AN: Man, it's GREAT to be back. That break was very much needed! I'd like to thank those that did review. And this story has 1,256 hits! So why are my reviews not reflecting this? To reviewers you will be receiving something special soon either a visual preview of the sequel or a preview of my WHR comic.

University is back in session but I will remain consistent. The answer to my question I asked in the previous chapter will be posted within the next 2 chapters because I wanna see if you can figure it out. I'll be playing with it again so get ready. To make up for the evil cliffy from last time, I made this chapter a little fluffy. Next chapter though, the gloves are off! It's time to get serious and adventurous! And action as well. So enjoy this last bit of fluff cause after this everything is going to hell. Finally, someone said they liked the Q&A at the end and wished more would do it. Very much noted. Q&A as usual, also, ask Amon, Robin or Kanna a question in your review. Answers will be in the next chapter.

Chapter 6
The Lion Sleeps Tonight

For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Stickin little white flowers all up in her hair
Walk beside the pony daddy
It's my first ride
I know the cake looks funny daddy
But i sure tried
Oh with all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
TO deserve a hug every morning
And butterfly kisses at night
Butterfly Kisses - Bob Carlisle

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Last time: Robin, Amon were rudely interrupted from their love making by gun fire on their apartment. They grabbed Kanna and sought to escape but the stairs and elevator are full of soldiers heading for them! They are trapped! will they escape!

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They were surrounded and didn't know a means of escape. The snipers continued to bolt up the stairs and pile in the elevator to reach the floor Amon and Robin resided. They invaded the floor in perfect sync, ready to take on the witch family.
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But they were not there. Amon and Robin had vanished.

Lu walked out from the elevator. It seems I have underestimated my prey. They don't just die. He grinned cheekishly. No matter, He muttered. I will study them more and come up with a more creative solution.

Amon helped Robin down the fire escape. They had retreated into a neighbor's apartment after waking them up and making a quick explanation that someone was trying to kill them. It had been an old lady that resided there ever since Amon had lived in that apartment. She was more than pleased to oblige upon seeing young Kanna. The old woman did not, however, hold back her remarks on how rude people could be by coming to her door so late at night and literally barging in.

They took a long detour to their car that was parked in the parkade a few blocks down and took off into the night.

It seems Solomon has found us. Robin pointed out as she leaned on her arm that she had against the door.

You think? he said with slight sarcasm. Robin glanced at him, her eyes saying don't start that.' He sighed. We were careless. I should've known better.An honest mistake. We didn't think they'd figure japan out so quickly nor your place.No, Robin. Amon breathed. It's to easy. Even that would be my first guess.Okay so where do we go now? The next obvious place?

Amon smirked. Exactly. I've got an idea.

Robin looked at him as though he were nuts. Need you really have asked? He glanced at her.

We're going to get your brother killed one of these days. Robin sighed and returned her attention to the road, head leaning in her hand. She yawned.

I would think that would be doing the world a favor. Amon joked lightly to ease the situation. Robin just smiled as she closed her eyes. Be nice. she scolded.

Amon looked in the rear view mirror. He was not being followed. Good. His view was drawn down to the miserable toddler in the back seat. I know little one.

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Oh what is it! Nagira asked in a disgruntled voice as he opened his front door. He blinked once... twice. Oh! well uh- hello?

Starring at him from the door was a displeased Amon and Robin and a toddler determined to hide herself in her father's coat. Nagira smiled. Let me guess. Insomnia decided to stay for tea and cake?Guess again. Amon said hotly and walked on past Nagira with Robin in toe.

You two just can't die, can you? Nagira said. He received a very strange look from the both of them. So you came to ol' Nagira to make everything better, right? Amon answered.

Nagira asked.

We came here to sleep. I all ready have a place in mind. I just won't be able to reach anyone until tomorrow.You don't say. Nagira crossed his arms. Well it's nice to know I can be of some use. Yes, Nagira hotels are always open for business. He looked directly at his brother We just like our customers to call for reservations first.Think of it as a deed for the greater good. was Amon's reply.

Greater good. Nagira repeated. Right. Well then I bid you both goodnight.Thank you Nagira. Robin's soft voice chimed in.

Nagira turned and smiled at Robin Hey, for my sister-in-law, anything. He paused and smirked After all it's for the greater good'.

Robin smirked as though to say sure, right' and turned to Amon who was going through their bags. Kanna had been placed on the floor and she was through a fit. She was miserable and Robin had to guess that these feelings were not her own but Amon's.

