(Question time :D One Meyrin is questioning sebby being a demon but is not positively sure. She hear the slip and kinda made her wonder abit. Two Vincent may be showing up read and find out. :3…Sorry about disappearing but I lost inspiration…but when I saw I had like 30 reviews I was like OoO,,,I have to finish this for them…So here we gooooo)

Meyrin ran to the safest place she could think of. The rain was pouring hard on her Maid uniform, I was soaking right through. 'So cold' she thought. She ran for so long till she thought her legs would burst. Rain stinging her cheeks as she ran. "Finally I am here." She said softly. She looked at the small cottage with forest green walls and a dark brown roof with light blue window covers and a small garden in front with beautiful flowers and some vegetables. And a small stepping stone path to the beautiful wood door. She smiled softly remembering all the memories she had here. She softly walked up to the door making sure to only to step on the stone like a child. Giggling softly she knocked in a pattern of the tune they made up. A young man of 20 answered the door he had shaggy hair slicked back in front and held in a short ponytail with a gold ribbon, he had gold eyes that looked very old, he wore a blue button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up at the elbow and a dark brown vest, with a gold pocket watch glinting in the light. He wore brown trousers that stopped at the knee with brown shoes with a gold buckle. "Vincent! I am so happy to see you." Meyrin exclaimed. "Meyrin, I missed you so much. What are you doing around here?" Vincent replied. "I needed to talk to you about something's.." Meyrin trailed off. " Oh, well sit down and tell me what is wrong." Vincent replied. Meyrin sat down on the red velvet coach, and looked around nothing had really changed since she had been here last. Small room with soft peach colored walls with dark wooden flooring, two good sized red coaches a small glass coffee table with works of art between the slides of glass. Pictures of him and her together throughout the ages. A small picture of him and his wife and daughter sitting on the mantle. He walked into the kitchen and made some peach tea her favorite. He walked back in and gave her a cup. "What is wrong love?" he asked softly. "You remember how I went to work for the Phantomhive household?" she asked. "Yes love I do." Vincent replied. "The butler, Sebastian Michaels, I suspect is a demon. And um I am attracted to him. What do I do?"