Author's Note: Sorry for the wait here's part 2. Enjoy and please review.

"Break."

"Hmmm?"

Oz had walked out onto one of the Rainsworth balcony's where Break sat haphazardly in a chair whilst stirring his silver spoon in his tea and sucking on a lollipop.

"Have you heard from Gil lately?"

Break took his sucker out of his mouth. "No."

"Did Vincent mention anything about him?"

Break leaned his chair into a safe position and stared at Oz, intrigued. "Why would that freak talk to me about Gilbert?"

"Well I just saw Vincent in the garden and he said he had been talking with you, so I thought maybe he had said something about Gil."

Break's only visible eyebrow rose suspiciously. "I wasn't talking Vincent Nightray."

"But he said-"

Break then smiled and leaned back into his unsafe stance in his chair. "Oz-kun would you mind going to fetch Alice, I just remembered that I have a new assignment for you both."

Oz contained his groan and nodded, he hated the assignments Break gave him, they were always so depressing and Break only seemed to give the cases to Oz and Alice just so he could be lazier.

"OK," Oz said and then went off.

In another room that was on the other side of the mansion from the balcony Break had been enjoying his tea on sat Reim, diligently filling out his and Break's paperwork. As he worked, his glasses were perched precariously upon the tip of his nose as he documented the happenings of Breaks last mission. Reim wished that for once his sugar addict friend would do his own work, but because Reim didn't want to see the white haired man fail, he ended up doing all of the work.

"Hello Reim."

Reim jumped violently as Break's voice issued from the wardrobe's doors which were slowly opening and revealing a creeper smile and a eerie red eye.

Break emerged tittering meanly and walked over to where his friend had fallen, picking up the Pandora worker's glasses which had flown from his face when he had jumped. "You ought to be more careful Reim; you wouldn't want to smash your glasses."

Reim scrambled up to his feet and walked over to Break, snatching his glasses from the clown's bony fingers.

"You shouldn't sneak up on people, and how did you get in there?"

Break shrugged and walked over to the door. "I'll never tell."

Reim looked at him after straightening his now rumbled suit. "You're leaving?" he said incuriously. "Did you only appear to frighten me?"

"Now, now Reim how could you assume such juvenile things of me?" Reim frowned at his friends' bad humor. "I came here to tell you that I need your help."

"And with what this time, do you need me to sneak you into Sablier, or perhaps help you kidnap some important and highly guarded person for questioning, or maybe-"

"I need you to secure OZ-kun an invitation to the Nightray Manor."

The tea colored haired man stared at the red eyed goon. "B-but that's impossible! Oz-kun is a Vessalius, the Nightray's will never let him come, and why do you need him to go there of all places? Last I heard you were interested in Duke Barma."

Break shrugged. "I suspect Vincent Nightray is up to some mischief and I need Oz to check up on something for me."

"And what would that be?" Reim asked.

"Raven."

"Raven, but why?"

"I have a feeling that he's sleeping with dolls."

Reim gave Xerxes a peculiar look. "What does that mean?"

"That's not for you to know, you just need to get Oz in, try Elliot Nightray, and you should have luck there."

Reim sighed and sat down in his seat. "Fine, but you owe me." Break smiled and began to leave, and as he did Reim's head shot up with a second thought. "And don't even think about paying me back in lollipops!" Reim didn't get6 an answer, only a mischievous snigger as the train of Break's coat disappeared behind the door.

A/N: Next time, hopefully, you get to find out how Gil actually is. Please review!