Amon, you may be able to hide your moods from me but you can't hide them from her. Robin pointed out. Amon turned to see Kanna squirming on the ground, whining and whimpering. It's not me. Amon answered. Robin crossed her arms and looked at him skeptically. Then I'm going upstairs to bed to get some sleep. She looked at her daughter then up at Amon You two can stay down here and be miserable together if you like and with that she turned and headed to what had been her room when she was a refugee 4 years ago.

Amon set his hands on his hips as he watched Robin retreat for the rest of the night. He looked down at Kanna who had suddenly decided to stop her fit. Robin had been right, up until 10 seconds ago he was feeling miserable and Kanna had picked up on that. Now she was fine and staring up at him with those grayish violet eyes of hers.

We really are quite and odd pair aren't we? He asked her with a slight smirk.

Kanna blinked.

Amon reached into the Kanna's bag pulling out a bottle. He didn't know why but the little one refused to be weaned from it. She had sippy cups that she used but she used those on her own terms. He shook his head. Come on, whirlwind. He called her by nickname and started for the office kitchen. Kanna rolled herself over and gingerly propped herself up from the floor and toddled after her father occasionally taking the tumble. Kanna was by far anything but graceful.

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Robin awoke slowly to the morning sun beaming down on her. She arose from her bed and smoothed out her rumbled nightshirt. She looked to her side where Amon and Kanna were to sleep. No one there. Had he already gotten up? Robin looked partially confused. Had Amon even come to bed? now that she thought about it, she had been a bit crabby after having to flee, their moment' shattered by bullets. She needed to apologize. She threw her legs over the edge of the bed and leaned down to get her clothes from the duffle bag an-... wait Where's the bag? Robin asked herself. She stood up, the shirt draping down to her shins. She looked over the railing but still saw no sign of her husband, child or the duffle bag.

Robin flopped back into the bed and gave a rather loud sigh. Amon never came up last night which meant she would have to do down to the office to get her clothes. Reluctantly she got up and trudged downstairs into the office. However when she opened the door she was slightly surprised to see Mika and Nagira standing only a few feet away looking at something. Robin crossed her arms along her chest and went to stand next to them to see what they were starring at. Her eyes widened, this is certainly something she hadn't been expecting.

Mika finally spoke up. That is either the most precious thing I've ever seen-Or the ugliest piece of office furniture in the world Nagira finished for her as he scratched the back of his head, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

It seemed that Amon and Kanna had not made it up to the bedroom after all. Instead they had both collapsed on the couch, Kanna curled up on her father's chest and Amon was sprawled out on the office couch in his coat and sleep wear, his face in full blown 5'o clock shadow, sleeping peacefully.

Mika looked at them distastefully. He'll scare the customers away. Get him out of here. Nagira chuckled as Robin walked up to him and promptly shook Amon awake. He was greeted to the sight of Robin smiling gently. Up, you fell asleep down here. was his only response before standing up and starting to the upstairs room, Kanna securely tucked in his arms and coming half awake.

Nagira chuckled. You know I didn't think it humanly possible but you actually look scarier now than you do in the day or at night. How does Robin wake up in the morning without becoming traumatized?

At this Amon glared at his brother and Kanna, feeling her father's displeasure, mimicked her father's facial gesture to perfect tee. Nagira blinked. he whispered as he watched his brother and niece head upstairs while Robin fetched their bags to go upstairs and change.

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There were police cars with their lights flashing, as were a fire truck and an ambulance as Miho and Sakaki pulled up to the crime scene in their separate vehicles. Sakaki whistled as he lifted the visor on his helmet and leaned back a little on his bike to survey the damage done to an upper floor apartment.

The attack had just been reported to them and they were called in to investigate with the police after finding some odd shell casings, or to be more precise, witch killing bullets.

Miho wouldn't show it but she was in a complete panic. She knew the apartment was Amon's and that's where the young family had been staying.

I wonder who the unlucky bugger was to get that? Sakaki voiced.

Miho wasn't going to stand for sitting around so instead she got out of her vehicle and headed into the apartment and to the upper floor where the crime scene had taken place.

Oh god I hope they're okay.' Miho wondered as she began to fast walk towards the stairs. She was at a near jog by the time she reached them and took the stairs two to three at a time.

When she had reached the immediate floor she rushed to the apartment and walked in. She flashed her badge quickly at the officers standing guard and quickly started looking around the apartment from any signs that Amon, Robin and Kanna had gotten out safely.

There was no one here, at least no bodies were found. a Constable spoke as he approached Miho.

