Airplanes roaring engine sounds were drowned out by the headsets that Venus wore upon her head.  Relaxation kept those mascara eyelashes closed over her wondrously unique sea-green eyes. Listening to new music that was introduced to her in California where she spent this past month reinventing herself for the radio station.  Coming home slightly felt uncomfortable since she had been separating herself.  Things haven’t felt right since she opened up her feelings to Geller. There was a calling inside her gut that needed release.  Even with Vincent’s return seemed overwhelming at points. Plane was about to land as quoted from the pilot asking all electronic devises to be turned off.  Venus turned off her ipod and turned to look out the window. Clouds caused turbulences as the airline descended through them.  A deep breath was taken as she embraced her seat handles during the landing. 

Vincent, her fiance’ had picked her up at the airport. Standing there portraying his romantic charm. Dozen of roses and a sign that had her name on it so she could identify him amongst the crowd.  Since her new mustang was stationed at his house. She appreciated him picking her up, since she didn’t want her family members to know she was home yet.  The drive from the airport to Vincent’s home came with the discussion about the studio was finished and now operational to start her radio show.  Her visit wasn’t long since with Vincent, due to her exhaustion. Yes, he was cute about begging her to stay but not this night. What she needed was to be surrounded by her things.

Loading her mustang the drive to the home had a slight detour. Along the way she decided to order a coffee just to keep her alert. Time difference had started to ware down on her. Of course who should she meet there was Trent, the Lycan man that was staying with them, for who she never really interacted due to the abrupt leave after the first moon.   Only real ‘awareness’ she knew of him and others at the gather was their nudity still embedded in her mind.  Gluttony of massive amount of stark naked people stripping to eventually transform into their appropriate shape shifting forms –oh my!  She mildly confessed to Trent that she may not be staying any longer in New Orleans. What flattered her was that he didn’t verbally protest but his physical language in stare’s and posture showed he did not like it one bit. Now she felt guilt not getting to know the guy more he seemed like a person who was compassionate, even if he was rather silent type, bit withdrawn.

Arriving at the house she brought her luggage to her room. Along the way crying out for family members to answer her, but this house was gigantic that in some rooms you’re not guaranteed to hear a voice booming for your attention.  Through the rooms she dropped of wrapped presents upon her loved one’s beds. For Geller there was a autographed latest book by Bobby Flay , food networks iron chief. On top of that wrapped book was a picture of Bobby Flay wearing a shirt that Venus made, saying "Geller Chicken Sandwiches Rock".  Along side was a small note.  – Miss you. Hope we can talk. I need to talk to you, it's dire -  was all that it said.   For Nike which Venus did not go into that woman’s room, out of share fear? She laid to rest at the door a box with Lost Boy’s vampires t-shirt.  It may not be something that Nike would find funny. At least the thought count right?  In maya’s room Venus left a box filled with California high quality vintages that were purchased from elite vineyards. That should keep her voluptuous blonde friend drunk for awhile.  The last gift given was to Zoe and it was a hand crafted locket that said. –Forever my true sister. Love Venus- and inside it was a picture of Venus and Zoe hugging each other after a battle of super soaker time with water guns. 

Each of them held her heart dearly. They all affected her for more then a year as people who she loved.  It was good to be home. Venus moved towards her room to fall asleep.