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"I don't." Vincent replied, entering the home.

"But these are unique circumstances." he told her.

"I'm here to speak with two people." he said.

"The first one is Syraene." he informed her.

"...and the second one is Jenkins." he went on.

"I need to start learning some of the whole story as to what is going on at the Fyrane manor."

"....." Vincent was silent as he heard this.

"Syraene..." he muttered.

"Hm." he mumbled.

"Very well." he said to Ashley, before looking at Lindsay.

"I'm going to test you." he told him, causing Lindsay to nod in response.

-Later-

Vincent stood at the door to Kalin's home, and sighed.

"All right." he said, ringing the doorbell.

Lindsay just sighed.

"Well, I wasn't going to mention anything said in confidence during our sessions, of course." he assured her.

".....I see." Vincent said.

"And where IS he?" he asked her.

"Is he staying here?" he asked.

"He is not." Lindsay replied.

"I was asking Ashley." Vincent told Lindsay, causing the Fyrane to sigh quietly and roll his eyes.

Vincent looked over towards Ashley and was about to fire off a rebuttal... but stopped.

"...all right." he said. "That IS a fair point." he admitted.

"Very well." he then said.

"ONE chance." he told her.

"You get ONE chance to convince me that wasn't going on here isn't nefarious." he clarified.

"...." Lindsay was silent, before sighing.

"Let's go sit in the den and discuss this." he suggested.

"Because if we get just the one chance... then we'd better make it as informative as possible." he reasoned. "And that'll take a bit."

When she reached the top of the stairs, she heard Vincent and Lindsay talking.

"-can I be sure that it's really YOU telling me this?" she heard Vincent ask.

"I just... that... ugh." she heard Lindsay respond in exasperation.

"Didn't think Casey would call YOU out to here." he said.

"What can I say to get you to believe that Christopher means no ill will here?" he asked.

"You're asking me to swallow a VERY big pill, Lindsay." Vincent responded sceptically.

Shortly after he disappeared, those in the Fyrane manor felt an immense presence in their home.

And they knew who it was.

".....oh great." Ash muttered.

"I bet I can guess why HE'S here." he said further, before shaking his head.

Meanwhile, upstairs, the man was greeted by Lindsay.

"Vincent? Can I help you?" he asked.

"I am here to fix things." Vincent declared.

"...." Lindsay was just silent, before sighing heavily.

Vincent placed his hands on her shoulders.

"I know." he replied.

"I'll go and take care of it." he told her.

"I promise." he said.

"I will go there, and I will sort everything out proper." he went on.

"You just stay here and try and calm down." he then said further.

"All right?"

"Ah..." Vincent muttered, before stopping and shaking his head.

"Excuse me?" he asked.

"I... run that by me again." he said.

"Because I swear you just told me that Christopher Jenkins has been seeing your husband... regularly... and that both he and Ashley are all right with it." he commented.

"Is that correct?" he asked.

Casey just nodded, looking unimpressed.

"Well then." Vincent said.

"Looks like I'll need to clean up the remnants of Vanessa's little entourage." he told her.

After about 20 seconds, the door opened, revealed Vincent Remmington, one of the people that lived there.

"Oh, Casey!" he said when he saw her.

"Back from the convention, was it?" he asked.

"Come in, come in." he offered, stepping out of the way.

"Can I get you something to drink?" he asked her.

"I'm going back to bed, too." Ash said.

"...try not to lose sleep over this, hey?" he then said to his brother. "Nobody's perfect, mistakes were made... well, arguably... and all that's left is to figure out where to go from here." he continued.

"....yeah." Lindsay mumbled in response.

"As Ashley said, Casey should calm down over time." Ash then said.

"But... I'd liken it to going from a full boil to... a simmer." he went on. "That water will NEVER be cold and calm." he muttered.

"I know." Lindsay replied.

"...maybe I... just hoped that it would." he admitted.

"You're brilliant, Lindsay. But you're naive." Ash said.

"Neither do I." Lindsay responded.

"I just hope that anger, hatred, and bitterness doesn't end up tearing this family apart." he said quietly.

"I... I'm pretty sure it won't." Ash told him.

"Just... maybe let her blow off some steam." he said.

"See if that helps, and maybe she'll be willing to talk to us." he went on, before pausing a moment.

"Assuming Jenkins isn't around." he added.

"His presence, his face... massive trigger for her." he mumbled.

"I don't know." Lindsay admitted.

"Beats me." Ash said.

"This is all kinds of messed up, and there's a good chance Casey is pissed at ALL of us." he told her.

"...indeed." Lindsay muttered.

"...damn it." he cursed quietly.

"I... I hope she doesn't force me to choose between her and helping Chris." he then said. "Or leaves because of this." he went on.

"You think she'd do something that drastic?" Ash asked.

"That's the thing. With how angry she is right now, and how fervently she hates Chris... I don't know." Lindsay admitted.

Ash just pinched the bridge of his nose, and Lindsay sighed.

"I'm sorry." he said.

"I'm sorry you had to find out this way." he apologised to her.

"But we couldn't think of a better way to let you know about this." he said.

"Excuse me, -I-" Ash started to say, before Lindsay interrupted.

"YOU suggested the all-at-once strategy, which would have been JUST as disastrous." he told his brother.

"...at any rate, we'll let you grab what you showed up here to get." he then said to his wife.

Ryker's face turned a little redder, and he nodded.

"R-right." he said, before the demon took over.

"Real talk, you're all right." he told the female.

"I've met worse dragons." he said.

"You're not totally objectionable to be around." he added, crossing his arms over his chest.