Ciel sat in his office the next morning, contemplating what and whether Sebastian had really found something the evening before. If he had, he would have surely reported back by now, but he hadn't and there was no word from him.

Just then Bard opened the door pushing in a tea cart. Ciel stared in dismay.

"What are you doing here Bard?"

"Jus' serving your tea."

"But you're the cook. Have the maid doing. It's her job, not yours."

Bard looked down uncomfortably. "Mey-Rin 'asn't started work yet."

"What? Then go wake her up! For God's sake man, use your brain."

He flushed a bit.

"What's wrong with you?" Ciel questioned.

"Huh? O'! Um... it's jus', I'm like this when, uh, I'm away from me cigar too long," he lied, but could use a good smoke just then.

Ciel sighed and shook his head.

"Fine. Go. You're dismissed."

"Thank you, sir."

After the cook left, Ciel got up and made his way toward the servant's quarters of the mansion. It took him a little while to figure out with one was Mey-Rin's room, but he eventually figured it out.

He knocked.

Nothing.

He knocked hard and said "Mey-Rin?"

Still no answer.

He opened the door and walked in. The room was empty.

That was odd. What was even odder was that all her bed sheets were striped and the room smelt of blood. Hmm, maybe she started her monthly bleed. He continued to look then checked in the bathroom. No one was in there either, but he did find some of Sebastian's clothes sticking out from behind the bathtub.

Ciel frowned. What was this doing in here?

Immediately, he turned and quickly walked down the hall to Sebastian's room. Without knocking he flung the door open. In the next moment he regretted it. There, on Sebastian's bed, was his butler sleeping naked with the maid. The woke up as soon as the door opened.

Ciel stood agape at the sight before him. So many questions flashed across his mind, but the most pressing one was "Why?"

Mey-Rin uncomfortably moved the sheets up a little higher. He had to leave this room. NOW! Quickly he turned and ran out, from the horrid scene.

"M-Mast- ," Sebastian began.

He was gone.

Sebastian sighed. His lady turned to look at him. "What do we do now?"

"Well... I'm going to have to explain this mess we've gotten ourselves into to him." Her hand stroked his agile face.

"Good luck."

Ciel sat in his favorite chair. His eyes plastered open as he stared out the window. The scene from the bedroom kept playing over and over again in his mind. The way Sebastian had held that dumb maid. Why was he sleeping with her? He never had shown any affection for her before. For God's sake he was a demon!

"UGH!" he cried out grabbed his head in frustration.

There was two light taps at the door. Sebastian.

"Go away!"

"Sir, we need to talk."

"NO! LEAVE ME!"

Sebastian opened the door anyways. "I need to explain what... you saw and what is going on."

"No... There is nothing to explain. Leave!"

"But there is sir," he paused, "It could affect all of us in the outcome."

Ciel sat quiet for a long minute then asked, "What?"

"... Mey-Rin and I have secretly been seeing each other for the past few months and-"

"WHY?" screamed Ciel.

"Because, I feel for her as does she." Sebastian thought carefully. "We… love each other."

"Pfht! What does she have to offer you? You're a demon!"

"She offers me hope for a new life..."

Ciel crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. Sebastian continued.

"Recently though, Mey-Rin has discovered she's pregnant with child. My child."

"What?!"

"I'm not sure how but because of this, it has caused an outstanding up roar in hell. Now both she and I are ordered to be killed at all costs. This could endanger you, young lord. With your permission, I would like leave with Mey-Rin to keep harm away from the estate."

"Permission denied!"

"But sir-"

"You've crossed the line this time Sebastian. I'm calling the shots, remember?"

"Yes, my lord."

There was a thick pause in the air, then Ciel resumed. "So hell and all it demons are after you... and her?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then fight them."

"What?"

"You can't run forever Sebastian. They'll find you sooner or later and kill you. You mind as well stand your ground and fight. That's what you taught me."

Sebastian stood quiet. He did not know how to approach his side of the argument correctly.

Ciel mused quietly to himself. "You would need an army..."

Sebastian looked up. "I highly doubt there is anyone near here that is strong enough to fight them or enough for that matter."

By now Ciel was determined to make Sebastian fight, for he was still pissed off with him.

"Sebastian, this is an order! I demand you to fight the clan HERE and win!"

By force, his hand lit up and his eyes turned over to their murky purple color.

"Yes, my lord..."

Mey-Rin ran up to Sebastian as he stepped out of Ciel's office.

"Well?"

Sebastian looked up, wearily, "I'm going to stay and fight."

"What? Why?"

"It's the young master's orders."

Her face scrunched up in angry. "Why that a little brat!" she hissed taking her glasses off, "Does he even care about your health? Or you? You don't have to listen to him you know!"

Sebastian cupped her face in his hands, stroking one cheek.

"I know you do not like his decision, but I have to fight them Mey-Rin. No matter where I go, they will find me. Listen to me though. Even if I die fighting... I will make sure you and our baby safe. That is MY promise to you, which is why I'm going to hide you away until this is all over."

Her big, amber eyes watered over and her lip quivered.

"I-I...I don't want to lose you," she choked.

Sebastian wasn't sure if he had a heart, but his melted to see her like this. Pulling her into his arms he kissed her hair. Her sobs muffled into his jacket.

"I know, dear. I don't want to lose you either. Leaving you is the last thing in the world I want to do." As she weep upon his chest, an overwhelming sensation of sorrow filled him. It threated to tearing his entire chest apart.

Then he felt something hot roll down his cheek. He was crying. Sebastian was feeling sad emotions.

He pulled her tighter to him, fabricating his fingers into her hair. He smelled her sweet vanilla perfume and felt the softness of her skin. She was his treasure. He remembered the life hidden in her womb.