No blood?

The Constable shook his head. None that we could find, mame. From what we could tell the residence where able to get out and take their kid with them and the Constable took the initiative to point out how they had come to such a conclusion.

Thank you, Constable Miho said and walked into the bedroom that Robin and Amon had slept in.

She wasn't going to take his words at face value until she saw' for herself. 4 years without the orbo had been a good thing. Her powers were strengthening and had been since they had stopped using the disgusting substance. Miho frowned. Zaizen had been a very sick man. He needed witch DNA to make orbo, okay, sure. One could obtain DNA via saliva or stands of hair. It didn't take much but Zaizen had opted for the whole witch. He tortured them even in death... but had those witches really been dead? She shook her head and placed her hand on the unmade bed and closed her eyes.

Her power seeped through her being, gathering the left over human will that had been left behind to play a short movie within her head. Love, the two had been in the heat of the moment, Robin suddenly hits the floor and Amon covers her as bullets rain through the window, both escape the room.

Miho opened her eyes, there was part of the story, she was pretty sure she knew were to get the last part. She headed straight into Kanna's make shift nursery and rested her hand against the pillow. Once again, allowing her magic to play a movie in her head she was able to grab a picture of Robin coming in, picking up the child and fleeing. Miho was about to pull back when something else hit her full force. It almost felt like a mental punch.

A farm with a black and white pony. An old man that seemed to cause unreasonable terror to young Kanna. It was as though she knew he was not good. Suddenly the man before her transformed into what seemed like a shadow and that shadow was holding Kanna over the edge of a waterfall.. . No it wasn't a waterfall, this was man made, this was a dam, a dam she had never seen before. A gun shot, a cry of pain and Kanna was dropped over the edge.

Miho's eyes shot open in terror. What was that? Surely that had not happened, no, it felt more like some sort of nightmare. Miho rubbed her temples, she had never experienced something like that before in her career nor in her life.

Sakaki walked up next to her. You okay? he asked.

Yeah, just a powerful reading, that all. she assured him.

He nodded. An old lady from down the hall confirms that the people here got out safely; says they used her fire escape. Sakaki explained. Miho nodded, smiling slightly. I'm going to keep looking around. Sakaki said and walked out of the nursery.

Miho placed a hand to her chest, visibly relieved to hear that they had indeed gotten out alive. Whether they had gotten out unharmed was another matter but they had gotten out alive. Miho frowned, it was time to find out who had attacked their friends and she was more than positive that it was an inside job from Solomon. Figured those idiots would go behind the STN-J's backs as well as disobey Juliano's orders not to hunt his grand daughter.

Miho paused. But what if Juliano had - ... She shook her head. She wouldn't think like that, not right now at least. She had heard about Juliano from a letter from Robin when when the young woman was pregnant. Miho could never reply, there was never a return address nor was their really a name as two whom the letter was from but Miho had always known they had been from Robin. Especially when she had received Kanna's baby picture after they had arrived in Canada and there was a return address. Miho grinned to herself, she was sure Robin never had told Amon about the letters, but then again, maybe he knew.

Putting the thought aside, Miho decided to question the old lady that had allowed the young family to escape.

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Masaru sat in his office at Takumi Enterprises; staring that the TV screen in his office as a local news cast relayed information about a mysterious shooting that had happened during the night.

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He turned the tv off and raising his clasped hands to rest his elbows on the desk in front of him, he leaned on his hands and closed his eyes in thought.

Damn it, it's already begun. he sighed. He opened his eyes slightly to stare at his office phone. It was only a moment before it rang. He picked it up the receiver, pressed the speaker phone button and set it down again. I take it you saw the report too.Yes, I have. came a wise old voice from the other end. You tried to reach me earlier.I did. Masaru said. Where are you headed? he asked and turned his chair to the side to stare out his large office windows.

I'm on my way there.They won't be there. He got to them all ready. Masaru said.

Is that so? How come?Because they are here.I see.

There was silence between Masaru and the wise old voice. Finally the old voice spoke. There is something I would like to confirm down here then. I want to make sure it is who we think it is.Talk to their farm hand that's running the joint right now. His name is Tim. I'll make sure my old colleague knows to be expecting you.I will. Thank you and good day. the old voice spoke and hung up.

Masaru grinned slightly. Help was now on the way. If he had his way, that young family currently stranded in Japan would be going back home where they belonged by the end of the week.

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There was soft sounds of small ocean waves riding up the the sandy shore and withdrawing back into the blue abyss. The smell of the salty air mixing with the warm winds that blew across the bay could easily relax the soul.

