The next two days passed quickly. The trio had gone to visit their mothers one last time before embarking on their journey. Hoping that this would not be the last time they saw their lovely faces. The boys were busy secretly warding the houses. Mary presented both women with crafted and blessed. A protection spell was also placed on the necklaces. The blond and raven haired beauties wore them with pride, promising to never take them off. Mary was banking on it, hoping it would be enough to keep them safe from harm until they came back.

There was a quiet excitement in the air. This rescue was going to be dangerous at best and was altogether insane. However, if they were successful, they would bring home the legendary Dark Knight. You could almost taste the anticipation.

Vergil could not sleep. He had dreamt of this moment for years. He wanted so desperately to bring his father home, to make their family whole again. However, doubt reared it's ugly head. Questioning if this was some boys' delusions that his father was still alive or if he was leading his twin and his life long love to an early grave. He leaned up against his window sill wondering if there was any way to convince his loved ones to stay behind. The likelihood of that happening was nil.

"Vergil, what's wrong?" He head Mary whisper sleepily.

"Nothing is the matter." He said quietly, "Go back to sleep."

She studied him from the bed. He stood looking out into the night sky. He wore only his bottoms, his hair ruffled from tossing and turning. The moonlight playing across his skin, dancing in his snowy hair. His eyes appearing dark as sapphires in the lunar glow.

Mary came to stand beside him, leaning into him as he brought his strong arms around her. "Why are you not sleeping? This is a long trip. You will need your rest."

"I could say the same to you. What's bothering you?" Mary reached up to push his hair back. "Are you too excited to sleep?"

"I am anxious. About many things." The blue twin pulled her closer.

"Care to elaborate?"

"No. I will not burden you with the trivial 'what ifs'." He said, threading his fingers through her hair.

"We are going to find him Vergil." Mary's bi-colored eyes gazed up at him.

But at what cost? The blue devil pushed that thought out of his mind. Too late to turn back now. Vergil ran the back of his hand across Mary's cheek. "You know I love you." She nodded. "Don't suppose I could convince you to stay?" Her brows drew together. Vergil chuckled softly. "Didn't think so."

Mary wrapped her arms around his neck bringing him down to her. Pressing her lips to his she spoke softly. "Come back to bed with me." She teasingly ran her tongue across his lips, pulling back slightly when he tried to connect with hers. Grasping the back of her neck, he prevented her from doing it a second time. He kissed the corner of her mouth, nibbling on her lower lip. "Kiss me Mary." The handsome devil crooned as he rubbed his succulent lips against hers.

It was times like this when she appreciated their bond that much more. She could feel his want for her growing inside him. His endless unabashing love consuming her. She drown in his need to please her, to love her, to submit to her desires. She had never know she could love and be loved so completely. Mary kissed him passionately reciprocating the emotion he felt for her. To say the least, at times it was overwhelming. So much so that the both thought they would weep. He picked her up as she kissed him thoroughly. Wrapping her legs around his waist she cradled his face in her hands as she continued exploring his mouth. A pained thought whispered in her mind and she gasped. "Vergil what if-"

He silenced her quickly. 'It's not." He pushed her gown up over her head, letting it flutter to the ground. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he kneaded her breasts while placing soft kisses along her neck. The thought had crossed his mind as well, but he refused to give it any relevance. He dipped down taking one rosy pert nipple between his lips.

Mary arched into him pressing his head closer. That cursed notion lingered in her mind, pushing her towards panic. A small sob escaped her thoat. She suddenly felt the need to touch him everywhere.

"Stop dwelling on it, my love. This will not be the last time." He kissed her fiercely, almost as if he were trying to convince himself of the same. Removing the last bit of clothing between them, she slid down his length engulfing him completely. They held each other tightly as Mary rocked her hips. Small gasps and pants filled the room.

Vergil lifted her and laid her down on their bed. Feather light caresses fell over exposed skin.

Don't let me go.

Moving into her slowly, their coupling was tender and sensual, all consuming.

I will never let you go.

Rolling her hips against his, Mary could feel the heat inside her building. She wanted this to last forever. Seeing Vergil this raw, feeling him inside her, knowing that she is the only one who can make him burn this hot with desire. Seeing the love he held for her in his eyes, only for her.

It was like the first night they spent together all over again. This time there was no resistance. She knew what he was doing and she couldn't keep herself from doing it too. They were memorizing each other. Every touch with a specific purpose. At one point he stopped and pulled away from her so he could look at her body glistening under him. Mary moved her hips upward encouraging him to watch as he made love to her. He gazed down as their bodies become one. Listening to her gasp and pant as he entered her over and over. His eyes roamed over the tiny scars on her stomach, over her heaving breasts, up the sensual column of her neck, to her pink pouty lips that begged to be kissed, across the bridge of her nose, to the most captivating eyes he had ever seen. She was perfection personified.

The blue eyed devil rolled them over so she was on top. Mary moaned his name softly, rhythmically moving her hips back and forth. She was close but wanted him there with her. She smoothed her hands over his chest and he gripped her thighs lightly. There were times he didn't mind relinquishing control, this was one of them. His raven haired temptress arched her back as she cupped her own breasts, squeezing them gently. His hold on her thighs tightening ever so slightly. Vergil matched her movement, rolling his hip up with her. Mary opened her mouth, a silent scream followed by a shattered gasp escaped as she clamped down around him, submitting to the pleasure he brought her. Panting her name Vergil lost himself inside her.

She came down over him, resting on his chest. They remained silent as their breathing returned to normal. Vergil ran his fingers up and down her spine lightly. "Please stay here."

"No." She whispered.

"If you loved me you would stay." He hopelessly tried again.

"Not happening." Mary played with his collarbone.

He sighed and looked down at her. "I could tie you up."

Mary gazed up into his worried eyes. "You could, but I'd just follow once I got loose."

"You are insufferably stubborn." His brows knitted together.

"So are you. What's your point?" She gave a small smirk. "Are we going to do this all night? It's only going to end the same."

Brushing her hair back, "You will be the death of me."

She sat up, hurt crossed her features. "Don't say that. Ever. Even if you are joking, ok?"

Vergil caressed her cheek, anguish in his eyes at the thought of hurting her. "My love, I meant nothing by it. Forgive me." Vergil kissed her tenderly.

"You are forgiven. Jerk." She laying her head back down. He chuckled softly.

"I love you too."

"You better." She mumbled.

He smiled into her hair. "Go to sleep my love. We leave in a few hours."

Morning came too early. Amazingly enough, Dante was the first one awake. He sat on the edge of the desk eager to get this journey underway. Vergil came down the stairs, followed by Lady minutes later.

"Have you checked everything?" Vergil asked as he adjusted the silk scarf around his neck.

"Yep. Everything is ready to go. Couldn't convince her to stay, huh?" The red devil smirked.

"No. She is very much like you in this mind set." He glanced over at Mary as she rechecked all of her weapons.

They took with them the bare essentials and their weapons of choice. Dante checked one last time for their tickets and they headed out the door.