He may never get a chance to hold their baby if he died... More hot tears came.

He'd never felt this way before. Never felt such pain. Was this the way humans felt? Was this the way... Mey-Rin felt?

"When must I leave?" she choked.

"Soon I'm afraid."

"Please... kiss me."

Sebastian lowered his head down to hers and their salty lips touched. They kissed with a sweet, heartbroken passion. Like the two were somehow connected and had just been broken. She muffled a cry of anguish, beneath his lips.

He wanted to as well but remained strong, for Mey-Rin's sake.

When their grieved kiss ended, Sebastian rested his forehead on hers. His gloved hand caressed her wet cheek.

"I will forever love you, Mey-Rin. You have stolen my soul."

"And you have stolen mine."

Lucifer sat in on his gloomy throne awaiting news from his demons. Nothing had turned up of the scheming traitor, Sebastian. If he ever saw him or the whore he called "love," he rip them both apart.

Suddenly, a grotesque, winged demon enter the room. "Sir."

"What have you found?" he asked.

"Some of the others thought they killed him earlier, sir…but we recently found out he's still alive."

"What?" he bellowed.

The demon sunk back.

Lucifer rose then turned and grumbled to himself, "Fine Sebastian, you want to play a game? Let play game! Only it ends in your death!"

Sebastian carefully snuck though the alleys of England. He needed an army to help him fight, and he had one person in mind to help accomplish this. He rounded a corner and saw the person he'd been searching for. He stood a ways off flipping through a book. The book of deaths.

"Grell," he whispered huskily.

Grell turned. "OOH SEBBY! I knew you'd come!" he dropped the book, but it vanished just before hitting the ground. He was running now, "I've always dreamed of this day! Finally we can run off and-"

Sebastian's hand came up and Grell ran his face right into it.

"Ohh..." Grell groaned as he fell down.

"I need your help."

"Uh... what kind of help?" he asked. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Do tell what kind of help?"

The demon sighed. How would he explain this story to Grell of all?

"A situation has come up. It seems I've gotten the Phantomhive maid, Mey-Rin, pregnant and now Lucifer and his army are after us. I too need an army to help me fight. I would be most appreciative if you would help me recruit some grim reapers and other who are willing to help."

Grell's face had been frozen with a creepy grin and one eye twitching the whole time. Sebastian watched uncertain. Then he exploded.

"WHAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT?! HOW COULD YOU?! HER OVER MOI?! WHO DOES SHE THINK SHE IS? THAT'S IT! SHE'S GOING ON THE "TO DIE LIST"!"

Sebastian growled irritated. He knew this would happen.

Grell kept on complaining, until he collapsed onto the ground sobbing hysterically. "Whhhhhyyyyy?"

"For Pete's sake, Grell, get up! You're a full grown man!"

Grell gasped and lifted his wet face up.

"I am NOT! I'm a lady."

In your dreams…

"Are you going to help me or not? Please Grell, this is important."

The red head sat there for a minute pouting. "What do I get from it?"

"The fact that I'll be alive and my forever gratitude. Isn't that enough? If you don't help Grell, I may die. I'd be leaving behind my heartbroken lover and baby. I may never get a chance to hold my child, Grell. Can you even imagine that? Never getting to see or touch your child?"

Grell face softened. A minute later he sat up and put his hand on Sebastian's shoulder.

"Fine. I'll help if it means I'll get to see you alive again."

"Thank you, Grell. This means a lot."

A couple hours later Sebastian had gathered the undertaker, a couple demons that agreed with his cause, almost one hundred sandmen, and a group of phantoms. He was still waiting for Grell to arrive. They all stood at the far side of the property, so as no one from the manor would see.

Ciel came walking out. He wore a smirk on his face.

"This is your army? Really Sebastian? I would have thought you would have recruited more."

Sebastian stood up straight. "There are more men on the way," he said firmly. Ciel didn't seem that convinced.

"You better hope so. With that amount you'll be dead in a minute." Ciel turned and walked back to house.

Sebastian glared after the boy. Sometimes he wondered why he had even signed a contract with him.

"You who! Sebby!" He turned around.

In the distance came Grell with an army of grim reapers, even Will, along with some more demons, shape-shifters, griffins, a 50 ft. dragon, and several other types of creatures. Some, in which, Sebastian had never seen in real life. Most of them carried weapons of some kind and all wore a superior expression on their faces.

Sebastian was could not believe the number in which the annoying reaper had found.

"It's okay. No need to thank me," Grell sighed happily as he walked up to him.

A strong looking human formed creature came forth and shook Sebastian's hand. "We will be glad to serve you," he said heartily, "I too, have a human family and would do anything for them."

"Thank you," he said in a surprisingly quiet tone.

"Oh! Oh! But that's not all I got Sebby!" Grell squealed. "Look!"

A low swooshing noise was becoming louder and they all looked to the sky. A feat of angels flew into view, hundreds of them. Sebastian instinctively winced, but composed himself. They were here to help.

The heavenly hosts landed, their perfect white wings fluttering behind them. The leader, a tall glorious angel stepped forth. He wore a floor length gown and his hair a glowed radiant gold.

"I know angels and demons have been at war since the beginning of time, but now we call a truce. For my king has order us to help you, since you wished to be redeemed from hell's grasp. My men and I will be available to your use. Since Lucifer will be involved in this battle, it will be harder, so more angels are on the way."

"Thank you," Sebastian said, "I deeply appreciate it."

"You're welcome. We will camp on the south side, until the attack happens. Any who want to join us are welcome."

Then he walked back to the group of angels and they flew off. After a moment most the creatures headed in that general direction. Grell winked childishly, then walked off as well.

How did he do that? Sebastian wondered. Without second thought he turned and walk back to the mansion. It would be dark soon.