" Oh my.. They did that to you.. every halloween? " Angela asked, curious and yet afraid.

Evan chuckled softly, a smirk apparent on him, " You.. you're lucky it isn't my right.. hand.. otherwise I.. might object. " He said, trying not to laugh too hard at the joke he had made. His lungs burned to just laugh a little bit. A nurse came rushing in seconds later, but was astonished to find Evan awake.. nonetheless, alive for that matter. " O-oh hello Evan, glad to see you're awake.. You must be in a lot of pain, I will be sure to go get some pain meds. " Evan just nodded with a small grin.

He shrugged. "If you werent good popular, you probably would. And it only started happening when i started gettjng into major trouble. I probably wouldve been fine and gotten off scoot free since being made out by the kids to be a villaim in disguise is good for Halloween, but my sister just had to go and horse with me. Brought some friends too. I got my cousins, a pair of prankster duddes, to help me scare hem off. For a while atleast.

" That sounds.. very inhumane. They judge you by how popular you are in the town..? " At times like this Angela felt almost happy she was stuck in a place like this, away from the entire world and all whom were in it. It seemed a lot better- and safer- that way.

"More like waht the press made me to be. Of course that was only until Mr. Eric made them stop and bought down the news office....Think the last time that happened was like 3 years ago. Its been pretty normal since."

" I hope it has been, being broadcasted constantly to the news must be hard, people will judge upon what they hear and see, or simply what is told of a person. They never take the time to actually listen to the other side of it. "

"Yeah...that's yet another reason fo rme not to move from our place. We literally live right next to some...influencial figures that nobody's gona mess with. Well, we do now."

" Pardon my asking but... what do you mean by influential figures..? Seems from how you speak of them they are bad people, very bad.. "

"No, only one and thank goodness Mr. Eric sent him on a one-way trip to London on official buisness. See, my parents had this thing with the government and we lived in California but when they died, me and my siblings went to live with our aunt and uncle in Utah. Then when we started grabbing media attention for being kids of two famous people in politics, Mr. Eric and Mr. Marker had us come live on their land with their families since our parents used to work for them. They're good people. Although I do have to say Mr. Marker wasn't trhilled when I fell out a tree onto his new car...Probably angered one of his kids, Nick, a few too amny times too." Cole chuckled at the memory, then sighed. "It's real complicated."

Angela paid close attention to his words, and nodded when he finished speaking. " That all sounds very interesting, I am very glad they aren't bad people. I would be scared for you if they had been. So, tell me, what are some things you are interested in? I doubt you want to continue your parents work. "

"Ugh, no. Leave that to Callen and C.J. No, i wan t to go into something way more interesting-the movie pbuisnss. And i would, if it weren't for the fact people with bad track records aren't liked in the industry.