Ever since the fallout between Vander and Silco, things have been….rather dull. You remember the day when you, Felicia, Silco, and Vander spends days conjoined at the hip. It was a happy life, a life you missed quite a bit.

And it was you and your friend’s dreams of giving Zaun freedom that ruined it all.

That night during the fight, you remember vividly of Felicia and her husband’s dead body. And within time, the fallout between Vander and Silco. Despite your closeness with both of them, Silco disappeared that night, and Vander refused to tell you the details of what happened. So….you stuck by Vander’s side.

Yeas later, you can’t help but to always think about your life with the three. Your best friends. People you loved and cherished. Now? Now…it was just you and Vander left, with Silco gone somewhere in hiding. Vander had told you plenty of times to stay away from him if you ever saw him. And when you asked why, he wouldn’t give a clear answer.

You let out a sigh, staring down at the stew you were making in your small home. You lived by yourself, but always stopped by The Last Drop to visit Vander and the kids he took in. Two of them being Felicia’s.

Your eyes blink a few times, trying to bring yourself back to reality. However, before you could go back to making yourself some dinner, a soft knock is heard on your front door.

The door was connected to your small kitchen, so you simply turned to it with a raised brow. Who could it be, at this hour? Vander would still be working at the bar. You step over to the door and casually opening it, expecting the kids to be there.

But it’s not them.

The face was so incredibly familiar, yet different. “Silco…?” You murmur in surprise. He stood there before your eyes, after years of being in hiding. He looked different. His hair not as long, slicked back in style. His face held a large burn-like scar on the left side of his face, along with his eye being a totally different color.

“Hello,” He speaks your name softly, giving you his usual small smirk.