After Edward and Roland had dropped Misty off, Roland had told Edward to go back to the mansion so he could get Seto some fresh clothes. Then Edward took him back to the hospital once Roland had the extra set of clothes.

"Here you go sir, some fresh clothes for you," Roland announced as he walked in.

"Thank you Roland," Seto replied and gestured where he could put his clothes. He was still in shock and disbelief that he'd just escaped certain death. Why did she help him? She didn't know him, she owed him nothing, and she could've let him die right there and leave Mokuba in a nightmare… but she didn't… nothing mattered to her except him being ok… He owed his life to her…and he hated it; he hated owing anybody ANYTHING. How could he pay her back? He would need to figure something out. Since she was his assistant, he could ferret out a way for him to pay her back somehow. The thought that she was his assistant made him melt in relaxation. He and Mokuba FINALLY had some help to get everything done! No more torturous interviews! It was heavenly bliss knowing he, Mokuba, and Misty could focus on tackling the mountain of work together. He glanced skyward and smiled and whispered "Thank you!"

"Who are you whispering to, Seto?" Mokuba asked.

"Whoever sent Misty to us," Seto answered quickly.

"Don't waste your second chance!" a voice inside his head boomed.

"Yeah! She's an angel! I'm so glad she found us!" he agreed. Seto nodded.

"We can certainly relax a little now. I just hope she's strong enough to keep up with all our work," Seto remarked.

"Oh, I have no doubt she will be. The only thing we really have to worry about doing with her is teaching her how to duel," Mokuba replied.

"She doesn't know how to duel?" Seto asked incredulously.

"No, but she seems teachable. Plus, she has a Wingweaver that she keeps for sentimental reasons; her brother gave it to her because Wingweaver reminded him of her, so she treasures it. It's like how you treasure your Blue Eyes," Mokuba answered, trying to sell her up a little more. Seto thought about it with his lips pursed. Well, he figured he could at least give her a try. If Mokuba liked her enough to hire her, how bad could she be? "Plus she has office experience when she worked with her dad in a doctor's office, so we know she can be confidential about particular information, and she had a lot of valuable insight as to what it's like working in a theme park. I think we struck gold with her," Mokuba added.

Not too long later, a nurse came in and said that visiting hours were over and that Mokuba and Roland had to go home.

"See you tomorrow after school big bro!" Mokuba bade. "Get some good rest," he commanded.

"Alright," Seto replied and watched him and Roland leave as the nurse closed the door. He sighed as he lay there. He watched TV for a little while before he got tired enough to sleep. He turned off the TV and fell asleep. He woke up a few times from a couple nightmares, but found himself dreaming about her. He felt strangely at peace seeing her in his dreams. It was probably because he couldn't wait for her to work.


The next day after Misty had done a little grocery shopping and put everything away, she got back on the bus and decided to go to the hospital to visit her new boss. She figured it would be a nice gesture. He was probably bored out of his mind. Plus, she figured it would be a nice opportunity to get to know each other informally. She wanted to start off on the right foot with him and make him feel at ease. She stopped at the nearest coffee shop to the hospital and got some coffee and hot chocolate. She went inside the hospital and headed to the room, waiting for the elevators on the way.


Inside Seto's room, he was utterly bored; the TV only helped alleviate some of the boredom, but not for too long. He felt an itch to work, but alas, he promised Mokuba that he wouldn't work until Monday.

"What am I supposed to do until Monday?" he asked himself.

"Spend time with Mokuba, doing brotherly things," his inner self retorted.

"I suppose. I just hate work piling up," Seto answered uneasily.

"Hey, that's what Misty's for now. Your body is desperate for a few days from work, even though your fingers are itching to. Just enjoy your time off," his inner self commanded.

"Fine." Seto sighed. He got a little jealous of the other patients getting visitors.

"You're jealous?" his inner self asked.

'Yes… at least they have people to talk to… I only have the nurses…" Seto replied.

"Well Mokuba will be coming after school to see you, there's that," his inner self pointed out.

