Wicked sat on the floor with her babies and watched as the small ghosts hovered around them. They seemed to like it. They'd focus all theri attention on it and put their arms out as if they wanted to touch it.
It took more effort than it use to but she was slowly starting to sense them again. Her old friends. It was the silver lining to the break in. She didn't know where it came from but she was happy that it was there and that it was protective.
She tried to put the invasion out of her mind and tried to lose herself in the twins.
"Katya!" They may not have recognized their names but they recognized her voice now. It was a very little thing but it made her happy when they responded to it. "Is that your new friend? You're not afraid of him. Joe's not afraid of him either!"
There was a small whine behind and she turned to see a pitiful looking PB holding his leash in his mouth. She had been neglecting her third child lately.
"Call Kitty please," She said tot he computer. "Kitty can you come by and walk PB for me. I saw some creep standing out by the entrance to Level four the other day and I don't want to go out with the twins."