Chapter 25

XxX 3 days after the betrayal XxX

When I wake up that morning, I feel terrible, my body hurts, my head feels like I just took drugs and I've got the attention to kick something out of the window and let it fall on an innocent person walking by.

I go to the living room and sit down on the couch, I run through the channels on the TV till I'm sure there's nothing good on. I walk to the bookcase and grab a few movies, I walk to the kitchen and grab a few things, chocolate bars, cake, sweet bread with something very sticky in the middle, ice and even popcorn, there's nothing else in the house, I think I've to do some shopping today...

I walk back to the living room, dumb all the food on the table and start a movie marathon of Dying Young, Titanic, Avatar, The wedding daze, Romeo and Juliet, PS I love you and more romantic or tragedy movies... I hate myself, I miss Dante, I want him here with me. I watch the movies and know I'll never be hold, kissed or loved like that. I cry my eyes out and then notice I never cried about something stupid like this, I'm a grown ex-assassin and spy, almost killed my friends and now I'm crying because I won't be loved ever again… it's tragically.

I watch the movies till it's almost evening, I didn't eat anything healthy, didn't move from the couch and just crying about my lonely self, I'm so stupid... I'm so STUPID!

Somewhere in the film Griffin and Phoenix, I fall asleep and wake when it's in the end, when she sees the Christmas presents and realizes it's Christmas.

I start crying again when they're together, looking at the Christmas tree. I think of the last time I celebrated Christmas with my family and look around. there's nobody to call with Christmas, there's nobody who will give me a present or I can give a present. I'm alone, I don't have family... I don't have a family.

I stop the DVD before I get more depressed but I know it's already the end of the movie. I sight deeply and try to calm myself down, after all these years... I broke down.

I walk to the window, open the doors and hear an ambulance passing by, I look at the full moon and notice it has been one month since I was in Greece, one month ago, I met my future self, one month ago... everything was still intact and fine. Yes... one month ago.

I don't have friends, because I betrayed them. I don't have Klaus, because I killed him. I don't have family, because they got murdered.

That's it!

I sight deeply and narrow my eyes, I walk to my bedroom, open the closet and grab a suitcase from the floor of my closet. I open it and throw the catsuit on the bed, I turn the box around and let everything fall on the bed.

I start to chance myself into the catsuit and the boots, I choose the suit with the sleeves apart from the suit and grab a long raincoat, light brown, like kaki, with black buttons. I get it on and grab a pair of sunglasses.

XxX

A few hours later I'm walking through the wood of Amsterdam, also called in Dutch: Het Amsterdamse bos. It's dark and in the middle of the night, I soon see my old house and my footsteps slow down. I wish Dante was here... walking closer to the house and opening the door with Forceslip, I let myself in, it's exactly how I left it, only dustier and the lights aren't on.

I slowly walk to the living room, the blood is still on the floor, the blood of my parents, the window is still broken, from my aunt flying through the window.

Memories flash back before my eyes, I hear the screams in my head, the barking of Zilver, Zane pulling me towards the window to escape...

I feel tears well up in my eyes, I slowly walk back, to the stairs, when I'm standing before my old room I look at the bed, it's still how I left it, it seems like yesterday when I sat there, with my dad... he gave me the amulet that night.

I walk to the window and feel tears roll down my cheeks, I bite on my lower lip. The full moon is shining inside the room, lighting it up.

I walk to the closet, when I open it, there are some leftovers from what once my clothes were, not very much clothes left, I took a few to the Foster home, but I left most, the blue dress which I wore on the night my family went to some place in the forest, to play. The little red shoes I wore with Christmas, who matched the green dress with the red ribbons. I remember Zane telling me I looked like the Christmas tree, but when my sisters came downstairs, he had only eye for them, because they looked like the Christmas balls.

Walk to the room of my sister, there's blood on the wall and the floor... I quickly pass that room, it's like they're looking at me from that room, and now following me, I feel their eyes pinch into my back.

I open the bathroom door, and see the open window, it's still open, the window what was our escape. I feel my heart tear into a thousand pieces, I sink on the ground and wish I took someone with me, to support me, but there's nobody I could have asked... I am alone.

I feel a gentle breeze brush my skin and look at the hallway, it's like they're standing there, watching me, telling me it's alright, I don't have to be afraid, I'll never be alone.

