A/n: So I decided to continue. Sorry its so short. Love, love.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Cept Xari. And Callisto. But they like to debate that. Also little game, the person who can correctly guess the game reference in the italics gets a gift fic of their choosing.

Saturday found four friends in the usual way. Inexari played video games, Castiel strummed his guitar, Lysander and Delilah eyed the two warily from where they sat at the edge of the bed...

Ok so maybe it wasn't that usual. Especially with Xari forgoing her bean bag chair to lean against Castiel's chest while Castiel absently picked at his guitar, alternating between idly picking chords and placing absent kisses on Xari's head. Delilah cleared her throat after awhile.

"So Xari, when did this happen?"

Xari didn't look up from her game or move from her spot. In fact the only notice she gave of having heard Delilah was a narrowing of her eyes. Castiel chuckled. "Yesterday... maybe the tenth of September really."

Xari hadn't moved her eyes but her posture became inquisitive. "The tenth of September Red? Interesting date to pick."

"It was when you first enrolled."

Xari made a face but her eyes twinkled. "Uck. You're a sentimental type. Why do I always get stuck with mushy guys?" Her voice pitched up to a whine. Castiel shoved her playfully. "Oi! You just messed up my head shot!"

"You called me mushy!"

"You are mushy! Mushy mushy mushy!"

"At least I can dance."

"What does that have to do with- OI! STOP SHOVING ME!"

Lysander and Delilah looked on at their bickering friends with a morbid sort of fascination. "This," Lysander murmured, "can't possibly go wrong." Delilah made no comment but cleared her throat loudly, again. The quarrelsome twosome looked up finally and the blonde girl took a deep breath to steady her nerves.

"I'm leaving."

The silence was deafening. Lysander gave her an almost forlorn look, Castiel was alternating between politely upset and confusion, Xari... Xari flung herself into Delilah's lap and started screaming. The boys jumped and stared in wide eyed shock, while Delilah just held her friend and smoothed her hair. Xari looked ready to start throwing things, the way she was thrashing around in Delilah's arms. Feet were heard pounding up the stair case and the bedroom door was flung open. A very nervous looking Callisto stared in at them before rushing in. Without a word she pried Xari out of Delilah's arms and took the screaming, thrashing girl out of the room.

Delilah stared at her hands. "I knew I shouldn't have said anything."

Castiel had been staring at the door with a look of concern. "What was-?"

"You know Xari has abandonment issues?"

Both boys made a soft 'oh' and looked at the game still playing on the screen.

"I will address this personally."

Lysander reached for the controller vibrating on the bed, then seemed to think better of it. He cleared his throat awkwardly. "So when do you leave?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"How are we gonna tell Blue?" Castiel asked, his hands gripping the neck of his Les Paul, eyes still fixated on the door.

"I know you feel this."

Delilah shook her head. "It's better not to say anything at all. She won't even notice. Besides," Delilah swallowed. "I got word from another friend, that one's coming to stay."

Castiel turned angry eyes on her. "So we just trade?! How's that fair?! To you or her?!"

Delilah just shrugged.

"This hurts you."

A blaring noise caught their attention and they looked at the television screen.

Game Over.