"Oh... oh, dear..." Gabe mumbled.

"Well... yes, that DOES sound like the work of your curse, I don't feel anything off about it. At all." he told her.

"But I will ask my siblings about this." he assured her.

"For now, though, we need to make sure YOU'RE okay." he then said.

"You need to rest, recuperate, and I need to be with you to make sure you're okay."

"I wish I could tell you." Gabe responded.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked.

"Yes." she replied. "Still a little weak, but I'm better now." she assured him.

"Okay then." he said. "Because you need a change of clothing, and a shower... if you feel up for it. I can help with that." he offered with a smile.

"And I DO have a surprise waiting for you. Hopefully IT helps, too."

Gabe nodded in response, and soon enough, Erica was disrobed, cleaned in her shower, dried off, and dressed in clean clothing. After all that was done, Gabe carried her back downstairs... on his insistence... and had set her down in the couch in her livingroom.

"All right." he said.

"You want something to eat?" he asked.

"Or, rather, feeling hungry?" he asked further.

"I can make up something to eat for you right now if you like." he then offered.

"Anything to help improve your day right now."

Gabe nodded in response.

"Waffles?" he asked.

"Waffles." Erica confirmed.

"I can do that for you." he told her, before he walked over to the front door and checked out the window in it.

"...wow." he muttered. "Looks like a real scene is happening with the bus." he told her. "...do you want me to turn away any police that might come looking for you?" he asked.

"I can tell them that you're not here if you want to be left alone." he stated.

"..." Gabe was silent for a moment.

"All right...." he said quietly, before making his way to the kitchen. He'd been working in there for close to 10 minutes, before there was a knock on the door. He made his way over, and after about a minute, he stepped inside with an officer. The officer made his way to Erica, with Zeke stealing a glare at his back, before going back to the kitchen.

"A witness saw you make your way to this house. The man that answered says this is your home." he commented.

"And you were part of the incident that occurred on the bus, yes?" he asked.

"If so, I'd like to get a statement, as well as your information."

The officer shook his head.

"No, that's everything." he said.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Miss Windsor." he told her. "We'll be in touch if we need you for anything else." he finished. With that, he excused himself, and saw himself out of the house.

Which was when she heard Gabe call to her.

"What do you want to drink!?" he asked.

"Coffee, tea, juice, milk, what?"

As she watched the cop go, while he hadn't gone 'fucknuts insane', she HAD noticed that he had been... a little on the impatient side. Like he was trying to hurry things along, which was weird. Especially for an officer. He'd managed to keep a mostly professional air, but it was still weird.

But she had little time to think on it, when she smelled it. Coffee.

And it smelled GOOD. Better than anything she'd ever smelled before.

"Good choice!" Gabe called.

"Works with the surprise I have for you!"

She heard Gabe chuckle when she asked that question.

"You'll see!" he called back.

A couple of minutes later, he stepped into the room, carrying a tray with 12 good-sized Belgian waffles on it. 4 looked like regular waffles, 4 had a slightly tanned look to them, and 4 were noticeably darker. She saw a small container of syrup, one of caramel, and one of strawberry syrup, as well as some whipped cream and a variety of fresh berries. Also, there was a pot of coffee that smelled absolutely divine, in every sense of the word.

"Regular, cinnamon, and chocolate." he told her, in relation to the waffles.

"And the coffee has some actual ambrosia in it I managed to bring down from up there." he whispered.

"The beans were something I stopped by South America for." he added.

Gabe paused for a moment, before shaking his head.

"Well, not right NOW." he said.

"You're still weak from your injury." he told her. "Buuuuut I wouldn't say no to a little light fun, if it happens later." he admitted.

"I just know you REALLY do like the taste of it, and I managed to smuggle some down." he said.

"No biggie. But I thought I'd be nice. Surprise you with a treat."

Gabe just crossed his arms over his chest.

"Listen to WHAT?" he asked.

Erica just rolled her eyes, as Gabe then reached forward and started to pour her a mug of the coffee.

"Grab whatever waffles you want, and dress them up however you like." he told her.

"...and yes, I will be partaking." he quickly assured her.

"I know all THIS is a bit too much food for just you." he chuckled.