Two days had now passed, and the well of information had completely dried up

Two days had now passed, and the well of information had completely dried up. So much so that Harkness did send them home early. Just trying to keep his troops from going out of their mind in boredom.

Abi and Holtz were using that time to get better aquatinted, they were in a restaurant that was just North of the Suburb, a high priced place that served great food to couples, and all other people from every walk of life. Holtz for his part was enjoying the company he had extremely.

And so was she. They were starting to get close, and they both knew it, but now were the time to see what that closeness could mean.

He was quiet at the moment, preoccupied with the past. And with everything else that was going on at that moment with his life. No matter how hard he tried….

"Cameron, what's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing, just thinking about the Demon Lord."

"Hey, why don't you take your own advice and leave your work at work." She said to him gently, her voice letting a slight amount of concern enter into it.

He smirked at her. "Yeah, but I guess I can't help it either. This matters to me so much I get."

"Why?"

"Why not? To actually meet the Demon Lord. That would be amazing."

"It would." She lapsed back into silence lightly. "Are you begging to have doubts?"

"What that we will find him?" He asked, she nodded. "Nope, I know that we will find him, but still in the long run, it may really be up to him."

"Maybe, but how does he know that the danger is coming?"

"Well if I were him I would be keeping tabs on everything that is going on in all of Ustio, and maybe Belka, see what is coming my way so that I could predict it."

Abi went down into a contemplative silence as she considered this news. She looked down as they both continued with their meal.

He then started to whistle. That same tune that he was whistling the last couple of times. Then it clicked, where that tune was from, what she had heard it from. It was the tune that they used in the end of the movies that they made a few years back about the end of the Belkan War. The Legendary final battle between Cipher and his best friend. Solo Wing Pixie. The movie was made from a large part of Hick's research.

"I know that tune, they used that in that multi million blockbuster trilogy they made about The War a few years back."

Holtz looked up in stark surprise that she would know what it is. But then he smiled at her. "Yes it is."

"I loved those movies, they were the best. Made me quite proud actually. My first real Patriotic experience."

"As did I, but they were so wrong. That song is the only thing they got right."

Now it was her turn to be surprised. "Oh. And how so? All the people I have talked to, and all the historians that have commented on it says it is accurate."

"Yeah, they got the general big picture right. But they got most of all the little things and the substance wrong almost completely. That song was the only thing that they got right when Solo Wing and the Demon Lord were dueling each other."

"Oh? And how would you know that? It's not like you were there." Abi said smiling at him teasingly.

"Oh, well, I mean- uh, it was on the World Without Boundaries Play list, that much is known. Reason why they chose it. And I have heard some Airforce friends I have talked to say that the technical details were off."

"OK" She said.

The rest of the meal did pass with them moving on to a more personal conversation, as they finished it and wrapped it up in nearly an hour. Abi invited Holtz to go up to her hotel room temporarily.

When they arrived he only meant to stay a few minutes, perhaps enjoy a nightcap and a cocktail with her.

But he was surprised, and a bit joyed by her actions. So much time that he had spent alone. She was wrapped her arms around his neck bringing him into a tight embrace as she started to kiss him, tenderly, but with a burning passion on the underneath.

But he was kissing her back, his right arm wrapped around her lower back. They were leaning into each other, enjoying the closeness of one another as they went at it. Pouring their feelings out for the other to see. With his free hand he opened up the room that led to the bed part of the hotel. As she kicked the door closed. Continuing their secret dance.

In Osea Blaze was at his office desk sipping some coffee while looking out of Ourad bay. His intercom phone buzzed at him and he turned to press the button, "yeah?" He said into it.

"Sir, I was able to find those folders that you requested, should I bring them on over?"

Blaze brightened up at that. "Yeah, bring them on over. Right to the conference table, I will have it cleared for you when you get here."

The man arrived carrying a moderate sized box and went over to the conference table, Blaze joined him there and they started to sort through all the material that they had in there, all of it dating back to the Belkan war.

"Look at all this history…" Blaze said in awe as he sorted through the photographs of the base that the Demon Lord was at.

Looking at views of the Ustian President there shaking the hand of the base commander and visiting the site. Of the men and press all standing around cheering all of their victories. This being the latest one. The one to win the Belkan War.

And then there was one more. A shot of a man standing up in his cockpit, hands on his hips, looking around with a giant and relieved grin on his face as he surveyed all of those around him. All of them cheering and looking up at his plane.

"This must have been taken shortly after they had liberated Directus…." The man to his left said also looking over the photos.

"And that must be him." Blaze said pointing, but daring not to touch the photos for some odd reason.

"Yeah, I think you are right sir."

"Well then we should send it off to where it needs to be."

"Sir?"

"Some people in the Ustian government want the Demon Lord Found for what ever reason, and they asked us for help."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, and someone I know is on the team, a reporter by the name of Hicks, I will send it over to him."

"Should we not try and send it to the Ustian government."

"No, I do not know the exact address to the consulate, or their government offices. I know his off the top of the head. Besides, they always take great steps to secure their international flights, and their diplomatic ones. It is the most secure airlane in history apparently. And that has not changed. No I will send it to him especially."

"Yes sir."

Blaze resealed the box and moved to do so, and to get it mailed to the appropriate place. And then he made one more call.

Hicks was just waking up early in the morning to go back into work at this late date in order to continue to find the Demon Lord. He was sipping on some warm milk when the phone chose that moment to ring. Startling his cat.

"Hello?"

"Hicks, Blaze here."

"Blaze! How are you doing buddy?" He said enthusiastically into the phone.

"Pretty good. Hey look, I am sending a diplomatic bag to your house a little later, should have all the information I was able to rustle up regarding the 'Demon Lord,' should help out. And it should be there in around eight to ten hours."

"Great. Thanks."

Hicks then placed down the phone in its cradle feeling bubbly, that this was going to be his shining moment. And he was going to be able to put this assignment behind him and go back to his newspaper. Reporting for a while until he took up that management job that he knew that he was going to get when he decided on it. With that he finished dressing and left the room with a spring in his step.

Holtz woke up blearily and curiously completely content and happy. First time in ages that had happened to him. He looked down to his blanket-covered chest and saw a naked arm across of it.

He moved gently and looked at the woman, who was next to him, he went over and kissed her lightly on forehead, she stirred slightly.

They then went back to the outside room and took their turns to get dressed back into their uniforms as they too went to work for the new day.