Addilyn looked up when the door opened and Amika stepped in, holding the door open for Ribs and closing it behind them. Beckoning Ami over with a flick of her gaze. Ami listened quietly to what Addilyn had to say. "Is your migraine feeling better? Sorry Kaitlyn didn't have Asprin, what doctor doesn't have Asprin? Sorry, but are you feeling better?" Amika nodded, with a tiny smile. "I put you in the room with the others since Al's snoring would probably make you feel worse. Is that okay?" Amika's voice was smooth and rather soft. She didn't speak much, hardly at all. Sometimes this made her seem boring or dull; but she was actually very funny and a great person. "That's fine, I don't really mind who is in the room." Ami shrugged, she never really seemed to be bothered by anything.

Rainbow told Ribs about who was sleeping where and he nearly had a heart attack. He was barely strong enough to TALK to her, and now they were in the same room? Why!?!

Addilyn gave Ami a soft smile, Amika had always been the more quiet one of the group. That said, she was definitely still dangerous. She was also the first one in the group to notice threats and dangers. Even the tiniest of threats Ami worried about. Maybe even more so than Addilyn. A prime example was the fact that Amika was still looking around the room with the eyes of a hawk trying to see if there was any dangers. Obviously she was worried that this was some sort of trap though Addilyn highly doubted it. Ami began walking over to Zane since the poor guy seemed rather tired. But then Al tried to trip her. It didn't work out well in his favor. With reflexes almost as quick as Addilyn's, Ami grabbed his arm and twisted it. "Ow ow ow ow ow! Let go please! I'm sorry I'm sorry! Please let go!" Al's face contorted in agony as Ami finally let go.

Ribs felt his heart flutter.

Instead of saying sorry Amika stuck her tongue out at Al childishly. Despite being mean and harsh most of the time, she still had her moments. Finally making her way to Zane, she sat down next to him and spoke quietly to him. Compared to the others he was so young and innocent, which meant most of them treated him like an annoying little brother. Which he sorta was in a way. Al meanwhile was rubbing his shoulder with a pouty lip.

Michael had on a slightly flirty smile, "It was my pleasure." He spotted his sister walking out from the halls, and a real smile graced his features while he looked at her. He was lucky his sister put up with all of this. Should they ever get caught hiding criminals, she was under strict orders to pretend like she was being forced into it. It would be easy to convince people she didn't know how phones work to call 911, and that she was never let out.

Addilyn wasn't sure what to say next but she did know that something along the lines of she should offer him something might be good. "Uh, well, if you need something for your injury ask. It's Zane's fault it happened since he alerted the whole damn place that you were there. Sorry about that. Zane can be really stupid." Addilyn sighed, it was true. She was sorry that Zane had set off the alarm that had probably costed Michael his injury.

Michael shrugged, "Meh. That probably saved a few people, alerting them all at once. Yeah, it is the reason I got injured, but probably also the reason for less deaths." He seemed to be okay with his injury, now that Alexandria has sealed it and gotten the bullet out:

Addilyn nodded, agreeing that it had saved a few people from prison. Which was what Zane had probably meant to do in the first place. Of course he would do that, he was so kind, maybe too kind. "Well I'm happy you're not mad at him. Most people would be. Then again, you definitely don't count as most people since you're a cop who hides criminals in his house. Pretty odd actually, no offense. I don't see what you would get out of this but it's not my business anyways." She shrugged, her green eyes thoughtful yet guarded as they always were.

"My parents were in your business. I used to be; until they died. I had to look after Alexandria, and I needed a job. I hate bloodshed, so I try to help a few people." He said softly. Suddenly, there was a scratching at the door. He nodded for Rainbow to open it when they looked at him with questioning eyes. A German Shepherd barreled through, and went straight up onto the couch and into Michaels arms, "Good boy, Strike! Good boy!"