Exhausted from a long day of work and getting back to the apartments semi-late, Rosalie laid in bed asleep, no dreams coming to her, only a blank mind.

 Her eyes fluttered open when she thought she heard the sound of a muffled scream. She froze for only a second, letting her eyes adjust and her mind clear itself of the sleepy haze. Sure enough, another scream rang through the empty apartments and she shot up out of bed, her mind immediately going back to the burning fires, and sprinted out of the room, almost running into every closed door she came up to. At the moment, it didn't matter to her that she was only in a pair of her yoga shorts and an oversized t-shirt; no where near as intimidating as she should look if someone were attacking them in some way. 

She recognized the voice and ran down the hallway to where Kiara had been sleeping and opened the door without knocking. "Kiara, are you alright?" She walked in the room, her eyes darting to every corner, and checked everywhere for any sign of danger. Once she cleared the room she sighed of relief and ran a hand through her hair. "I'm sorry..... I thought someone was... I'll go, I apologize." Rosalie spoke softly and gave her a small apologetic smile, filled with chagrin as she quickly walked out of the room. She would give Kiara enough time to figure out when had happened, and it she needed anything, she knew she'd let everyone know. 

Rose walked into her own room and picked up her phone, seeing the screen lit up. She frowned at the reminder that had been texted to all of them and walked back out towards the kitchen area.The apartments weren't in the best living conditions, but the pack had made the best of it and had been doing a fairly well job of laying low in them. 

Her mind went over the text many times, and she frowned as she sat down on a chair. As much as she loved her extra 'abilities', as she had called them; being born into the culture wasn't always sunshine and rainbows. She sat her phone down and leaned back on the chair, sleep far gone out of her system. The worst part was that she worked that day.