'You're never gonna be alone
From this moment on, if you ever feel like letting go,
I won't let you fall...
You're never gonna be alone
I'll hold you 'til the hurt is gone.' I sing softly, remembering how my father and I sang that when everybody else was off and we cleaned the house while singing this at loud along with the radio. We had so much fun that day.

I slowly get up and walk to my mother and father's room, when I come in I smile softly.

Everything is still intact. I remember...

(Flashback)

I walk to my parent's room and look inside. I see my father searching for his shoes and my mother is sitting before the make-up table, she's wearing a long yellow dress and her hair is pulled up with a yellow ribbon. Around her arms are two yellow gloves and she looks at me through the mirror. I smell my mother's perfume, the sweet perfume I always liked.

'Mom, will I be just as beautiful as you one day?' I look at her, her still young face and the beautiful smile I used to get.

'You will be even more beautiful' My father lays a hand on my shoulder.

'And will I have the same smile as she does?' I look at my father, who smiles too.

'You already have the beautiful smile of your mother' he kisses me on the forehead and I giggle softly.

'Mommy... will you learn me how to use that stuff when I'm as old as you' I point at the make-up on the table and she chuckles softly.

'You learn when you're older Zhalia, don't worry, time will come and you know when you're ready...' she stands up and lays her feet in the two yellow pumps. Around her neck hangs a beautiful piece of jewelry. The necklace my father gave her. He gave it to her when they were married for ten years, I know it. Also, around her wrist is a matching bracelet and in her ears are two matching earrings.

'You know Zhalia, if you stay this sweet and kind, you'll get those jewelry, one day' my dad lifts me up and dances with me through the room, I laugh loudly and see my mother smile at us.

That beautiful smile.

(End Flashback)

I swallow, and slowly walk to the make-up table. I open a tray and pick up the black velvet box. I open it and see the whole jewelry collection, with the ring she didn't wear that evening. The white diamonds and silver metal.

I sit back on the bed and look at the diamonds, this was the most expensive thing that was in our house, this box, with these jewelry. I close the box and put it in the purse around my shoulder, I walk to the make-up table again and pick up the perfume, spray it in the air and smell the sweet smell of my mother. When I look into the mirror, I -for one moment- see my mother standing behind me, smiling at me and laying her hand on my shoulder, my father is standing on the other side of me, smiling proudly at me. And there is the most beautiful smile I've seen, my mother's smile. When they're faded away I lay my hand on my shoulder, where her hand just lay.

I walk downstairs, straight to the bookshelf. I pick out a photo album and shove it onto the big purse, I can't look at it now, I don't have the time.

I walk to the kitchen and then to the backyard, I look at the shed and walk to the basement, when I'm making my way down I look around, it's still the same old basement. I look at the place where Zane and I hold each other, we were so scared. I've always been afraid of basements, I don't like them, the memories come back when I go down a basement and I don't like those memories. Full of fear and sadness.

When I want to turn away from this place that gives me the creeps, the door shuts behind me, I hear something lock the door and I run upstairs, I try to open the door but there's no moving possible.

I sink on the stairs, I feel my body shiver and I know there's something bad going on outside, who trapped me? I see the evening back before my eyes, hear the sounds of the fight above me, I shiver, sob softly, afraid of the dark and the basement.

Then I start pounding on the door and then kick it, store it and at last I fire "Touchram" and it opens.

When I'm standing outside I hear someone or something move in the bushes, I run to it and when I shove them away there's nothing.

'I know you're there, show yourself or I'll have to attack again' I walk back to the backyard and then feel something grabbing my waist, I fall on the ground with the thing above me and I look up to see a woman with long brown hair, green eyes, a pale skin and a killer look in her eyes, I turn around and get upside her, I'm trying to kill her with holding my hands around her throat, trying to suffocate her till my eyes grow wide and I let go of her.

'Tiffany? Is that you?' I look at her, with disbelieve.

'Who are you and what are you doing here?' she pulls out a knife and points it at my chest, I smile at her, the little neighbor girl, when I see her more in the light she's younger than I expected her to be, she's eighteen years old, the daughter of the woman living a few trees away from here.

'You've grown so much' I get off her, but see her not moving a muscle, ready for an attack on me.

'Answer the question!' is her answer, I put of my sunglasses and she looks at me, after a while her eyes grow wide, the knife falls on the ground and she slowly walks backwards.

'That's impossible! They told us you were death! They told us...' she starts to breathe heavily.

'I'm not death'.

'How do I know you're not? You even talk English' she looks at me like I'm a ghost, not very surprising if they told her I died years ago.

