A/N: For those who don't know, this is a SEQUEL to another fanfic I wrote...a while back, actually! I've been wanting to write a sequel to it since it did really well and I think it deserves a continuation! So, why not give it a shot? Really hope you like it.

I sat on my bed and stared at my bedroom door. I was turning eighteen in a few days, and I would be have to move out of my foster parent's house. I would be a legal adult.

Not one of my friends had come through that door in two years. They said they would come see me when they had the chance, but they never did. They weren't your average friends. They were monsters.

I got out of bed and put my hand on my door. Shutting my eyes, I took a deep breath and hung my head.

"Please, please, let me see you." I whispered.

I pulled the door open and was greeted with the hallway outside my bedroom. Frowning, I slammed the door and gave it a kick. Sighing, I sat by my window and pressed my forehead against the glass.

I headed upstairs to my room after eating some breakfast. Turning the knob, I stepped into my room. Closing it behind me, I heard a noise. I looked and saw Randall appear.

I gasped. "Randall!"

He gave me a small grin. "It's been a while, kiddo."

Quickly, I frowned. "Where have you been? I've gone years without hearing any news about you guys."

"I'll explain everything when we get back. Now, come—"

"Back? You mean, we're going-"

"To Monsters Inc., yes. Now, let's get moving." he rushed.

He took my hand and he opened my door. We stepped into Sulley's office, a place so familiar to me. Sulley was there with Mike, and they greeted me with smiles.

"It's great to see you after so long." Sulley said.

I shrugged. "I don't know. Two years doesn't seem that long."

Mike frowned. "Looks like someone's got a bad case of sarcasm."

"She has a right to be upset, Wazowski. Lots of things have been going on." Randall said.

Sulley nodded. "Right. Mary, we didn't contact you for so long because the CDA after you. We destroyed your data but they've got some pretty good sources."

I grimaced. "They're after me? What do they want?"

"They want to wipe your memory of everything you've seen." Mike replied.

"But, why? I can't even come back here without your guys' help."

Sulley hesitated. "They think you're trying to bring humans here. To destroy our world."

"Why would I do that? Like I said, I can't even come here without help or finding a proper door."

"They're not wanting to take any risks." Randall replied.

"But, why bring me here?" I asked.

"We're hoping some kind of peace treaty can be made. One of the CDA members agreed it might work." Sulley said.

I shrugged. "Sounds like a plan. Let's go, then."

"The meeting is this evening. No need to rush." Sulley said.

"And, what if this doesn't work? Ten bucks says there's going to be plenty of CDA officers there. What if the just choose to arrest me right there?" I asked.

"I'll be at the meeting with you." Randall suggested.

Mike scoffed. "You'll get caught and then we'll be dead."

"I won't get us caught. Trust me." Randall said.

I scratched my head. "It might work. But, you have to be careful."

"I will." he assured me.

"So, that's it, then. If they decide to arrest you, Randall will immediately come out and let us know." Sulley said, eyeing Randall.

Randall clearly didn't agree, but nodded. "Fine. We'll do this the "nice" way."

Sulley put a hand on my shoulder. "Everything should work out. You haven't done anything wrong. So, just relax."

"I'm not afraid." I smiled.