Disclaimer- I don't own the characters, or else Lacie and Jack would have ended up together and the Tragedy never would have happened.

Rant- Okay, so apparently I've been writing down the wrong title, it's supposed to be Sablier not Saliber. And on some sites it's even written down as Sabrie. So out of the three one is right and just know I'm doing my best to fix this slight problem. Thanks for the views and reviews! So were people excited to hear from Lacie? Poor thing seems a little lost doesn't she? Please review, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

My spring break is coming up and I can feel the blue ocean calling for me!

Chapter 6-Those who seek, and those who wish to be sought

Jiri felt herself swaying, she stumbled over slightly and collapsed on a Corinthian column.

Her wrinkled hands trembled with anticipation. A fleeting smile came to the old woman's face, the girl was beginning to remember. Even though she was still lost in the turmoil of confusion, this was still a major stepping-stone compared to the past. When Jiri had first found her some years, decades, centuries prior, time was an unknown essence in the Abyss, the girl could barely last a few minutes without erupting into an endless round of insane laughter. While Lacie had been strange back on Earth, in the Abyss she had redeveloped a childish wonder that bordered on cruelty in some cases.

Jiri shuddered remembering the time she transported to this dimension and found Lacie sitting on the nonexistent floor cutting her wrists open to watch the blood trickle out before the Abyss worked its magic and the cuts were sealed. She would repeat the process over and over, her smile growing more and more deranged. The old woman finally became so alarmed she cut the child's game short and chastised the child on her reckless self-destructive game.

When Jiri was actually physical alive, people often whispered of those trapped in the Abyss becoming…strange, but Lacie had always been that. Now she was more psychotic than strange, Jiri had managed to take control over Lacie's madness through threats and hints of punishment. But she could briefly detect the uneasiness and chaotic tension building behind those girl's red eyes. Jiri had to keep an eye over her shoulder whenever left alone with Lacie. No one could be too careful with a child of misfortune.

Jiri pursed her lips and watched the grown woman play hopscotch. She curled a finger over her scaly lips and pondered over whether her decision to drop hints to that golden hair boy had been a good one.

Not only had he been the reason why so many people were killed, but also since he had chosen to forsake his flesh to a chain to keep watch from the Abyss, it was obvious his presence was making the Abyss grow unsteadier than before. The atmosphere within the realms felt heavier and the chains grew more chaotic whenever he drew near. In fact, she managed to find him earlier because she could feel the chains shrieking in agony upon his approach. Luckily, she was not the type to fear some fair-skinned pretty boy who was a little cuckoo in the head.

Within the distance, the girl released an animated laugh before re-continuing that sad, beautiful song. Though Jiri had cast off emotion since becoming a guardian to the Glen's, she couldn't lie when saying that that girl's song was so haunting, so chilling it left a bad aftertaste in one's mouth.

Jiri's pupil less eyes narrowed, speaking of Glens they had been unusually quiet and managed to elude her. Her job was to keep them protected, but how can someone be a protector when their person was doing everything possible to stay within the shadows?

She lamented over how things were changing and she wasn't sure it was for the better, within the distance the girl raised her palms up and belted out the last few lyrics of her song to what seemed to be an invisible audience.

Jack, if you could see her now what would you think? Would you be horrified of her inability to recall the past, or would you get re-swept up into a wave of emotions and simply cradle her against you?

Only time could tell if whether these two reuniting would bring about a change for the better.

In another dimension within the Abyss

Jack's green orbs shook with awe at the person floating nearby. He didn't have a clue whom this person was, but the radiance they displayed was blinding and filled him with warmth.

"Who-who are you?" he questioned bashfully.

The figure stared on in amusement at his bashfulness before tilting its head and saying in a pleased tone, "I wondered if the cat got your tongue, but I'm happy to see it did not."

The person speaking was a girl who was in her mid-teens, she had long platinum blonde hair that reached to her knees and swayed around her. She had these huge shimmering emerald eyes that spoke of mischief and mirth. Her skin was fairly pale and shined with a light that seemed to seep from her pores. She did not look like something that should be living in the Abyss, perhaps a cloud somewhere better fit her. She possessed a fairylike quality to her.

Despite joking about how pleased she was he was able to communicate with her, a "cat" had caught his tongue because she definitely possessed an unearthly quality about her that bewildered him.

Right now, she was floating off the ground and resting her crossed arms on a tilting podium. She leaned her head down to rest her cheek against the cold granite surface and continued to gaze at him with curiosity much the same as he was examining her.

When he still remained silent, un-assure in how to speak to this ethereal looking being, she released a small giggle, "Most people begin usually by introducing themselves."