"Hours from now… what am I supposed to do in the meantime? There's nothing much on TV," Seto complained. His inner self contemplated that. "That's what I thought…"

"Well, you can ask a nurse for some pencil and paper and draw something? You can play games on your phone?"

"I don't feel like it…" Seto protested.

"Hey, I'm just offering ideas to occupy yourself with…"

"I know!" Seto growled and sighed.

Misty then got an elevator and walked to his room and knocked. Seto immediately looked at the door and was surprised.

"Misty? What are you doing here?" Seto asked.

"I came to visit, informally. I figured you'd want to get to know me a little, since we're going to be working closely together," Misty explained.

"Holy crap! It's like she's a mind reader!" Seto's inner self exclaimed gleefully.

"I'll say," Seto agreed. "Alright," he said aloud and waved her in to sit with him. Misty entered the room and handed the coffee to him.

"I figured you'd like some coffee," she said as she sat down. Seto was surprised.

"And she brought you coffee too! Jackpot!" Seto had to admit that was a pleasant surprise. He sipped it carefully and he melted in the bliss that was coffee.

"Thank you," Seto thanked her.

"You're welcome," Misty said casually as she sipped her hot chocolate.

"What are you drinking?" Seto asked curiously.

"Hot chocolate. I don't care too much for the taste of coffee unless it has flavored creamer and sugar. I prefer hot chocolate on nippy days like this, or warm tea," she told him.

"I see," Seto replied as he continued to melt as he enjoyed his coffee. There was a quiet companionable silence as they enjoyed their beverages together.

"So, Mokuba tells me we will have to teach you how to duel," Seto began.

"Yeah?" Misty confirmed.

"Do you pick things up pretty quickly? We don't have time to waste," Seto told her curtly.

"I would say so," Misty replied.

"Good… so, I guess Wingweaver would be your favorite then?"

"I suppose," Misty shrugged. "It's simply my favorite because my brother gave me her to bring good luck. I guess if I was to have a deck, I'd want cards that work best with her," she answered.

"Alright then. So, you worked at a theme park?"

"I worked at 2 of San Antonio's main theme parks- SeaWorld, and Six Flags Fiesta Texas. It was fun," Misty replied.

"Tell me more about your times working there," Seto prompted. Misty recanted some of her memories from her time she worked in the theme parks. Seto was fascinated.

"All good information," Seto answered coolly.

"I suppose. To me, they're simply fun memories," Misty replied nonchalantly.

"So, what brought you here?" Seto asked curiously. There had to be a reason she was here to swoop in and save him at the last minute.

"I always wanted to come to Japan, and with a big blessing from God, I was finally able to come. I ended up in Domino, and I really enjoyed the culture here, so I decided to stay. I just got settled in about a week ago, and then I saw your urgent ad, and here we are," Misty recanted.

"So the urgency of my ad caught your attention?" Seto clarified.

"Yes. I figured it would be easier to get hired, and I got the interview set up and did some research on what the company was about and what you were looking for, and prepared. I was surprised how young you are, and the fact that you looked quite ill. And I was shocked when your appendix burst. Honestly, I was a bit scared too. I didn't want to witness a death like that. And before I even came into the office, I felt a strange protective instinct coil like a rattlesnake inside me, and when it happened, it struck and flung me out of my chair. I had to help you," Misty explained.

"Wow," Seto remarked. "Thank you, again," he admitted reluctantly.

"You're welcome. Is it so hard for you to say thank you?" she asked, observing the reluctance in saying it.

"Yes…" Seto admitted awkwardly. "Why is that so important?" he snapped.

"Hey, I'm just curious… no need to snap at me," Misty retorted. He was a little taken aback by her sharp tone.

"If you must know, I find it uncomfortable when people do things for me…" he admitted awkwardly.

"It's not the end of the world if someone does something for you," Misty pointed out.

"I've had to rely on myself so long, it feels weird… plus then I feel like I owe that person something in return, and I HATE owing people anything… it makes me feel like they have some power over me…" he admitted.

