Accalia's POV
"There is nothing here!" I groaned, frustrated as I worked through the last pile of papers. I had been busy going through the paperwork throughout the night, and it was already past 3 am.
"Are you sure?" Lidia asked, sleepy, and yawned. She had dozed off around 1 am and was softly snoring in the back of my mind.
"I am," I growled, "something doesn't feel right..."
It was like I was missing the obvious. The only paperwork that was left there was border patrol reports, nothing major...
"I think we might be looking in the wrong place..." she answered.
"Why would you say that?" I asked, "Where else would Dean hide things?"
There was nothing left of his belongings in his old bedroom... it was burned to ashes in the rogue's attack, and now a newly painted and furnished nur
