As everything transpired before him, Caleb was extremely silent, more silent than he would normally.  Ambrose had nearly gotten into a physical altercation with Jeremy.  The two stared at each other for a moment before Jeremy departed with Sam.  It wasn't long before Ariana stood up and sighed.  

"Look, Caleb, I appreciate the offer, but I'm going to go get some sleep, and I told Alex he could stay with me," Ariana said as Alex still looked shocked and out of it, but he managed to smile at Caleb and thank him for everything before leaving.  As Caleb sat on the chair, he looked up at Ambrose who took a seat next to him and began to talk.  He had wanted the same thing Caleb had wanted, to have fun, but it seemed Ambrose wasn't blaming him for what had happened which was a relief.  Instead, he was blaming Samantha, which tugged at Caleb's nerves slightly.  He didn't want to argue with Ambrose, they barely knew each other, yet he knew that arguing would only lessen any chance of getting to know him.  Instead, Caleb shrugged and sighed.

"Sam's always been there for me since I got here.  I don't think she is capable of such a dark twisted mentality, but you never know what someone is capable of," Caleb replied as he lifted his body to rest his back against the back of the couch.  "It's possible, but we need to find out exactly WHAT we are up against here," Caleb said as he stood up and walked over to the closet grabbing a pair of pajamas and a tank top.  He walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower.  The water allowed him to ease his mind and he was thankful.  Truth be told he was scared to death about facing such a menacing foe.  He hoped Sam had some answers but he was willing to do as much research as he possibly could.  When he exited the bathroom, he dried off and changed into a simple turquoise tank with a black outline around the border of the top and a pair of black silken pajama pants.  He didn't have on any underwear and he hoped that he wasn't revealing too much.

Looking over at Ambrose, he sighed.

"I told you you could have the bed tonight," he began, "but if you don't mind I'm not really tired and I could use some conversation right now."  He sat down on the couch leaning back and exhaling.  "I really don't know how to start this off," Caleb admitted, but he just seemed so relaxed, "So what do you want to know about me?" he said rather boldly.

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