"Oh, I see," Misty replied. "You know, sometimes favors are good. A little tit for tat greases the wheel." He looked at her with a sour look. She shrugged nonchalantly.

"So, how are you going to repay me for saving your life, staying with you, and getting you coffee?" she teased. He missed the teasing tone and had an annoyed look.

"I should've known you were going to demand something," he snarled.

"Will you RELAX? I was teasing you. I told you what happened in the office and why I came here today, remember?" Misty retorted. He pursed his lips a little.

"You're going to have to work on lightening up," Misty remarked.

"Why?"

"Because you attract more flies with honey than with vinegar," he looked at her confused.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Seto demanded irritably.

"You attract people and business with sweetness and friendliness rather than with a sour attitude. Besides, people who have sunnier dispositions tend to live longer," Misty explained. Seto gave her a hmph. "By the way, Mokuba told me about your past and told me that you turned cold after Gozaburo drilled it into you." Seto looked at her stunned.

"Why did he tell you that?!" He asked shocked. He wasn't sure he was comfortable with her knowing that, but then got indifferent.

"Because he cares about you and wants you to be like how you used to be, and he enlisted my help to ensure it," Misty retorted.

"Good luck," Seto challenged. There was a smile that crept on her face.

"Just watch," she replied smugly.

"You seem sure about yourself," Seto observed.

"I've been known to charm my way into people's hearts," Misty replied looking at her nails indifferently. "I've already charmed my way into Mokuba's, it's only a matter of time when I get to yours," she replied with a confident smile. "I'm already partway there, if yesterday was any evidence." Seto was being stubborn and didn't want to admit any part of it.

"Anyways, so I'm sure there are more things you want to know, hm?" Misty asked changing the subject.

"So, what is San Antonio like?" Seto asked. "Is it anything like the movies?"

"Depends on the movie. If you're referring to old westerns, oh hell no it isn't anything like that. If you've seen modern movies featuring San Antonio, sort of. San Antonio is a pretty friendly city, overall. On a scale from 1-10 on the friendliness scale, San Antonio is about 7.5. It's also a pretty historic city, it's the 7th largest city in the U.S., and continues to grow, but it also has a small town feel. We host many tourists, from all over the world. We have Market Square, The Riverwalk, SeaWorld, Six Flags, other theme parks like Morgan's Wonderland and Splashtown. We also have our 5x Champion San Antonio Spurs, and our 2 week long party, Fiesta, and Battle of Flowers Day, which is our own special holiday. In the summers it gets REALLY hot, January is pretty chilly, and sometimes the weather changes quickly. It can be warm and sunny for a while, then suddenly a front blows through or something and it gets chilly and wet, and sometimes back to a bit warm. The roads and drivers could be better, but we also have GREAT food too," Misty described.

"Sounds interesting. So, did you always want to come to Japan?"

"Yes," Misty answered matter of factly.

"Well, it's good you managed to come," he replied with a genuine tone.

"Thank you," Misty replied with a smile. Seto nodded.

"So, what kind of things do you like to do in your free time?" Seto asked awkwardly. He was not very good at regular social interactions. He had to always be…on and be cocky, but she could give it right back to him, and it was nice to have someone to talk to in order to pass the time.

"I enjoy reading, writing, arts and crafts, anime, cosplay at conventions, shopping, sometimes hunting," Misty answered.

"Hunting?" Seto asked in surprise. He was not expecting that from her.

"Yeah, when I was younger, my daddy would take me hunting. I was raised as one too. The meat was plentiful and tasty," Misty recanted fondly.

"I never met a hunter before… "Seto admitted.

"You have now," Misty corrected him.

"That's true. What do you like to read?" He wasn't sure if he wanted to go down that road of conversation with her, so he had changed the subject.

"I read a wide variety. I do like romance novels, suspenseful thrillers, sci-fi, fantasy, comedies, classics, how-to books," Misty answered. Seto nodded impressed. She was pretty educated. He noticed a ring on her right hand; it was a silver class ring.