'Oh, geloof me, I speek nog steeds Nederlands'* I grin at her, her mouth forms a smile and she then hugs me *(Oh, believe me, I still speak Dutch).

'Ik kan het niet geloven! Je leeft!'* She then looks into my eyes 'Je leeft nog steeds...'**. *(I can't believe it! You're alive!), **(You're still alive...).

'Geloof het nou maar, ik ben hier echt, ik ben nooit dood gegaan'*. *(Believe it already, I'm really here, I never died).

'Wat doe je hier?'*. *(What are you doing here?).

'Herinneringen ophalen'*. *(Just, getting back my memories).

XxX Two days later XxX

After I met Tiffany again, we talked a lot about the past, she helped me with a few details about what happened that evening, for a "then" five year old girl, she remembered quite a lot. She told me, she asked a lot to her mother and she couldn't forget me, that day I played with her in the backyard, our backyard. And that evening there were much cars, a helicopter and people walking around the house.

She also told me, her mother was the one calling the Huntik Foundation about this attack.

The next day, I ate with her and her mother, her mother told me about my parents, they were ex-Foundation agents. They worked for the Foundation in their early years but stopped when they married and wanted to have a family.

She also told me my father's good friend was nobody less than Eaton Lambert, who found Zane and me, in the basement that night. I slowly started to remember it, when he told us everything was going to be alright.

I also remembered myself in Ireland, not very much, but I was seven years old and I was playing with a young boy, a young three year old boy with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I now know that must have been Lok.

I thought the kid was useless, but I knew him all my life long, maybe that's why I always felt some kind connection with him. When Tiffany and I got back to the house, we found a picture of us and the Lambert family, it seemed like my father was a really good friend of Eaton.

I saw pictures of me and Cathy, of me and Lok, I wonder why Sandra didn't recognize me in the vacation. On the other hand, I was seven years old then, I must have grown up very much, yeah duhh... Of course I've grown up!

When I asked her why she was around the house that evening, she told me she was still walking around the house very often, she told me there were some people that tried to get into the house, but she scared them of with her knife, pretending she was a crazy killer girl.

When I come home two days later I start to think about it and try to solve the puzzle of the murderers of my family, why did they kill us? But why did they come unprepared? If it was planned they knew there were two more children, but they didn't search for Zane nor me. So they only knew about my parents.

I think and think, till I give up a day later. I notice it has already been a week since I betrayed everyone and I start to write everything in my diary.

I slowly start to think that they didn't want me to left that day, I saw it in Dante's eyes, but he knew it was the best for me, so he let me go...

I sight deeply and grab my phone, I've to know what they're up to. But I don't know where they are... wait, I still have my spy skills... I can always heck into the Foundation computer…

XxX Next day, on the hotel in Turkey XxX

After I checked into the hotel and took the room in front of the team's.

I left my stuff and made my way to the jungle. Only they were crazy enough to go into the Turkey's jungle.

Maybe they need my help, it's already getting dark and I feel I'm lost when I see a few old statues and know where I have to be.

XxX A while later XxX

I see Dante starting to leave and interrupt him by walking towards the queen and her servant, I'm so lucky I did some research when I was on the plane.

'Who is this? more outsiders? How can this be?' asks the queen, who is – as much as I can see- just a kid. I walk towards the big wooden thing that looks like a spoon, do some water in it and throw it over the statue's head, I bow before the statue and hear them talk about me.

'She knows our ways perfectly'.

I walk closer to the blonde haired woman with bandage around her arm 'You're second in command right?' I ask in a low and very thick amazon accent 'I'd like to request an audience with the queen'.

'What is your business?'.

'To invoke the Amazon law of combat and to challenge the queen for leadership of the tribe' I see them all gasp air and grin mentally, that queen holds the ring, she'll never give it away, so when I win this combat, I'll get it from her.

A few seconds later they give me a spear and we start the duel, everybody is standing around us.

'You can't let Hippolyta fight, she's just a girl! What if she gets hurt?' Still the caring girl, that Sophie Casterwill. But what she doesn't know is that I'm not going to hurt that little girl, very much. I just need to keep her busy, if I win, I just have to get that ring.

'The amazon law of combat, hasn't been called upon in two hundred years, but I have faith in my queen' answers the second in command.

'This is pretty messed up, what about the Organization?' asks Lok, still all about the Organization.

I attack, she ducks for my spear and attacks again, I jump over her with a high jump and she rolls away on the ground.

