Note: New chap, enjoy!

The following day was another day in London. Another day meant a new light of things, which meant only there was something bound to happen – eventually.

Kat and her parents were around town just enjoying their day as anticipation began to build for the showcase. She sighed softly as she wondered where Jason was. Surely, she hoped he didn't forget that she wanted him to know her parents before the big day.

The day began with brunch at a local restaurant. The three began chatting as they planned out a day of festivities and quality family time. Eating brunch, Kat's mind wondered with the flow of the busy traffic was sounding around the busy streets. In thought, she nibbled on her toast as she wondered what the dance team was up to, since the showcase was in four days.

Jason was with his friends for that day too. His mind tended to wonder as well about the plan that he and Kat's friends discussed the day before. It was only hope that something would occur, but with a hopeful wish.

Meanwhile, back at the Academy, the dancers were all in costume as they were all in rehearsal. Each was put into teams as they were listed on the draft. According to its plan, the remaining dancers sat in the auditorium of the Academy, waiting for their turns.

Heather and her team were up. The music began to blare as they tiptoed through the stage as they felt the music flow through their veins. Taking lead, the petite young dancer gracefully danced across the stage as she flowed like the wind, carefree and full of life.

The Dean of Students sat next to Madame Crusoe as he watched a preview of the showcase. He watched in admiration as he saw the first team dancing away. His eyes began to narrow as he panned the room, assuming he had seen something familiar.

Sitting in the far back of the auditorium, Jason sat with his two friends Steven and his friend Miguel. The three sat quietly like little mice as they watched the rehearsals. His friends watched as they looked on.

Madame Crusoe noted each dancer as they perfected their moves. Each fluttered gracefully to its potential as they were observed. The dance instructor watched as Dean Molyneux left the room. Steve nudged Jason as he saw the older gent get up from his seat.

"There goes the Dean, bro. You should go talk to him about getting Kat's role back," his friend muttered as he saw the man standing by the halls, with his cell phone in his ear. Jason nodded as he crept away.

While on the phone, the Dean paced around the halls as he spoke to the several prestigious scouts that would be looking for several dancers for their future shows. Jason stood off to the side, waiting for the man to finish his conversation.

Back at the restaurant, Kat and her family were sharing laughs and exchanging stories as they caught up with the young dancer who was spending her time eating, breathing, and sleeping the art of ballet.

It was like a moment in time for Kat, she recalled her first few weeks at home before leaving for the Academy. She and Tommy were enjoying her farewell party with several friends as they all enjoyed the evening.

'Great party Kat; best wishes to you in London,' Cassie said as she and Peter walked passed the happy couple. The then pink Turbo Ranger smiled at her boyfriend as she held him close.

'Did I ever thank you for this party tonight Tommy,' Kat said softly as she looked at him. Tommy grinned as he held his then girlfriend close. 'We're going to write e-mails, call, plan trip visits, or I can come home…'

Tommy just grinned as he kissed his girlfriend on the lips. Kat kissed in return as she happily beamed in her boyfriend's arms. She pulled away as she rested her head on his shoulder. Their friends were chasing each other with water balloons as the night went on.

The two shrieked as a bucket of water splashed their heads.

"Kat, you must tell us everything when you finally come home this summer," her mother responded as she rubbed her daughter's hand in a smile. Kat returned the smile as her mind began to worry on how her plans with her friends would go.

"Excuse me, are you Dean Molyneux?" Jason said as he saw the man put his cell phone away. The older man turned around as he faced him. In wonderment, the Dean looked at him in curiosity. He took his hand out in hopes of a handshake. "I'm Jason Scott; I wanted to talk to you about a certain student."

"Yes, Mr. Scott, how can I help you today?" the man asked as he walked with him as he headed out the doorway.

"I wanted to talk to you about a former student named Katherine Hillard."

"Ms. Hillard is no longer a student here, but what do you wish to talk about?"

"Before you cut me short sir, it's about the showcase jewels. I'm here to defend her as a friend, but I want to tell you, she didn't do it."

The two began talking as Dean Molyneux opened his door to his office. Jason's eyes began to narrow in sudden wonder if the man was to respond or not to his plea in defending Kat, but the door remained open.

"Sit," he ordered as he shut the door behind him. Jason nodded as the door shut behind him. He sat at his desk as he listened to the story that was told once. Maybe twice would work its charm. "So, you know who did it?"

"Umm…no sir, but I want to prove that Katherine Hillard is sweet and innocent to this crime and disagree to those who claim that she did it to begin with."

"Go on…"

Jason and the Dean spoke for an hour. Evidence or not, the two discussed several points, but not reaching its peak of conclusion. Several instances were once described by the other witness who Dean Molyneux was the legit source of it all, but no luck with the other. However, all hope was on Jason.

Kat looked at her cell phone as time ticked away slowly. Her fingers and prayers were crossed that something was bound to happen. She and her parents were anticipating news as they stayed put at one area of London.

With all hope, justice would be served.