Jack jumped and wanted to berate himself for standing around like some idiot, he straighten up and refused to admit that she had caught him in a grieving moment, though he was rather sore about her listening in to his monologue.

He faked a sincere grin, "Pardon my rudeness, lovely stranger, it has been a long time since I've spoken with someone, so my manners are a little rusty. But you may call-"

"Jack!" she chirped suddenly, snapping her fingers as though it was the most obvious answer in the universe.

"-call me Jack," he finished halfheartedly. He gave her an annoyed glance as she floated over there beaming at him, currently he was already deciding that she was going to be handled with caution. Something just wasn't right with this girl.

"I already know who you are silly, I've been keeping an eye on you, "she pointed an index finger at her right eye and squinted at him.

…Just what the hell is this thing?

Jack could feel himself grow more and more hesitant the longer they talked.

Just what type of foreign entity stalker was she?

"Then, why bother asking who I am?" he asked curtly, getting fed up with her.

She chuckled and leaned her head to the side to say cheerfully, "Just wanted to see if you would actually converse with me or not!"

Jack gave her a blank glare before turning around to begin floating off, he needed to leave before he wasted the little power he possessed of Black Rabbit's to choke this wretched girl.

A pang of sadness filled his heart as he thought about how her grin was rather similar to Alice's…and Lacie's. An image contoured in his mind of Lacie telling him at their meeting how boring is name was. He grinned despite himself, he had originally thought she was rather annoying as well.

"Wait, wait, wait!" he could hear the girl hollering in the background. He listened to her repeat the command and noticed the sound kept growing closer. He paused and glanced up to see the girl soaring above his head, twisting midair, and landing on the floor in front of him nimbly on her tiptoes as though she was a ballerina finishing a rotation.

He gawked and glanced back and forth between her original location and current one, he had seen strange things happen overtime but her tenacity was proving to become a whole new genre of weirdness in itself.

Just why was this damn girl so determined in meeting him? And why was she following him around now?

He continued telling himself to calm down, because he could feel the angry monster building within himself at her refusal to just go away. He took deep, calming breaths as he could feel his muscles contract and retract.

She placed her hands on her hips and glowered at him, she spoke in a cross tone, "I am NOT finished talking yet."

Baffled was an understatement, just what was she- a dog?

He tightened his fists and willed himself to remain calm, "Please just get to the point…whoever you are."

His threat hung in the air, but it had died when he had to take that pause because he then realized he had no clue of her name. Before she could open her mouth, he asked, "And since you seem to know my name, then it's only polite to tell me yours."

Her lips, which had been parting closed again, and her face became contemplative, she stared at the ground and then said in a hush voice, "I am uncertain I have many names, but not a human one that would make sense to you."

Jack crossed his arms, "Explain."

She bit her lip and began staring everywhere but at him and seemed to be debating her answer, growing fed up he said, "I'm giving you to the count of five and if I don't get a response then I'm leaving if you try pursuing I will waste no time or emotion in making you disappear. You have tested my patience girl."

He began, "One, Two-"

"Halt! I'll tell you, okay I'll tell you so don't count, please, don't count!"

Her eyes grew alarmed and she began spilling out all details of herself, "You see I don't have a human name because I was created in the Abyss. I have lived here for awhile and have had little contact with actual human beings. Nobody or anything has provided or offered on providing me with name as you want to call it, so I am just a mindless entity living it's existence in this realm going by whatever name people decided to call me."

"Which are?" he twirled his hand in a continue motion.

"Poppy seed, sunshine blind, ahh get away, what the hell are you, angel face…" the girl began counting off on her fingers the names people had called her. Jack stared on as the list grew more and more bizarre. He did have to admit that her calling herself "ahh get away" would have proven amusement in the long run.

Finally he crossed his arms and threw them down in a slash motion, "Enough, obviously those can never be actual names for you, so leave it to me."

He hoped that by showing her a small bit of kindness, she would be pleased and then leave him alone. Or he could always slip away?

She blinked before a blush grew on her cheeks and she smiled excitedly, "Really, you'll name me?"

"Yes," he replied waving her off. He curled a finger against his lips and stared at her. Currently, he was putting his fist into his mouth because why the hell should he be wasting time naming some random teenage girl when he was supposed to be searching for Lacie.

A smile grew on his face that the unknown girl didn't notice, Lacie, Lacie was alive! That old woman had confirmed his prior doubts, he knew Lacie was not someone to die so easily. And she was here! Somewhere in this dark wretched realm, his angel resided and he would move hell itself if it would lead him to her.

