ignored that Astrid was also living here and deserves an explanation?" Dagur summarized. "I'm mad, I just don't see the point of voicing it until I hear your side first."

Heather was about to take a bite of the food but stopped and then said "You know I didn't want to be away for so long. It's just that........."

"Yes?" Dagur asked and cursed mentally when his sister hadn't taken her first bite yet.

"Look, there was........ A lot to deal with. I know Astrid thinks that I betrayed her but I did what was best for everyone." Heather looked down. "And I didn't contact you while I was in town because I was afraid that you'd........well.... That you'd be angry at me for disappearing all those years ago."

"Heather you're my sister. I wouldn't be mad at you. I'm happy you came back." Dagur said as he eyed the piece of spicy pork Heather had on her fork. "What made you change your mind about contacting me?" He also knew he would have to face Astrid about missing their appointments because he was hiding Heather. According to his wife he couldn't lie to save his life.

"Believe it or not, it was Fishlegs that persuaded me to contact you." She told her brother a bit sadly. "I was prepared to fade into the shadows and step in if anything got out of hand. She's still my little bat."

"Step in?!" Dagur grumbled. "Heather this isn't the past. You just can't step in and control Astrid's love life. She's a big vampire now."

"What did you expect me to do last time." Heather replied. "Her telling Hendrik almost got all of us exposed. I wouldn't have killed him if he hadn't pulled a stake on me!"

Dagur eyed his sister carefully. "And you never told anyone what happened? Astrid hates you because you killed her fiance. It was two weeks before her wedding Heather. Thor knows she was owed an explanation at the least!"

"I know..... I know...." Heather dropped her fork back in the container. "It's just, how could I face the woman that became my bestest friend with the explanation 'Sorry I killed your fiance but there were circumstances.' She was so angry...... and I panicked.... And then I just kept avoiding the giant pink and polka dotted elephant in the room as I ran!"

"Oh sis" Dagur said as he too had forgotten his food. "You and Astrid really need to talk. I don't know all the particulars but-" He was cut off by Heather who mumbled "I know, I know. It's just that she might have found Hendrik's reincarnation. She's head over heels again." Heather sighed. "Do you really think she'd even let me come close if she felt that history would repeat itself?" She watched her brother and mumbled. "What am I going to do?" She groaned. "I don't want to jump to conclusions but at the bar a week ago something felt off. I felt that guy, Henry's, fear when those three men walked in."

"Do you think Astrid would have felt it too?"

"No" Heather answered. "You know the power of Empathy isn't shared from Sire to Childe. You'd have to be from the old blood to inherit it, and even then not all vampires get it."

"Yes I know." Dagur sighed. His sister could feel the emotions of the beings around her, it was both a blessing and a curse. It was why Heather didn't stay long in crowded cities.

"What exactly did you feel?" Dagur now asked as he saw his sister's head bowed.

Heather let out a shaky breath. "I felt fear, trepidation, suspicion. The last two were directed towards the townsfolk." She mumbled. "Then there was glee, determination, and a sense of accomplishment when that man looked at Astrid. Nowhere was there any speck of love."

"Oh Thor.... You really need to tell Astrid this." Dagur said.

Heather shot him a look as she finally took a bite of her pork. "Don't you think I don't want to? These feelings are much stronger than what I felt from Hendrik. But Astrid would probably put a stake or silver bullet through my heart before hearing me out." Heather took another bite and then another, simply eating the pork as if nothing was the matter.

"WAIT!" Dagur shouted and grabbed his sister's food container. He took a bite of the food and immediately he turned red in the face. "Water....WATER!!! INNMEEEDWATEERR!!" he gasped and shoved the chair he had been sitting on back and sprang towards the refrigerator. Dagur opened the door and chugged down the entire one liter pitcher of water, followed by the lemonade Mala had made yesterday. Heather raised a brow and watched her brother move on to the sink to drink from the tab.

"What's gotten into you?" She asked as she took back her food container and continued to eat.

"HOEWCAMYOSYANDTHGAT." Dagur tried to drink and talk at the same time as he watched his sister finish off her very very spicy pork. His tongue was so hot that he couldn't even speak right. Ruffnut had been right that it was a 'Maldita sea' spice.

"How can I eat this?" Heather gestured towards the container that was almost empty. "It's delicious!"

"ITSSPRICY." He tried to say it was spicy but failed as he couldn't feel his tongue.

"Spicy?" Heather asked as she looked confused. "Brother, this is just right." She giggled. "I think you need to travel more if you want spicy."

"Ruff will be so disappointed." Dagur finally managed to get out. He often wondered what the hell his sister ate when she traveled, now he didn't want to know.

The two sat in relative silence when a shout of "YOU SON OF A HALF-TROLL-EATING-MUNCH-BUCKET! I'M GOING TO TEAR YOUR THROAT OUT!" was heard.

"Did that sound like...." Dagur trailed off when heather bolted from the table and was out the door in seconds. Dagur was not far behind and both ran to see what the commotion was all about.