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Mello's POV

Some time ago, I had decided the best thing for me to do was leave the apartment and scour the streets again for a ghost and possibly even a human who could help me. However, the entire time I had been thinking about Matt and damn it all, I could not stop no matter how hard I tried. Maybe it had been best that Misa had been there. At least Matt had someone and was not alone. Maybe then, he would not try to kill himself. At this point, however I could not stand to think about Matt with that whore. I am aware that I do not know everything, but hey, I saw her with my eyes in our apartment of which Matt at one point had banned her for fucking ever. What the hell was I supposed to think about that?

I shook my head pushing out every thought about those two. At any rate, I had important things to attend. If I could not prove that I was still alive then I could possibly lose Matt forever. The thought of that disturbed me more then anything. To lose Matt would be to lose everything.

"Ah damn it!" I yelled angry with myself for even pondering such things as if I had already lost Matt. However, I had felt that way that day. I felt as though Misa making herself so comfortable in what used to be Matt and I apartment was just a sign telling me that when I died I had already lost him forever and there was nothing I could do about it.

Walking further on I breathed in a breath and release it calming myself down focusing my efforts on what it is I am supposed to do.

"Sir, have you seen my mommy?"

I turned my eyes catching a young girl who looked exactly like a porcelain doll. Long limp brown curls hung around her shoulders and a red bow attached to the side of her head. She wore a white frilly skirt and blouse to match. It seemed as though she were a ghost, but I had not been sure about it then. Until she continued to stare up at me, her light green eyes begging for an answer that could possibly lead her to her mother. However, she had gotten a different answer that day. An answer that tore her dream from her recklessly.

"No I haven't the slightest clue where she is." I informed her turning back around and continuing my journey forward. I could hear as she wept. Long wails emitting themselves from her mouth the windows of every building that surrounded me shattering all at once as her cries became louder.

"MOM!"

The words vibrated off every object that surrounded the young girl and me. I could barely stand hearing her cry in such a way. There was something about her cries that drew me to her. Giving me a longing to help her find peace. However, had I known that a young girl could not find peace in this world I believe I would not have done what it was I did that day?

I turned and let out a breath confounded with myself as to why I was even going to this. I did not think on it for very long. I walked over to her and knelt down in front of her. Her crying continued until she noticed I had come back. She wiped her eyes and stared at me perplexed.

"Are you okay?" I asked her talking as gently as a person with my kind of voice could. She nodded gently before speaking.

"All I want to do is find my mommy. Sir please, please help me find mommy." Her voice sounded like pain itself. Even her expression seemed to emit something of the sort. I had no choice then. I had to help her find peace or at least something close to it if anything else.

"Fine, on one condition though," I paused examining her facial expression that immediately lit up at my reply. "If you are willing to help me, then I will help you."

"Oh thank you mister! Thank you! I promise I will do my best to help you with whatever it is you require." She hugged onto my waist tightly laughing. I pulled her off me with little effort and shook my head. What the hell did I just do?

Later that day me "Moon" spent the rest of our time trying to get each other's story straight making me wish I had not allowed myself to become as soft as I was. I had no business helping this girl. There were other things I needed to do. So, why was I even attempting to help her?

I gazed at Moon asleep against the wall of the ally we had decided we would claim for the night. She slept peacefully with a clam expression speared against her porcelain face. I tore my eyes away and let out a breath staring up at the night sky hidden by the stars. It scared me to be out here with just a young girl and in fact having to insure her safety was more work than it was worth. What with crazies such as that woman, I had a run in with roaming the streets. Damn I had forgotten about lady crazy until that moment. What if she were to pull the same shit on Moon. Would that not suck?

"How nice two poltergeist. A little girl and a young man. Which one do I desire to eat first? Hmm such a hard choice."

I looked towards the entrance immediately grabbing the young girl pulling her closer to me. It was that woman again. How ironic for her to show at that exact moment.

"Who are you?" I shouted requesting from her an answer. She smiled widely showing every one of her teeth as she did. I know if I had been alive, I think she would have scared the piss out of me. However, I think I would have preferred to be alive rather than dead at least then if she killed me, I would still have my soul. Now everything was on the line and if I lost that it would, all be over before I knew it.

"Who I am is not of concern. Those who are prey have no use in such knowledge not since they are the ones to be killed."

Damn why is it being dead so much more dangerous?