Further up the beach were some rocky cliffs adorned by dry grasses and weeds that grew there and atop the very cliffs that cut the beach off were small yellow and white lodges with little rustic red roofs.

This was Studio Nada, Oceanview Cottages in Ibaraki. A place of recreation, relaxation, forests on the far side of the cottages opposite of the beach and lastly endless sandy beaches for as far as the eye could see.

Today was a cloudless day with the sun beaming brightly over head. The sea side wind made the hot day tolerable. Several families were on the beach either barbecuing, fishing or just enjoying the sounds of this tourist attraction that seemed like ages away from the busy zoo known as Tokyo. Everyone was here just for a good time.

The thudding sound of heavy hooves hitting sand was the only warning many passers by got before two horses sped by various residence of the lodging, kicking up sand and sea spray all the way for about half a mile before slowing at the command of their riders.

I can't believe you. Robin's soft voice accused him in slight amusement and astonishment as she rode next to Amon who had a hold of Kanna in front of him.

I thought you'd like a bit of nostalgia. He commented simply.

You know that is not what I'm thinking. We're being hunted Amon, why here at some tourist resort? Why aren't we in hiding at one of Nagira's contacts, or in a cheap apartment or even Walled City might be- Amon held up his hand to silence Robin. She pouted at him slightly and gave him a skeptical look as she crossed her arms. she insisted.

Think about what you just said for a second Robin. Amon said. Robin raised her eyebrow a little higher. Keep talking. she said.

You said it yourself. Why a tourist attraction. Why not Walled City? Why not some shabby run down place from one of Nagira's endless little connection of cronies. It's to obvious. You're thinking like a hunter Robin, where would the witches be? in the most deserted and, most often than not, undesirable place. So we head for a place they wouldn't think to look. he paused and looked ahead of him then back at Robin For now at least.Thank you. Amon looked at her. Robin smiled lightly I would've hurt you if you had dragged your daughter into a shabby place or walled city.Why do I have this feeling that you'd burn the place down anyway?

Robin's smile turned into an all out smirk. That's scary. You know me well. she commented and urged her mount forward.

Amon shook his head and looked down at the silver haired toddler in his lap. Like I would put you in such a situation. he remarked and followed Robin's lead. I also believe someone was near tears at the thought of home. he said loud enough for Robin to here.

She looked over at him with gentle eyes You're to good to us.

Amon grinned. Anything for his girls. he asked. Robin nodded.

As they continued their way to the cottage, that particular part of Amon's mind that was down right mean and evil spotted an very nasty sight. A woman that was, by far, the largest woman he had ever seen. An easy 350 pounds, perhaps more, laying on the beach in a bikini sunbathing. Part of him, the nice part felt bad for her. The evil part though was the one that sang in his mind Quick, Someone call green peace. There's a beached whale.

Kanna's eyes lit up. Mama! Beech wale! she pointed at the large woman.

Oops' Amon thought.

Robin looked at him in absolute horror.

Amon didn't waste a beat, he was out of there in a second flat, horse galloping all the way. Robin hazarded a glance at the woman, she hadn't heard Kanna to Robin's great relief. It seemed the woman was listening to an ipod.

She shook her head she sighed and then took off after them.

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A white Rolls Royce drove along the expanse of a tree lined dirt road heading towards Banff Mountain Ranches.

Wise old eyes studied and surveyed the incredible landscape. Amongst the farm and visitor cabins in the distance were nothing but acres and acres of grasslands bordered by thick forests of nearly every tree imaginable. The snow covered Rockies beyond the forest made this cozy place seem like something that had jumped out of a picture frame. The passenger of the car could easily see why anyone would be drawn to such a beautiful place, yet it had not looked as beautiful as this when he had first seen it over the internet. The pictures that the realtor had posted on the estate site had done this place no justice.

The car pulled into the main driveway just outside of the small office where visitors were to register. The driver stepped out and walked around to open the door.

Thank you, son. Came the voice of the old man as he stepped out. His black, red and white robes falling down around him as stretched to get that little crick out of his neck and back. He took his cane and steadied himself. He had been sitting for quite some time and it felt good to be out in the open air.

He filled his lungs with the fresh air. The perfumes of the local wildflowers that mixed with the forest in the warm air was relaxing to his old bones and old mind. He let a small smile grace his lips. It's just as you described my dear Robin. He spoke to himself gently then started for the office.