Or deal with annoying children…

He resumed his current task at hand and did a brief scan of her. Without the pillar blocking half her body, he could see that she was rather petite and had a lithe build to her. She wore an orange dress that was strapless, the dress began above her cleavage and continued on until stopping slightly mid-thigh. The dress had flower designs all over it and was sewn into the patterned designs of where the dress ruffled around her waist down. A bright red ribbon was tied around her waist and formed a medium sized bow in the back. The bright orange was a contrast to her pale skin and did look slightly awkward, but it seemed to match her personality. He noted that except for some black laces wrapped around her wrists, she did not wear anything else. In fact, half her legs and feet were bare and he questioned on how she avoided getting scraped up.

He tossed around names in his head, and while several would have fit her strangeness he found it in himself that he did not have the cruelty to give her such idiotic names. However, he continued looking at the various flower designs on her dress. She really was like a flower just sitting there waiting for the sun to help her bloom. He began to think of sunflowers and how the name and image really fit her. But he really did not feel like calling her sunflower since it was a dumb name, he pondered over some more.

She had a colorful personality and despite her cheerful disposition, she seemed to have an innocence about her that prevented him from strangling her presently. Although he was slowly losing the urge to stay civil.

That's when it hit him- lilies, he had often seen them in the meadow where he ventured to visit Lacie. They were all very colorful and each was unique from the other whether it was shape, color, pattern, or etc. Traits that described her perfectly. But lily was a common name and not quite as sweet sounding for a girl like her.

Jack smiled, "I figured it out."

The girl stopped hovering up and down to stare at him in curiosity.

Jack floated over slightly and gave her a grin, " Your name from hereon out will be Lillian."

He could see her mind registering the name, her face really was incapable of hiding emotions. At first, she looked iffy and then that strange, cheerful smile returned, "I have a name…I have a name! Thank you! My name is Lillian! Lillian!"

Jack smiled warmly at her and then tried to use her excitement to slip away; however, once again she proved difficult to sidetrack. "Wait!"

He released a tired groan, "Lillian, I should forewarn you that I'm in a hurry right now and don't have time to waste. I'm looking for someone and if you continue pestering me," he turned halfway and lifted a palm upwards and released a red glow of energy, he made his tone darker to try scaring her off, "then I will annihilate you. I have no problem killing children, little girl, so think wisely."

Luckily, all she did was give him a blank stare and continued hovering, he turned back around, saying to himself, "I thought so."

All he had to do was display some of his powers and threatened the idiot and then he was always left alone. People thought that because he looked timid and friendly, he would be harmless. Those thoughts ended up getting those idiots killed because Jack had lost patience awhile back, if somebody stood in his way they were as good as gone.

He smiled, finally he could continue searching… for another hundred years. He tighten his fists to keep the panic from building, because he had searched and searched and had found nothing until that old croon had appeared a little while ago. But he still couldn't be certain if she was telling the truth or if it was all some grand hoax. The Baskervilles and their numerous schemes were enough to drive a saint to madness.

Jack chuckled at his stupid joke, he was too deep in sin to be considered a saint.

But there was one known fact, the Baskervilles were just as craftily gifted liars just like him and they had used him to ease their boredom in the past. Who said they weren't doing this once again?

"I know you're searching for a girl called Lacie aren't you, Jack?" Lillian asked in a quiet, thoughtful tone.

Now that got his attention and made him pause mid-step, his eyes grew large, just how much was this girl aware about him!?

The girl kicked at the air, " That girl was someone you treasured dearly correct?"

"Who told you that!" Jack said in a snarl.

The girl looked up fearfully, as he soared over and angrily gripped her upper arm and clenched hard. She grimaced and bit her lip to keep from crying out, but he was beyond caring, he jerked her forward to lean into her face and asked her again, harshly, "Who told you about Lacie?"

The girl's eyes widen, and he shook her to get her to realize her predicament, if she thought he wouldn't harm her she was incorrect. Jack had no clue why Lillian was so interested in him, but he was fed up with someone knowing almost everything about him.

"Answer me!" he screamed at her.

The next string of events happened so rapidly, he was cut off guard. One minute he was gripping her arm in a death lock and the next he found his throat gripped between her hand and was clenched so hard he could feel himself losing circulation. His grip on her arm released and he tried to fight her off, but she proved too powerful. He gazed into her emerald eyes that were a few shades lighter than his own. That playfulness had been replaced with rage and he questioned whether or not she could kill him.

He could feel himself blacking out but managed to hear her tauntingly tsk him and wave a finger back and forth in front of his face like a tutor scolding a child.

