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Ambrosia knew her words were harsh but he had told her that she had once belonged to Connor before she fell in love with Alexander. She went to him to help him walk to his house. Once they had arrived at his home that was very big and huge to her eyes. She followed him inside of his house picking up his coat and shirt since she was going to wash the blood out herself. She set them down before looking at him, "Where is a rag that you don't use along with your bandages," she asked him. She was going to try to stop the bleeding and bandage up what he had of his wounds. She wanted to stop this rivalry between these two brothers despite how angry she was at both of them. Even if Alexander didn't want her there right now she would help him and make sure he was better by his wounds healed better.

Ambrosia quickly went to the bathroom he told her where it was. She had seen him him shirtless with all his wounds and scars showing to her eyes once more. She couldn't help to feel guilty about all the scars he had gotten from over the years. She grabbed as many bandages she could use for newly reopened wounds to place on the wounds. She found a towel that looked like it he wouldn't miss much but if he threw a fit about it she would buy a new one anyways. She came out with the supplies she needed in her hands. She went to his freezer to get him a ice pack or just get some ice to put in a plastic bag. She didn't see any ice packs so she got some ice and a plastic bag to make a make-shift ice pack. She walked to him, "Put this on your ribs. I'll numb some of the pain." she said handing him the ice pack she made before getting the towel to go to the sink to put warm water on it to kill the germs that would harm his wounds that might cause infection. Once she had it wet she went to him to dab his wounds gently, "It might sting a bit." she said to him. She began to dab his wounds to get the blood to stop, dried blood off, and the dirt off of him.

As much as any other girl would enjoy being in a boys house she didn't not when she was worrying about Alexander's well being. She knew he would be in a lot of pain tomorrow with his broken ribs hurting and all these wounds he had gotten once more. Soon she heard him hiss and whisper in pain before looking at him and moving away, "Sorry." she mumbled not wanting to cause pain. She looked at all his scars he had and just felt horrible for him since he must have endured a lot of pain for all the others before her. She slowly was dabbing before going to rinse what was on the towel out to come back to do it once more before she would dab it with a dry towel. She came to him to get anything more she had missed before looking at him, "Why do you two fight and hurt each other so much?" she asked him quietly. She just couldn't get why two siblings that were immortal vampires would try to kill each other so much. She knew he probably wouldn't tell her since she was prying too much.

Ambrosia looked at him lips to see a broken lip and frowned at how much he had gone through. She went to make another make-shift ice pack before hearing him tell her the reasons they fought before hearing the angel part. She came to him knowing he was talking about the first one and not her at all. "Worst things are?" she asked him softly. She took him to the most comfortable thing to sit on in his home knowing standing was hurting him more than sitting down. She didn't know why but she kind of felt hurt in a way thinking he still loved the first of her reincarnations than herself. She knew she fell in love with Alexander like all the other ones before but it was for probably entirely different reasons. "I'm guessing the angel was the one way before me." she whispered more of to herself. She tried not to show what she was feeling deep inside since he was in more physical pain than anything else.

Ambrosia looked at him before kneeling down to sit beside him while he was lying down on the ground. She looked down at him before nodding before hearing him tell her reasons that she died because of what happened. "here." she said handing him a small icepack for his lip. "It couldn't be helped. You thought you were protecting me and you were in serious shape that you couldn't help me. Connor is just using me as an excuse to instigate a fight with you." she spoke to him. Ambrosia looked down at him finding herself blushing a bit seeing how somewhat peaceful he looked. "Why is he here anyway?" she asked him. She wanted to help him more but she couldn't figure out what else to do.

Ambrosia looked down at him just watching him closely with her eyes. She didn't get why he still blamed himself for her death when it wasn't his fault in the first place. She saw him open his eyes briefly to look at her before closing his eyes. That infuriated her that was what Connor was doing to him all because he thought he deserves everything. She wanted to punch some so she gripped her coat tightly instead of punching something. "He's so spoiled," she muttered under her breath. All she wanted to do was to beat him with a baseball bat until he was begging for mercy. She looked at Alexander as her hands were squeezing tightly together almost to point of drawing blood.

Ambrosia soon felt him making her release her tightening grip she had before seeing him laugh at what she said. It wouldn't surprise that he was laughing from hearing it so much. She let him do what he liked with her hands before he sighed before he let them go once more. "Why do you still protect me when I'm not even the same person you feel in love with?" she asked him. She couldn't stop her heart beating fast in her chest when he had held her hand into his. Her hand just limp down by her side not even though she wasn't going to be using a tight grip for a bit. She didn't get why she was falling for him when she knew of her out come since he wouldn't care about the now her when he still lingered in the past for her.

Ambrosia saw the stunned look upon his facial features and knew he had heard her heart beating faster. She saw him sitting up off the floor instead of lying down letting the coldness help him. "But not all of what happens to me is your fault." she spoke softly to him. She blushed more feeling her cheeks heating as she sat there. Ambrosia let him tracing on her hand before he had breathed in her scent. She looked into his eyes seeing his own gazing into her own. "But why protect me when I'm not her," she asked him.