He opened the old screen door and stepped in to a small office. The floors a dark wood and the walls like that of a log cabin. There was a small window open and a standing fan near it to blow some cool air in. The small space was a bit stuffy. There was an old worn out green couch right next to the window and fan for, what the old man guessed were, visitors waiting to sign in. Across from the couch, window and fan was a wooden counter with a cash register and lining the back wall were a few shelves holding a few odds and ends. Some just plain knik-knaks and others holding stuff such as toiletries and cleaning supplies. Manning the office was a cowboy. Yes a real cowboy. A real 35 year old cowboy dressed in boots, a dusty pair of faded blue jeans, a dusty gray plaid shirt with a brown leather vest over it and an old brown cowboy hat rested on a slight angle on top of his brown hair. His brown eyes seemed warm and friendly and already this man was showing deep laugh lines around them. His skin was a golden brown from a tan he had while working out in the sun all day.

The man was behind the counter and leaning on it with his elbows as he mindlessly chewed a piece of dry grass. It sorta reminded the old man of a cow. He even sorta smelled like one too.

Oi, Eh, Welcome to Banff Ranch. How can I help you Father? the young man spoke, seeing the old man's dress and calling him by his respected title.

I am here looking for someone. Someone by the name of Tim.Then I'd be your man. The cowboy from behind the desk spoke. The two shook hands. And you are?Juliano. Juliano Colegui. The old man introduced himself as simply.

Tim nodded and reached under the desk and pulled something out that was in a small plastic zip lock bag. You're here for this I take it? he asked.

Juliano took the item from Tim and looked it. It was a spent shell from a sniper riffle. On the shell were markings. Furthark runes. That of a witch killing bullet. Juliano nodded. Yes, this is exactly it. Thank you. he said and stuffed the spend shell into the packet of his robes then turned to leave. Evidence can not be left behind. Juliano muttered. Tim watched Juliano walk out of the office, the screen door to the small office slamming shut behind him.

Tim raised an eyebrow. Solomon's got some weird people. he spoke to himself then stared off into a corner of the office to think of mindless thoughts.

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I can't believe you did that. Robin gave a gruff sigh as she wiped her hands off on her white apron after washing her hands. She had changed from her riding clothes that consisted of nothing but a tan roughrider skirt and blue long sleeve blouse to a more at home' look. Her old black skirts which now fell to just past her stockinged ankles and she had donned a cleaner olive green long sleeve blouse with a white cooking apron that covered most of her front. It was a replacement for her smock that no longer fit. There were very few times she didn't wear the apron at home. Amon couldn't believe she packed it. Robin's hair was actually held back by a white bandana as she finished putting dinner into the small oven of the kitchen.

Amon sighed. You could take the girl from the convent but you couldn't take the convent out of the girl. Her clothing still covered and is was always practical. In a way he was thankful. Amon wasn't sure if he could ever take to her dressing like some of the woman he saw today. Nothing but little tramps with their miniskirts and fishnet stockings and tops that he was positive were really bras labeled as shirts.

I didn't know she'd pick it up, let alone actually say it. Amon argued in his defense as he rested in one of the living room chairs still dressed in his riding clothes. A pair of faded jeans and a long sleeve button up gray shirt. The small cabin they were staying in had it's living room and kitchen connected. The only thing separating the room was a white and black marble bar top. Robin looked over her shoulder at him as she prepared the vegetables for the roast near the sink. She was scowling. That's not the point Amon, it's the fact you actually thought of it. Amon opened his mouth to say something but Robin held up her finger to pause him and before you start, No, I didn't think anything of the sorts. I actually felt sorry for the poor woman.

Amon's mouth thinned. She always knew what he was thinking. He gazed around at the small lodging. The kitchen was connected to the living room. The two bedrooms were right next to the living room, separated by only a cream colored wall and a few doors. Behind, which, one of those doors Kanna was napping. He drew his gaze then to the sliding glass doors that lead out onto the balcony and the old stone fire place next to it then back to the sliding glass doors. What are my chances of forgiveness on this stunt? No Answer from his beloved. He sighed and waited it out a few moments before muttering

Robin paused from pulling the fruit for dessert out of the fridge and she looked at him evenly. Her eyes took on a more gentle look. It's not really me who you should be apologizing to Amon. Robin spoke and set the strawberries and peaches down on the bar top so she could get ready to prepare them. We're just lucky she never heard Kanna or we'd have a lot of explaining to do.

Amon inwardly smiled. She used we'. Robin was always like that, never letting him face a problem on his own even if he did start it. It was always we' or us' or even together' but never you' or I'. He was grateful in that perspective.

