Rain drenched their bodies as they waited in the thick fog for the bus. The rain was very cold and it sent chills up Isabella's spine; but she waited patiently next to L, who seemed calm in the rain. She trembled and looked up at the large, noisy bus tugged to a slow stop. The doors slowly folded open and Isabella got in the bus, paying for the both of them. L followed her, sitting down next to her. Isabella sighed and shook her wet hair, tying it into a pony tail. "Thank you, L, for doing this…" she smiled to the pale man, who nodded with a light smile. "What exactly do you intend to do when you met your parents..?" L asked her. Isabella shrugged a bit. "I'll stay with them if they want me to, but….if not…..I guess I can live back at Wammy's…I'll explain everything to Roger. He'll be pissed, give me a long punishment, but everything will be alright…." She replied, wringing out her pony tail. L nodded softly while watching her. "Will you be sad if they turn you down?" L questioned again. Isabella shook her head softly. "No, not really. I' understand…" She gave L a soft smile.
It rained the whole bus trip. There was not one ray of sunshine to be seen. Isabella laid her head on the cool window and relaxed. She sorted through her mind. She thought of how beautiful her home was and how kind her parents must be. They lived in Rosemary Drive after all. She turned her attention to L, who was swinging along the rails of the bus seats. She smiled a bit. He was so adorable. The bus soon stopped at a large bus stop, and L and Isabella got off. Isabella stretched, sighing deeply at the slight drizzle. "We're going to have to catch a few more buses, L, but we'll get here, okay?" She waited for a reply. "Okay….?" She repeated. Isabella looked behind her for L, who wasn't with her. "L? L?" She called. She soon spotted him walking towards a confectionery. She sighed and quickly followed him. He was pretty fast when he was motivated. Isabella quickly followed him to the bakery, her hair dripping again. L was already ordering at the counter. "…and…..a…..slice of strawberry shortcake…and…some green leaf tea….and…..Isabella…..what would you like?" L turned to look at her. She blinked, looking up at the menu. "Ummm…uhh…what…?" She asked, still trying to catch her breath. "She'll just have a cinnamon bun and some ginger ale." L said simply. L took a seat at a booth, hugging his knees to his chest. Isabella blinked and followed him slowly, sitting across from him. "L, we have to catch another bus, soon…" She said to the man, who nodded. "Yes. But it's time for a cake break right now." L replied.
Within a few moments, they were eating their sweets. L poured a substantial amount of sugar into his tea. He pulled the strawberries off of his cake and set them aside, starting to eat. Isabella ate her cinnamon bun slowly, taking light sips of her ginger ale. L downed his too sweet tea and inhaled his cake, saving the strawberries for last. "Alright, let's go." L wiped his mouth with a napkin and started to walk out the door. Isabella hurried to catch up with him again. "What bus are we to take?" L asked. "Bus twenty four…" Isabella replied. "Over there." She took the man's hand gently, leading him towards the bus. L followed her, his clothes and hair drenched with rain. They both boarded onto the bus, paid, and then took their seats. Isabella watched outside the window as the bus slowly moved out of port. She watched a hundred different cars go by. She watched the trees and the bushes and everything else. She watched beautiful homes with beautiful features pass by. She smiled. We must be getting close! She thought to herself. Her smile soon faded as the bus drove passed the beautiful houses and near a shady looking neighborhood. Wait, this isn't right. This can't be Rosemary Drive…Isabella blinked and watched the chain link fences, run down brick buildings and abandoned cars pass by. Soon, the bus came to a slow and steady stop. A nearby street sign said ROSEMARY DRIVE on it. Isabella blinked, disbelief in her eyes.