Helena had completely checked over her room three times before she was forced to conclude that everything was in her suitcase. She changed into her favorite pair of jeans, a white cotton tank top, and an orange plaid shirt. She grabbed her suitcase by the door and slowly opened it. She stepped out into the hallway and slowly made her way to the living room. Chris wasn't looking at her and Lena swallowed. Hey, she said tentatively as she sat down the suitcase once more.