"You graduated college?" he asked.

"Yep! Twice!" Misty replied proudly as she showed her college ring.

"Nice. What was your major?" Seto asked curiously.

"English," Misty answered.

"That explains how you're such a literary enthusiast. What did you want to do with that?"

"I had wanted to be an English teacher, but it just didn't work out…" Misty replied, the smile fading from her face.

"Why not?" Seto asked curiously.

"Just didn't work out… and I had changed my mind," Misty answered. "Since then, I've been trying to find something else I enjoy," she added with a bit of heaviness in her voice.

"What do you want to do?" Seto asked curiously.

"Write and art, but I'll do that in my free-time. I work to support myself," Misty answered. Seto was curious about something. She was pretty interesting.

"If you could work anywhere, where would you work?" Seto asked.

"I'm fine where I am, working with you and Mokuba," Misty answered quickly. He searched for signs of deception on her face, but couldn't find anything. He was worried she wouldn't be happy working with them.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Even in your fantasies, that's what you want to do?"

"If we're talking fantasy, I'd be a best-selling novelist or an actor, artist, or even a costume designer, but right now I'd prefer something steady and grounded in reality. Plus, God made it pretty clear I'm supposed to be here with you, as if yesterday wasn't evidence enough. Seto squirmed a little. Misty noticed that too. "What?"

"Are you one of those crazy religious nuts?" he asked bluntly. Misty raised an eyebrow.

"No. I never think of myself as religious… I think of it as having a RELATIONSHIP with Jesus and God. I'm thankful for all that God has done for me and blessed me with, and prefer to show love and respect for others and their rights. RELIGION is when man tries to TWIST what the Bible says into an interpretation that is FORCED upon others. There is a HUGE difference. I go by God/Jesus/and the Holy Spirit is all about LOVE, ACCEPTANCE, and RESPECT for everyone. I may not agree with everyone, but I still respect them. Also, I try not to condemn others for their sins because I'm guilty of my own sins, and nobody is perfect. Additionally, I believe that God/Jesus/and the Holy Spirit want you to be happy. That is what I believe, plus I have evidence in my own life that He exists," Misty explained.

"Like what?" Seto was fascinated and curious. He still wasn't sure about all this, but was willing to listen to her, with the way she explained it.

"Yesterday. Honestly, when you were saying that demons were getting you, I was genuinely scared that you were going to die on me and that demons were really trying to drag you to hell, but a miracle happened… you got medical help just in the nick of time and you're alive. Other times, I've had so many close calls on the road with idiots, both as a pedestrian, driver and passenger, but I've managed to evade them. I'm also thankful for the friends and family in my life. And I've felt the presence of the Holy Spirit in church. That's just a little bit," Misty explained.

"Wow," Seto remarked. However, he was still not sure and not convinced. "You make some good points, but I'm still not sure nor convinced yet," he admitted to her.

"Fair enough. I'm not going to pressure you, but don't be surprised if I talk about it from time to time. You can make of it what you will," Misty replied.

"Fair enough," Seto agreed. He decided to change the subject. "So, what kind of arts and crafts do you do?"

"I do just about anything, but I especially love painting and loom knitting, and sometimes sewing," Misty replied.

"I'd love to see some of your work," Seto replied. Misty's face cracked with a wide grin.

"Oh, you found a good hot spot to talk about," his inner self remarked.

"Seems like it," Seto agreed and watched as she pulled up her phone and showed him some pictures of some of her work.

"Impressive," he remarked. Misty beamed.

"Thank you," Misty accepted it as a compliment. Seto had to admit she was crafty. Maybe he could figure out a way to apply her creativity somehow.

"Hey Seto," Mokuba greeted as he and Roland came through the door.

"Hey Mokuba," Seto greeted with a smile. He hadn't realized how much time passed as he talked with Misty. He wasn't complaining; she had provided many interesting insights to who he would be working with, and she wasn't so bad.

"Hey Mokuba," Misty greeted with a friendly smile.

