Author's Note: Hey guys, so I decided to write a sequel to the suspenseful ending to the last episode on GunxSword. This is going to start right where Van enters Wendy's door. Be warned this is based on the romance of Wendy and Van... enjoy!

CHAPTER 1: Reconnected Once Again.

"Huh?" Van said disgruntled when he barged into Wendy's home. A picture slipped out of his tuxedo and clanged onto the floor.

Wendy gasped. She couldn't believe her eyes, was it truly her Van? Was this Van of the Dawn leaning on the door post right across from her? She gazed down at the picture he had dropped and saw herself, along with Pricilla clutching Van's arm, the elders, and Carmen 99…. this was indefinitely her Van.

"Ms. Garret? Who is this fellow?" questioned the reporter. She was speechless. A rush of emotions started to come to her; love, anger, curiosity, and longing for. She had been waiting for this man ever since their departure, hoping that one day they would meet again.

The reporter looked suspiciously at the both of them who were both silent, but eyes locked on each other's gazes. "Well, I suppose I will leave you two be, I will finish this report with you later Ms. Garret." Quietly the reporter slipped past Van and out of her house, closing the door behind him.

Finally, Van took his eyes off of Wendy and scooped up the picture he dropped. It was the one they had all taken years ago. "He kept it... after all these years" she thought smiling to herself.

"Damn Wendy ...you uh… got old." said Van while shoving the picture back into his tux.

Wendy's eyes widened, "VAN! Is that all you can say after seeing me after all these years? That I'm … old? ….. I'm only 24… I don't think it's...that old.."

Van smirked "I didn't mean old, old you dummy, I meant you have gotten older since the last time I saw you."

Wendy let out a sigh of relief. She stood up out of her chair, she had grown a lot in ten years. She was now up to his shoulders! Wendy was proud, no longer was she that little kid that used to follow him around like a puppy dog. Being a grown woman, she was now living on her own in Evergreen with Kameo (her pet turtle) of course.

Van started to step toward Wendy; he gazed at her up and down. He started to notice how much she had changed; she was now a grown woman… a grown…beautiful woman. Her face was more defined, she had gotten taller, for God's sake she was up to his shoulders now. Her body had more curves and no longer had those gangly legs and arms, but they were now nicely shaped and they fitted her wonderfully.

He also noticed the 3D puzzle he gave her, draped as a necklace over her chest. "I can't believe she kept it after all these years" he thought to himself in wonder. He started to linger up to her eyes; they were a brilliant emerald green and were still the same young vibrant eyes which he left somewhat ten years ago. (He had missed them so much, but he wouldn't say that to Wendy… not just yet.)

Wendy blushed a scarlet red as he gazed at her. "Van, I... I can't believe it's you."she said amazed, brushing a lock of bright orange hair out of her face. He was so cute, the way his velvet black hair swooped out of his black cowboy hat. He stood there, tall, with a muscular body that remained in a confident stance. This made Wendy blush even more.

"Who else would it be kid?" he muttered finally after finishing noting all the new changes about her.

"I'm not a kid any more Van! My name is Wendy, not kid!" she yelled angrily, but then again comfortably too for that was what he always used to call her. ...At least he didn't' forget her.

"Jeesh sorry! I just... I'm not used to this new grown up Wendy." he proclaimed.

Turning away she blushed some more. Gazing back at him she smiled cheerfully "Well I'm just happy you are here... why don't I cook us up something to eat and then we can talk."

"Sounds great to me." he said with some slight enthusiasm.

"Uh… just sit down on the couch over there and I'll make us some steak sandwiches… O and uh… Van…." she quietly said.

"Yea Wendy?"

"I...I… I missed you."

Afraid of what he was going to reply she sped into the kitchen to make some lunch.

Van headed over to the couch and sat down. Tipping his hat to cover his face he spoke softly, "I missed you too Wendy."