'Just as I thought' I hear Dante comment, that pisses me off a bit, after all those days, he still knows everything...

'Mister Vale, I'm here to collect the legendary titan of Body for safe keeping, it's in your best interest to hand it over' Rassimov walks towards us, followed by a few suits in ugly costumes.

'You ladies, should clear out' Dante tells the Amazons.

'We cannot stop a duel, no matter what, it is Amazon law' answers the blonde woman.

I store Hippolyta against her shoulder and she falls on her knees.

'You'll leave me no choice' says the girl than 'Repulse!'.

Somewhere I saw that one coming 'Armorbrand' I protect myself with the blue shield and smile softly when she seems shocked.

'You're a seeker?' she asks me very confused, but I kick her softly of her feed, so the only pain she'll have is by falling on the ground, the Amazon women all gasp air. The team is still busy fighting the Organization.

'You're conserving your strength, waiting for something aren't you?' asks Rassimov, I feel the shivers run down my spine, his voice... it's so... evil and cold, I still don't trust him, I never trusted him. I still know how much strength he has and how much power he holds, and I'll never forget that.

'I've lost' says the girl, bowing for me, her voice sad.

'Then you must hand over the symbol of queen ship' she wants to take off the crown, to give it to me. I shake my head. The crown - what is what I see- a freaky head that doesn't fit my hair color.

'Not that' I shake my head slowly 'Your mother must have given you something special before she died, something like a ring'. She grabs the ring around her neck and looks at it, this must be hard for her, giving something away she got from her death mother, but it's not for her to have it, neither for me.

'All she left me was this' says the girl, holding the golden ring, it's shining in the sunset.

'That's it! Bubblelift' I let the accent fall down and look at the ring in the bubble 'So, here it is' I hear something I don't want to hear, Dante moaning in pain, I gasp air when I look at him, my eyes wide, I can't be too late! No! I'm not! I look into his eyes for one moment, he looks at me with his eyes filled with pain and the begging me to help him. I feel the urge to blow up my cover and I do so.

I look at the ring, it doesn't hold any curse, I jump in the air and throw the cape on the ground.

'Dante! I think you should have this!' I throw the ring at him, Rassimov gasp air in unbelief while Dante uses that shock to get out of his grip and jump into the air, to the ring, catches is and bonds with it right away.

The weather chances, Dante's floating in the air while I run to the two teens, they say something like HI but are more looking at Dante. The sky is dark and thunder is hunting through the air, the wind blows around and plays with my hair, I look at Dante, for one moment we hold eye contact, I see happiness and thanks.

'What's happening?' asks Lok.

'Mister Rassimov, this is not your day' says Dante with a little grin while he's flying in the air 'Legendary titan... Behemoth!' he invokes the titan, I hold my breath, I would never have managed to invoke a legendary titan after a fight.

After the Organization ran away, Dante let the titan go back into its amulet, he was exhausted, thought, not showing it. I walk over to him and help him stand when he is about to sink through his legs. He smiles an "Hello" and I smile back at him, softly.

We eat with Amazons and in the end Sophie dances with the women while Lok and Cherit are playing a game with a few little girls, and I am just looking at the fire, trying to stay warm, thought, it's still hot.

I slap a musket death on my arm and growl when I notice it already got me. I sight when I feel the itchiness already coming, I start to scratch the red bumb and try to kill other muskets that are trying to stab me.

'Zhalia...' I hear Dante coming closer, sitting next to me. I try not to give in to the itchiness.

'Yes?' I turn myself to him, hoping there's not a big red bumb on my forehead.

'I'm glad you came back, we would never have won this battle if it wasn't for you to get the legendary titan, thought, you gave it to me, and not bond it yourself, why?'.

'I... I don't think I'm the one who should lead a legendary titan, my days as a power-seeking-agent are over. I also thought, this was still your mission ánd I think I could never have bonded with the titan myself' I look at the fire, than at him.

'Well, I'm glad you're back on the team'.

'I didn't say I was back'.

'But you are right?'.

'Well, if you can forgive me for what I've done to you all, i still feel pretty bad about it'.

'We forgave you a week ago Zhalia, we'll always forgive you, people make bad moves, mistakes. They do make wrong choices, that's how life works' he looks at me, with a little smile 'Are you having trouble with the muskets? You're all under the red bumbs, not talking about you trying not to be obvious killing the flies'.

'No! What are you talking about?' I ask him, trying to ignore the musket on my nose. Dante laughs and sweeps the mosquito away with his thumb.

