Jotaro POV

Banging his head against the concrete wall of the parking lot was easier than processing the events that have been done and current. The wall was cracking before he decides it was useless to distract himself from the situation.

When he actually gets whereabouts of his daughter after the whole Pucci incident, Pucci had escaped before either Kujo could land the final blow, it's not pretty what he finds out. She was gone for five months before he heard what she was up to.

She had landed herself pregnant.

Wait there it was again.

The Kujo turns back to the wall before repeating his actions.

Yara Yara Daze

This was not the way he hoped to start his day.

Three months before

In Italy

Jolyne whips her hair out of her face as she exits the red Alfa Romeo, whose driver was giving her a cheeky grin.

With a bit of an accent, the Italian local spoke." Next time you are in town, try to find me cause I know the best sites."

The driver winked at Jolyne, who in turn blushed.

Yea... Last night she had gotten drunk at the local pub. After a few too many rounds, both her and her dear escort were way too drunk to remember anything between the pub and that morning. Waking up that morning was fun. The Kujo had woken up tangled up with an Italian stranger with some real class. Her mysterious stranger, reintroduce himself before treating her to breakfast with a fantastic view of the country.

Jolyne smiled before turning from the car, heading to the hotel where Ermes was probably still knocked out cold.

"See ya later Giorno."

-x-

Present

Flushing the toilet at 4 in the morning is not the way Jolyne wanted to start her day. The twenty-year-old lean back against tile wall of her apartment. She now wishes she hadn't left the pub with Giorno that night.

Speaking Giorno...

" Hey JoJo, you ok in there?" Jolyne grinned to herself.

Giorno had decided to tag along for about a month with her and Ermes, with his friend, Mista, joining in halfway through. Throughout that month, and what she had left from the Speedwagon foundation(about $40,000 or ¥4545320], they were able to go around Europe. It was when they were in France that Jolyne had started to feel ill.

Flashback

"The food isn't terrible," Jolyne said with one hand on the wall as she heaved up what was left of her mid-day meal. Giorno stood by while Mista and Ermes went to the local drug store to get some medicine before they head back to the resort.

Jolyne stiffen up as she felt a hand start to rub her back. She looks up to the blond to see him, looking off to the side with a small blush on his cheeks.

Jolyne too started to blush more than she already was from her -

Wait-

She had collapsed after the thought.

End

Soon afterward they had both came out but were still iffy about where to go from there.

Well, that and the baby.

Giorno had almost begged her not to go anywhere because what she later learn is he never really had a (good)father figure in his life...That and a few ...bizarre facts about each other.

They were related, with the Joestar signature branded on the base of their necks show how much she did not know. What she knew of her great great great grandfather Jonathan Joestar was from England, but from what she knew there probably could have been different branches of the Joestar family, finding him in Italy could mean they could be generations apart.

Giorno came in with some water and looking like he could sleep for another day. He sat down next to her and let her lean on him after she slipped on the now, the beat of two souls in the Kujo that he felt through the touch made him smirk a bit

The Twenty-eight-year-old slowly drifted off to his own thoughts as he remembered why he was in this situation.

Flashback

Giorno had already set the young woman on the hotel bed, Ermes stood at the opened door. The blond man exited out as Jolyne's roommate and best friend closed the door behind them.

"She'll probably be out till she gets hungry." The woman said as she heads to the downstairs pub.

Giorno, on the other hand, went out for the rest of the evening. He had left Mista in charge of any calls he got as he didn't want to be disturbed this had reached the fame Eiffel Tower after going five blocks. He reaches the tree line of the metal structure before sensing a life.

He could feel the trace of something... disturbing. A dangerous life form...

Giorno looked around for any citizens that weren't drunks before using his stand for a stand jump, up the structure he went.

He got to the highest platform, closing his eyes and leaning back against the rail, letting the wind of the cool night blow through his blond braids.

"You really are his son." The Don open his eyes to see a dark skin man in blue priest suit and a scar over his left eye. With him was a duffle bag that gave him the chills.

"Son...?" Getting off the rail, Giorno tilted his head to the man before he decided this priest is no good. " Who are you ?"

The man smirked before bowing to Giorno with a hand to his chest.

"It is nice to meet you, lord Giorno." Giorno didn't like that at all. Giorno started to curl his fist, ready to summon his stand. The priest leans back up before introducing himself. "My name is Enrico Pucci, servant to your father and our savior Dio."

Giorno didn't like this at all, he wasn't about to start something but he knew that this was going to get out of hand. He activated his stand throwing a punch.

It didn't go through.

It was stopped by the priest's stand. Giorno's eyes widened before he could say anything, he started choking. The stand had slipped passed his stand and grab his throat.

The man walked to him pulling a knife and press it to the don's chest. Giorno mind went blank as it was invaded by the white-hot pain of the knife being pushed in.

His eyes blurred as he finally notices the duffle bag was opened and Pucci pulled out a finger. The last he thing he remembers is the finger being but in the knife wound.

End

Giorno shook his head and laid his head against the top of Jolyne, who had drifted off.

He still didn't understand why the priest did what he did.

Just outside of the apartment, Florida

Pucci watched the building with another figure beside him, shadows covered his person. The figure stepped into the street figure had a tan long coat, black shirt, and pants. Pucci wishes he found better clothes for the figure but he wanted to see them as soon as he could.

The figure leans to one foot before heading down the street. Pucci soon follows.

The priest then asked him. "Are you pleased?"

The figure stopped and any shadows that were left vanished and blond locks fell to his forehead as red eyes gleamed with amusement.

"Very."

They soon left the area as the sun was going to come up soon.