The door to building suddenly flew open, causing me to jerk upright and look towards it. Dante strolled in with a pizza box in hand, stopping short of the door staring at me. His lips soon spread into a grin, "Babe! You're awake!"

I blinked as he walked over to his desk and set the pizza down before heading over to me. "How ya feeling?" He then asked, crouching down in front of me.

"Ok...how long was I out?" I then asked.

"A couple days."

I think my jaw hit the floor...

"A couple days!? It had to have only been just been over night..." I tried telling him.

He laughed, "Yeah right, babe. I've been here the entire time keeping an eye on you." He told me.

"But...Silvius-"

"Is dead." He cut me off while sanding back up, "Your attack had him down for the count and a single bullet from yours truly," He took Ivory out and spun it around his finger, "Put him permanently out." He finished while catching his pistol and grinning.

I shook my head, "That's good." I said before my stomach growled.

My eyes widen slightly before Dante burst out laughing. "Hungry, babe?" He asked, gesturing his hand towards the pizza.

"Slightly..." I admitted.

Dante stood up as I pulled myself off the couch. My legs were a little wobbly but I managed to stay standing and head over to Dante's desk. Dante plopped down in his chair and kicked his feet up onto the desk as I opened the pizza box. The smell of the delicious food made my stomach growl again and Dante chuckle. I stuck my tongue out at him before taking a slice and sitting on his desk. As he took a slice as well, I pointed towards the windows. "What's with all the stuff piled in them?" I asked while taking a bite.

Oh god, that one bite made me feel like I hadn't eaten in ages!

Dante shrugged his shoulders, "Keep the light from blinding you." He answered before taking a bite and pulling the pizza back as the cheese strung out before pulling apart and hitting his chin.

I chuckled, shaking my head while taking another bite, "Where did you go?" I then asked as Dante pulled the hanging cheese into his mouth.

He swallowed before answering, "Out to slay a demon, get some food."

"Oh, ok."

We sat in silence for awhile, just eating our slices of pizza. He finished his and grabbed another. I swore it was the third one.

I was still on my first though; eating slowly while staring at the ground. My mind had drifted back to the recent dream, the one with Wyatt. I wondered if he was still alive and if he might be looking for me. Of course, I wouldn't know. I only knew him from my dream…what if he didn't actually exist?

No, he had to exist. Those dreams where just too real for me to say they were just a figment of my imagination. That, and Silvius knew Michelle, same with Wyatt.

What was the deal with Michelle anyways? All the things she'd done...I scowled. If she really did kill Allison and Ross, then why? What had they done to her? From what I can remember, Allison was an innocent being, kind and gentle. Ross...I don't really remember much of him yet. Maybe another dream might tell me more about him? I don't know...

Anything...

Curse you mind...

"Hey, earth to NoName!" Dante's voice and hits foot nudging my side snapped me out of my thoughts.

I looked at him blinking, "What?" I asked.

"You went silent." He said before nodding his head to the pizza, "You want the last slice?"

I looked at the pizza before at the slice in my hand, the crust remained. I really wasn't hungry anymore, my thoughts having ruined my appetite. "You can have it." I said, managing to eat the crust.

Dante shrugged his shoulder and grabbed the last slice, "Something wrong?" He asked while taking a large bite.

"I-I...I don't really know..." I answered, dropping my head to the floor.

"What'cha mean?" He then asked, his mouth full.

"Just Silvus and those dreams..." I sighed.

Dante swallowed, "Did you have another?"

I stared at the ground for the longest time before slowly nodding my head, "Yeah...do you know anyone named Wyatt?" I asked with a slight hope in my voice.

I looked at him as he scratched his head, "No..." He finally answered.

I hung my head again. Fudge cakes...

"He got something to do with the dreams?" Dante's mouth was yet again full.

"Yeah...I think we were friends or something, I don't really know..."

And I wouldn't know until I had more dreams or could find someone who knew who Wyatt was.

Outside, a figure stood on the roof of a building near by; his gaze plastered on Devil May Cry.