'I think your red nose looks kinda cute on you' he grins.

I turn red and scratch my back then, something that is killing me, my whole body is itchy. Dante smiles, looking at me.

'Fine, maybe these things always have to get me, but I swear, if they don't eat me tonight I'll be one big red bumb. And if that happened I'll burn this forest down till every musket is gone' I scratch my nose and see Dante starting to chuckle.

'Here, take this' he gives me his jacket and I smile when I notice they don't bite me through the coat, when I'm wearing it. I smell Dante's smell and smile softly 'What about you?'.

'Nah, they don't like my blood' he moves a little closer to him and I do automatically the same.

I close my eyes and close the trench coat a little bit more, I smell Dante's smell and wonder how he does it, why does he smell so good?

'So… like my coat huh?' he asks, I open my eyes and look at him, the devilish smile. I know what he means but I just act like I don't.

'What'd you mean? If you ask if it keeps me save from being eaten by muskets. Yes I like the coat' I smile when I see the shock in his eyes and when I feel the corners of my mouth raise I see him starting to laugh.

'You know what I meant, I can almost hear you think "This coat smells so good"' he grins at me, I feel the smile fade and look back into the fire, I don't want to talk about my feelings, and certainly not when Dante is joking about them.

'Sorry, Zhalia I didn't mean… I'm sorry. It was just a joke. It's not like… we've had something, just something most girls think when I borrow them my coat' he sounds shocked form my reaction.

'You borrow your coat to other girls?' I raise one eyebrow, now it's his time to blush deeply red.

'Well sometimes…' he starts but I shake my head holding up one hand.

'Trust me, I don't want to know'.

'My friends, I need you to see something' Hippolyta stands in front of us, we get up and follow her into the Castle.

'This is what your friend Metz left behind' she gives us a chest full of stuff.

'Don't you think it's weird?' asks Lok then 'I mean, Metz gave you this key, but the legendary titan wasn't even in here'.

'What Metz wants is in this chest, not in my hand' answers Dante, looking at the key in his hand, when he opens the chest I feel my heart stop for a moment.

In the chest lays a photo of Metz and a beautiful woman, married. And there's a dress, a wedding dress…

XxX That evening in the plane XxX

'Dante, have a problem with it if I borrow your coat a little longer? It's… kinda cold and well…' I don't really know a very good other reason except for wanting to keep the coat on because it smells and feels so good.

'No, no problem, keep it as long as you need' he nods at me, still flying, Lok and Sophie are sleeping. I take the seat next to him and look at the night sky.

'We'll get in Germany early in the morning, Metz will be waiting there for us' explains Dante when I see we're not heading to Venice Airport.

'Dante…' I start.

'Yes?'.

'No, nothing' I shake my head.

'Zhalia. You know you can tell me everything, right?'.

'Well... It's about Lok...' I see him look at me, curiosity on his face.

'What's with me?' Lok walks over to us, still yawning from his sleep.

'You're awake…' starts Dante, but I cut him off by my story.

'When I was home last week. I took the chance to go back to my old house, the one where my family and I used to live. I found pictures and other things there but that's none of importance right now. I met my old friend Tiffany again, we were very good friends back then. Her mother knows about the Huntik Foundation and she was the one who called them when we were attacked, the night my parents got killed. It happened to be... that my parents were in their younger years, Foundation agents too. I was then too young, to understand, I didn't know about the whole titan world. Anyway, they stopped doing missions to start a family. But, the big thing is that my father and Eaton, you father Lok, were good friends. I've been in your house before when I was seven years old, your father was the man who found Zane and me in the basement when my family got murdered. Our families are related' I look at him, his eyes are wide open and I sight, I reach for my belt bag and take a picture out of it, I give it to him. It's a picture of me and him, together, he's sitting on the floor, as a three year old, with a car in his arms and I'm sitting next to him, my arm around his shoulders and smiling brightly. On the back is written: "Zhalia Moon (7) And Lok Lambert (3) Christmas evening".

I look at him. His eyes grow wide. Dante also looks socked.

'You mean my father and your father were friends? But... if that's the truth, my mother would have recognized you before! On the vacation!'.

'Lok... I've grown a lot in the latest years, then, I didn't even know about seekers or titans, I was just a normal girl. Zane and I got into the foster home and we never saw your parents again, which means... she couldn't have recognized me, it has been years ago, twelve to be exact. And we didn't mention my back name on the vacation'.