"Now, now Jack, I'm here to help you, but we can't have you obliterate my existence before we even get started can we?" she asked with acid sweetness.

Jack tried to pry at her hand, but for someone so small she was proving to be quite a challenge.

She tightened her grip and he released a brief cry before she released him and he slunk down grasping at his throat. He began to rub at the marks, which were left by her fingers.

What kind of monster was she?

He drew back alarmed when she released a maniacal laugh. She closed her eyes and began giggling into her palm, which she had placed over her mouth to stifle the noise.

"Your scared face is just too funny, Jack," she responded cheerfully.

Jack gazed at her in horror and she rolled her eyes, "As I was trying to tell you earlier before I was so RUDELY interrupted I'm here to help you find Lacie."

What! Why was this thing wanting to help him when a few minutes ago she was choking the life out of him!?

"But…why?" he managed to stammer out between sharp intakes of precious air.

She shrugged, "For reasons that do not need to be addressed at this particular moment."

He lifted his head and gave her an intense glare, the audacity of this brat was really grating on his nerves, but he knew now that he had to handle her with more caution than before. She definitely wasn't human, and the power of Black Rabbit hadn't responded to her he picked up on. So just what the hell was she?

She gave him a soft smile, "I know I'm creating more questions than answers, but everything will be revealed in time just trust me Jack."

He let out an annoyed laugh, "Yes, trust the girl who almost killed me a moment ago."

"Ha, I think it would prove wise since I single-handedly took you down AFTER you tried to attack ME."

Jack gave her a blank stare, he had no retort to that.

She ran her fingers through her long, flowing platinum hair that drifted about her as though she was moving fluidly through water.

He gazed at her keenly, and decided it would prove best to just comply with her, "Forgive me, I wish to hear you out."

Lillian gave him a scrutinizing gaze and after a few moments of contemplating whether or not his response was sincere she chose to just go along with the notion he was trying to sound sincere.

"I know that you have been searching for Lacie for quite some time correct?" she asked and he turned his head away in shame, he nodded slightly.

Her eyes grew soft as she could sense the turmoil in the young man, she asked gentler than before, "And nothing you did ever seem to go according to plan did it?"

He nodded once again. She continued, "I have been a part of this Abyss for sometime and I have seen brief glimpses of your Lacie."

Lillian raised a palm as he turned and looked at her with bewilderment, "But she is… not all entirely the same."

His heart sunk, what did that mean? Had Lacie been hurt, was she ill? Or…God he hoped this was not the case, had she become a chain herself?

"Don't make that face, Lacie is still physically the same as you last saw her, I have seen through images."

A swarm of relief ran through him because if she had become a chain then Lacie truly was gone for good replaced with a new identity the whole bit. Jack cocked his head in confusion, why did this girl care about Lacie? Was there some connection?

To hell with it, if Lillian can lead me to Lacie then I'll do whatever is her bidding to get her help.

"Lillian, may I address you for one moment?" he asked. The teenage, or what resembled a teenager gave him a brief glance before nodding in confirmation. He really needed to figure out what this thing was, but Lillian wasn't as important to worry about as Lacie's well being.

"I apologize for my past behavior towards you, and want you to know I will remain quiet throughout the rest of our conversation, but all I ask is that you please tell me everything you know on Lacie's condition and whereabouts." He hesitated a moment and then decided that he needed to physically show how earnest he was being. Jack took a deep breath before kneeling in front of Lillian, and saying in a pleading tone, "Please, Lillian."

He could hear her sighed uncomfortably, and he felt her hands grip his shoulders, "I know your sincerity on finding Lacie and I had chosen to help you awhile back, so you don't have to kneel before me, Jack."

Lillian gripped his shoulders, "All I ask is that you stand as my friend, and not as a blind follower."

Jack stared at her with confusion, but he could see in her eyes and intense stare that she wasn't joking around. Whoever Lillian was she seemed very dedicated in helping him find Lacie, so… he guessed that she was a self-appointed ally.

He placed a gentle hand over one of her own and gave it a slight squeeze, he then stood up and nodded. The girl gazed up at him blankly before grinning, "That's all I wanted, now let me begin."

Elsewhere in the Abyss

"Hmm?" Lacie made a disgruntled sound, and Jiri glanced over at the young brunette hair woman gazing up as she laid against the ground.

"What is it child?" Jiri asked tiredly, sitting on top of her makeshift stoop, as Lacie called it.

Lacie turned her head over and fixed her red eyes on Jiri with an intense stare, Jiri shuddered when the young woman grinned. Lacie twisted her head back around and lifted her palm upwards, she said in a whimsical tone, "I sense change in the air."