"Misty? You're here?" Mokuba asked surprised but smiled back at her. He honestly wasn't expecting to see her until tomorrow, but it was nice that she was here.

"Yeah. I figured he would like to get to know me a little better since you and him would be working with me," Misty explained. Mokuba smiled.

"That was such a great idea!" he told her.

"Thank you," Misty replied modestly.

"So what do you think Seto?" Mokuba asked eagerly.

"She's alright. I got some valuable insight into her personality," Seto admitted. "Plus it was nice that she came to talk to me, and brought me coffee. I was so bored!"

"You brought him coffee?" Mokuba asked Misty.

"Yeah, I figured it would be a nice way to start off on the right foot, and it would make the conversation a little more casual and relaxed," Misty reasoned. Mokuba smiled. She showed a lot of promise in being the person who would help get Seto back to his old self.

"It was nice." Seto agreed. He looked to Roland. "How are things at the office?"

"Well, things are starting to build up," Roland admitted. Seto grimaced a little. Mokuba glared at him.

"No! You're not going to even think about work until Monday!" Mokuba declared to Seto. "I want you to rest!"

"Alright, alright," Seto conceded to satisfy Mokuba.

"I mean it!" Mokuba insisted. Misty and Seto were both surprised at Mokuba's intensity.

"Mokuba, please take it easy," Misty encouraged gently. Mokuba slowly calmed down.

"Sorry," Mokuba apologized and felt awkward.

"It's alright," Misty replied.

"So what all did you two talk about?" Mokuba asked. Misty gave him the short version of what they discussed. Mokuba found it interesting. While they talked, the doctor came in and gave the okay for Seto to be released once he was dressed. Seto was relieved. Misty, Mokuba, and Roland left the room and allowed him to get dressed after the nurse came in and disconnected him from his IV.

"How did you get here Misty?" Mokuba asked as they left the hospital.

"The bus," Misty answered.

"We can take you home again," Mokuba offered.

"I don't want to impose…" Misty began to protest.

"You're not imposing. I want to make sure you get home safe," Mokuba insisted.

"Alright, if you insist. Thank you," Misty thanked him and gave him a nod of thanks.

"Our pleasure, right Seto?" Mokuba nudged his brother.

"Hm? Oh, yeah, sure," he agreed. Misty smiled a little and then got in the limo with them. She sat between Seto and Mokuba, but had a bit of space between them. Mokuba instructed Edward to take Misty back to her apartment. Edward obeyed his instructions and started driving her back to her apartment. It wasn't long before he parked in the same spot and came around to open the door for her.

"Well thank you again," Misty thanked them and then spoke to Edward. "I really appreciate the ride home. Thank you."

"It was my pleasure," Edward replied with a warm smile. It was so nice that she was so appreciative and thanked him. Yeah, it was his job, but it was always a nice feeling to be appreciated. He hoped that Mr. Icy in the backseat didn't scare her off; she seemed to have a good effect on him and Mokuba, and she was so polite. He'd ask Mokuba later if it would be ok to take her back and forth to work and home. Riding the bus wasn't so conducive for her.

"See you tomorrow Misty," Mokuba bade from the open door.

"See you tomorrow Mokuba, Mr. Kaiba," Misty bade with a warm smile before going up the stairs and unlocking her apartment and going in. Edward shut the door, and drove the Kaiba brothers and Roland back to the mansion. Edward pulled Mokuba aside.

"Mokuba, I was wondering if we could take Misty back and forth to work and home in the limo so she doesn't have to ride the bus," Edward suggested.

"Good idea!" Mokuba agreed. Edward nodded and smiled. "Your brother looks a little better than he has in a long while," he pointed out.

"He sure does. I can't wait to see how he'll look after having Misty's help in the office," Mokuba remarked.

"Indeed," Edward agreed and went to put the limo in the garage while Mokuba got the cook to start making dinner and helped Seto get settled in the meantime.


A/N: Thank you for reading ch. 3. I hope you enjoyed it! Just a friendly reminder to leave a review. Reviews= New chapters.