'Well, I'll call her when it's morning, for now, I'll go back to sleep' he holds the picture, walking back to his chair and looking at it before falling asleep again.

I sight softly and lay my head back in the chair, I look at the sky and don't feel very tired.

'You must sleep to Zhalia, it has been a very long night' Dante lays his hand on my upper leg and looks at me, while holding the wheel.

'If you get tired, just wake me. I'll take it over from you' I lay my head back again and pull my legs on the chair, my boots in the back of the plane and Dante's coat still around my body. I hum the song my father and I sang that day and smile softly, my eyes grow heavy and I know Dante's listening.

'You're never gonna be alone
From this moment on, if you ever feel like letting go,
I won't let you fall.
When all hope is gone, I know that you can carry on.
We're gonna see the world out,
I'll hold you 'til the hurt is gone.
I'm gonna be there always,
I won't be missing one more day,
I'm gonna be there always,
I won't be missing one more day' I softly sing the last part and then feel my eyes slowly close, falling asleep with the song in the back of my head.

XxX One day later XxX

When we're knocking in the door of Metz' house in Germany, I feel very nervous. What will he do to me? punish me that's for sure, probably pay back or maybe prison... Well I'm ready for it, I think.

'It seems the cats only hits the fool, who removes the legendary titan sealed away from its resting place' starts Metz when we're standing in his room 'You pulled it off'.

'To see you feeling better, any risk was worth it' Dante smiles, he smiles just like the time when he told me about his younger sister.

My thought go to the things that can happen next... till I hear Metz say '... I'm glad to meet your team'.

'The pleasure is ours' chuckles the young teenage girl.

'Sophie Casterwill, I cannot express my gratitude for the help you've given the Foundation'.

It's silence for a short moment I know I've to do this, I step forwards, holding my elbow with one hand.

'Sir, I've come to turn myself in, I'm a spy who infiltrated your group and reported on all its secrets' I look at him, I feel the fear running through my body, I guess this is the end. For one moment I regret I am here, but then I hear him speak.

'Yes, I about heard that, and suddenly the Huntik Foundation can't let the enemies' spy go, so we won't. We make you a member, an official Foundation operative'.

I feel my heart jump for a moment, the whole world is standing still and I feel tears of happiness well up in my eyes, I've never cried off happiness before, I never thought I would do such a sentimental thing. Like winning a Miss American price and thanking everybody.

'Yeah? I-I I mean yes please, thank you' I feel my hands go to my eyes to hide them for the teens who're looking at me, but I feel Dante's arm around my shoulders and lean a little closer to him.

This is it, I'll have to move soon, the Organization will find out about this and if they know... I'll be screwed.

Metz tells Lok about his father and I soon remember the friendship between Lok's father and mine, when he's done with his story I step forwards again.

'Sir, I also... when I was gone I did research about my parents murderers. I met an old friend, who told me about my parents being ex-Foundation operatives, my father once joined a team with Lok's father, who was the one that found my brother and me in the basement on that very evening. Do you know him? My father?' I look at the man.

'What was his name?' asks Metz than.

'His name was Zac, Zac Moon. And my mother was named Zelina Emerald' I look at him and then grab my purse from the ground, I take the photo bucket out of it and show him the picture.

'Yes, now I remember, you mother was even a very good friend of mine, a long time ago. Also, your father was a very loyal Foundation agent, when they met he was so romantic, she was good for him, and he knew that. It's a shame they got murdered. After they quit the Foundation, he didn't came around very much, and when he did, he was with Eaton. I don't know who killed them, my dear. I only know that the people who did kill your parents, were the same people who were after Eaton, they were a team back there for two years, I think they discovered something, they shouldn't have known' Metz looks at me.

'I wonder what that was…' I bite on my lower lip and close my eyes.

'I'm sorry, but I don't know anything else, your father was a good man and a very good father, when he came here he couldn't stop talking about you, you look like your mother but I see and have heard about you, you're just like him from the inside. Zhalia, your father was very proud on you and your siblings' Metz nods at me and I nod back, swallowing.

'Thanks'.

XxX

Soon, we're back on the airport, I say goodbye to Dante and the teens, but give Lok the photo bucket before he leaves 'That's for if you're bored, I also know it's full of pictured of your family and mine. I thought you'd like to have a look at it' I smile softly and he nods.

'I'll look at it, bye Zhalia' he waves and we separate our ways, right to our homes, in Venice and Rotterdam.

TBC