He watched Robin for a few moments wash and slice the fruit into bowls and go into the fridge for a can of whipped cream. It was creative though. He remarked somewhat smug. Robin didn't stop her movements as she dressed the fruit with the whipped cream, she did however, eye him suspiciously but she never spoke.

Okay, rude but creative. Amon corrected himself.

No Amon that was just plain rude. Robin said, still not halting her work on the desserts.

Amon smirked to himself as he leaned back into the chair and folded his hands over his stomach. Your jealous. He remarked as he decided to tease.

Robin stopped then, setting the can down but her hand still clasped around it's base, and she raised an eyebrow at him. Jealous? what for? For not having a dirty mind?

Amon shook his head. Your just not creative. he answered. Robin's brow was still raised as tightened her lips. She looked down at her hand holding the can and bit her bottom lip for just a moment or two before looking back up at him. She sighed in exasperation.

I'm not creative? She remarked at him.

Not really.Is that so? she questioned as she drew around the bar to walk over to Amon.

His eyes followed her as she walked towards him, her hands slightly behind her. I think you're wrong. She stated softly and placed herself in his lap.

I think you don't have a creative bone in your body. He chuckled.

Robin leaned in a little closer till her nose was just barely brushing his. She had the most devilish look on her face though. What if I told you I was thinking something creative right now? she asked.

Amon looked at her in a skeptic, yet slightly mocking, manner. Tell me.

Robin smirked. she whispered as she placed her hands in her lap and continued to stare into Amon's eyes.

he asked.

Her smirked grew. You, me, that couch over there and, She brought one of her hands up to his line of sight, this bottle of whipped cream. and she proceeded to squirt a little dab on his nose.

Amon's eyes widened slightly and Robin dipped her finger in the whipped cream and licked it. Amon couldn't help but chuckle then. Have I ever told you that I'm a bad influence on you? Robin looked at him innocently and then kissed his whipped cream nose. Amon took small bit and put it on her nose. They grinned at each other. It was obvious to Amon that he was now forgiven.

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Where do you think they went? Doujima asked Karasuma.

The two were sitting in a nearby local park. Miho had come here to reminisce in the past. It had been only a short 4 years since she sat in this very park with Robin while talking pleasantly with each other and indulging in small cups of frozen yogurt. Yurika had found her here once she found out it had been Amon's apartment under attack and that there was no sign of the small family any where.

Miho shrugged. If I knew Yurika... she sighed. I just know that they got out alive.But not unharmed.

Miho nodded. If there was just someway to track them down or figure out why Solomon is after them again.Are you so sure it's Solomon?

Miho shook her head. But who else could it possibly be?

Yurika smiled devilishly This is why we have a hacker, my friend. she commented and pulled out her communicator.

But that will just-They've pretty much all ready guessed that Amon and Robin are very much alive from the video. There's nothing we can do about that. Amon and Robin are here because someone is after them. They told us that the night we visited. I don't know about you Miho but I'd like to be a help to our friends, even if it's just this once more.They would've come to us, I think.I doubt it.You're right. They don't know who to trust.

Yurika nodded. It's been to long. I could see why they would be wary to turn to us. She smiled then. But now's our chance to prove that we can still be trusted. We'll have Michael search for their whereabouts tomorrow so we can keep a close eye on them and also have him look up why Solomon could possibly be after them again. Miho said. She looked up to the crescent moon shining bright in the sky. In the mean time I guess we should head home.

Both girls got up from the park bench and stretched. See you tomorrow. Yurika called as she waved to her friend while walking away.

Sleep well. Miho answered back.

You too.

TBC...

What will Amon and Robin do if they are found again? Will Miho and the other locate their friends? Will they find out what's really going on? Has Lu given up on his hunt? How does he plan on studying them if Lu can't even find Amon or Robin! Find out next time!

Next Chapter: A bad experience causes Amon to point the gun again and this time... it's on Kanna.

Q&A:
Q: Why did you make fun of fat people?
A: I'm fat so... meh.

Q: Robin seemed to forgive amon to easily.
A: I agree, however I hit a block there.

Q: Amon isn't looking up info on the enemy, isn't he worried?
A: Sure he is. wait for the next chapter. He is not as relaxed as he seems.

Q: What do you mean the gun is pointed at kanna!
A: shrugs and whistles wait and see.

See you next tuesday! Now Ask Amon, Robin or Kanna a question! They will answer! Also, leave a review, it's 10 seconds out of your life. I'm tired of people not doing so.

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