Moving day! It was moving day! Darcy wandered into the compound literally buried under tons of boxes and bags. She grunted with some effort as she moved the stuff in the spare room. Dropping the boxes on the floor and the bags on the bed she pushed some hair out of her face. Sighing heavily she fished her pack of smokes and Zippo out from her pocket. A cigarette was slipped between her lips and soon lit. The pack and lighter disappeared into her pocket.

Taking a long drag she reached into one of the bags and pulled out her ashtray. Setting it on the night stand beside the bed she ashed her cigarette before she grabbed that bag and dumped it out on the bed. Clock, cell phone charger, another ashtray, and a lamp. All these things were set on the night stand as she dumped another bag that contained her tolietries which she put in the bathroom.

Sighing she went over to one of the boxes and opened it. Wait were those her clothes or David's? Ah Hell. They hadn't labeled the boxes! Great. Just effin great. Sighing she looked over her shoulder and took another drag off of her cigarette exhaling as she said, "Hey bro! Are these your clothes or mine?"

She smirked at her little brother as she took another drag off of her cigarette shaking her head, "Nope...Gotta get my nic fix." That smirk grew into a grin as she watched her little brother move off. She sat down on the edge of the bed and took her time finishing her cigarette. With that last drag she stuffed it out in the ash tray and set it on the night stand. Tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear she tightened up her ponytail as she got off of the bed and began to unpack her things. Hopefully this fresh new start would not come back to bite her in the ass. Hopefully she would survive longer in this form than in any other form that May had put her in. And hopefully...Hopefully she would finally be able to unlock all the secrets of her past.