The young faerie girl had come to accept that part of dating the Were panther meant that the Ark would be a place that she would grow to be extremely comfortable in. Unlike her first encounter in the cargo ship, the staff now â€" mostly â€" knew of her existence, and knew that she was to be allowed wherever she wanted, when she wanted. Mostly, Samantha used this newfound power to let herself into the kitchen for food, and up back routes to Aiden's room so she didn't have to go through the emotional playground that he called a fighting ring. Though she'd been told she could join him to watch the fights whenever she chose, the few times she'd wandered out during operating hours had caused Samantha's head to feel like it was going to explode. Instead, she tended to enjoy Aiden's bedroom, the young faerie often falling asleep on the bed long before Aiden would join her on the nights she joined him at the Ark.

Last night had been different. At the faerie's arrival at the Ark, Aiden had left his throne to personally escort her back to his room, the two of them spending the better portion of the evening curled around each other in a rare moment of alone time together. It had been hard, lately. With his responsibilities to his pack, and Samantha's determination that leaving Dorian alone with the breakables would not be a good choice, it had been awhile since Samantha had gone anywhere besides work and her own home. Plus, it was Frost's words that tugged at the back of her mind, causing her to feel safe nowhere but her own home. She'd tried to ignore them, but too often now she woke up covered in a sweat, her eyes convinced she saw faeries in the corner of her bedroom. People watching her that weren't there really. But her dreams plagued her, and Samantha couldn't help the growing anxiety that tugged at her whenever she left the safety of her own home. Dorian... of course Dorian wasn't a threat to her. Dorian wasn't a threat to anyone, except maybe common sense. He could barely work a shower. In his naivety, he'd become the person that Samantha felt safest around.

Still, she found it impossible to believe that Aiden â€" her Aiden â€" could possibly be harboring any attempt to harm her. It was his sweet touches on her skin, or the way he smiled when she came to him. There was nothing malicious about him. Though, there were the secret doors of the Ark that were locked, and the way his business ran that made her mind wonder about the things Frost had told her. But no, not Aiden. His care for her was genuine. That, she was sure of, even if everything else in her life made her heart race with anxiety.

She'd spent the night curled against Aiden's chest. It was a comfortable position, after all, and the eternally cold faerie enjoyed the space heater that was her boyfriend. She'd been unaware of the change of locks on his bedroom door, unaware of anyone who might enjoy sleeping on the floor of the room. She knew of Tobi's existence, though outside of Raven's warning to the girl to treat the man kindly, she'd yet to meet him or know anything about him. Sam hadn't stirred when Aiden had slid out from under her and left the room, and she certainly hadn't noticed when the other male crept in after him. She'd merely rolled further onto her stomach, curling into the warm spot that Aiden had left behind.

The faerie girl was entirely unaware to the goings-on of the bedroom. Being a heavy sleeper, Samantha didn't react to the scrapes of the toys on the floor, or the meticulous way they were lined up around her. Her only reaction being when the man sits beside her. The blonde's lip curled into a small smile, her body shifting into Tobi's as he laid beside her. To the sleeping girl, the lanky figure was that of her boyfriend, her unconscious brain unable to tell the difference. Perhaps it is the sensation of being watched that finally rouses the girl â€" or perhaps it's the way that the lanky form didn't embrace her back in the way that Aiden typically did â€" but slowly, the faerie's eyes open to see the face only inches from hers, and the words that tumble out of the figure's lips.

With a yelp, she pushed herself back, scrambling up to a sitting position. In the moment, her heart lurches and a panic clutched at her chest. But more peculiar to the faerie girl was the surge of... something that erupted within her. The fear seemed to cause her body to react in a way that was entirely new to her, and immediately there seemed to be a tingle in her skin before a shimmer appeared before them. For a moment, Samantha merely blinked, confused by the whole ordeal and thinking it must be a trick of the light. But no, a cloud of gold glitter seemed to erupt from somewhere Samantha couldn't explain, coming to coat herself, the man beside her, and everything within the ten foot radius of Aiden's bed.

Glitter. That was new.

The look of surprise on the faerie's face was even more amplified by her taking in the scene around her. The crop circles of farm animals staring at her only amplified her immediate panic, another wave of glitter erupting in front of her. Where the hell was that coming from? She tugged at the covers, pulling them up to cover herself â€" after all, she was only wearing a tshirt and a pair of panties, certainly not something she wanted to see a stranger in.

"What?" Samantha burst out, her voice quivering as though she were about to cry. Her emotions lurched. The wake up, the burst of glitter, the crop circles, the strange... man? Leopard? Each individual thing was enough for the girl to deal with first thing in the morning, but the combination of all of those in addition to the growing paranoia Frost's words had left in her cause the small faerie to burst into tears. With her tears, a myriad of bubbles seemed to erupt from nowhere, bouncing in front of the two of them as she whimpered.

"Th... the... cows?" She burst out through her tearful whimpers, clearly quite overwhelmed by the situation as a whole. The appearance of the bubbles only seemed to amplify her crying, which in turn, amplified the amount of bubbles. "What... what are you... spider... what?"

Samantha Cassidy