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Chapter Two
Margie was in a really good mood the next afternoon, even while scrubbing floors. But she tried to keep her excitement to herself before someone asked her what made her smile while she was on her knees on a wet floor. What would she answer? As far as she knew, only Elly, Citan and herself knew. And once they confirmed that Elly _was_ pregnant for sure, Fei would know. Margie chuckled as she imagined his reaction.
"What's so funny?"
Margie looked up and bit her lip when she saw Fei standing in the doorway.
"Nothing."
"Uh-huh," he said, unbelieving.
"Really."
"Sure." But he was smiling. "I just came to tell you that Maison is on his way so you'd better get cleaned up before you shock him into an early grave."
Margie grinned at him, then they both looked up when Emeralda came running.
"Kim! Refugees!" she announced.
"I'll be there in a sec. Get the others," he ordered and the girl nodded quickly before running off. Fei turned to Margie, who was already slipping on her shoes. "We'll wait for you before we officially say they can stay, but in the meantime, we're gonna feed them."
Margie nodded and he left. Margie was tying her laces and rolling down her trousers when Maison came in.
"Miss Marguerite, look at you," he huffed, staring pointedly at her trousers, which were wet at the knees and her dusty blue carpenter shirt with the sleeves rolled up. "A young woman of your station shouldn't be dressed like that!"
Margie snorted. She was sixteen. Shouldn't she have a say in the way she dressed. She was cleaning houses, anyway.
"Come on, Maison. The refugees wont care what I'm wearing. Now let's go," she urged, pushing him out the door.
"But Miss Marguerite-"
"Maison, you just worry about feeding those refugees. I'll worry about the clothes I choose to wear."
"Master Sigurd would not approve of this!"
"I'm pretty sure he'd comment upon it, but we'll assume for now that he'd ignore the fact that I'm wearing commoner clothes."
He continued protesting, but Margie shushed him with an elbow on the ribs when they got to the refugees. Maison would've quieted down when he saw _who_ had brought the refugees in, anyway.
Kahran Ramsus was standing just inside the city entrance, shooting a deathglare at Fei, who was leading the refugees into an empty house. Behind him were his four usual companions, or bodyguards, depending on how you saw it. Dominia right beside him, her eyes fierce as she stared at anyone who came close. Kelvena on his other side, studying Nisan as it was being rebuilt. Probably calculating its defenses, even though Nisan wasn't their enemy anymore. Her mind was just used to working that way. Sisters Tolone and Seraphita behind, arguing as usual. Margie had never seen two sisters who were more different. Tolone was smart and tough while Seraphita was sweet and innocent. But they both had one thing in common. Their loyalty and devotion to Kahr.
It was weird to see them all wearing commoner clothes instead of the Solaris uniforms they used to wear. They looked up when Margie arrived.
"So... Welcome to Nisan," Margie began. She didn't know what else to say.
Dominia 'hmph'ed' and looked away, but Kelvena bowed. Obviously she was the one with the manners.
"Thank you, Great Mother."
Margie winced at the use of the title. Kahr saw this and smiled slightly. He had always been kind to her, she remembered.
"We're not here to stay," Tolone said, crossing her arms.
"No, we're here to eat," Seraphita chirped. Margie had to stiffle a laugh.
"Well, you are welcome to any provisions and accommodations you might need," Maison said and Margie smiled. No one could put it better than Maison.
"Yeah, what he said. This way," Margie said, leading them towards the house the other refugees were in.
"Actually, I need to speak with you, Marguerite," Kahr announced.
"But I'm hungry," Seraphita protested.
"Then you'll wait until the Commander's business is over," Tolone snapped. Margie noticed that she still used his old title.
"Well, you guys can go eat while we talk," Margie suggested. Seraphita looked hopeful, but Tolone burst her bubble.
"We don't need your sympathy," she snarled. She then blushed brightly when her stomach growled quite loudly.
"Go eat," Kahr instructed. Tolone seemed to be about to protest again, but Maison stepped forward.
"Come, my dears. I have seen that there is nothing more urgent than a young lady's hunger. Miss Marguerite has quite an appetite herself."
"Maison!" Margie cried, blushing. Seraphita giggled and Kelvena smiled. Then, Maison led the sisters to a place they could get some food.
"Anything else?" Margie asked, trying not to be mortified. Kelvena was whispering to Dominia and Dominia finally nodded.
"Commander, it seems we need some provisions. Kelvena has voluteered to go fetch them," she informed, but she was looking at Margie when she said this. Margie took the hint and called Yui over when she saw her pass close by.
"Yui here can help you with anything you might need," Margie offered.
Yui nodded. "This way, please," she said kindly and Kelvena left with her. Margie then led the remaining two members of the wayward company to the Council Hall.
"Wait here," Kahr ordered Dominia and she nodded, staying outside the Council Hall, which was really a large house in the middle of the city.
Kahr motioned for Margie to go inside first before closing the door behind him. She made her way into the hall and walked behind the huge table everyone sat around when things needed to be planned or discussed. She sat in the biggest chair, which was the 'Head Seat' and officially her chair even though she had never used it before. It had always been her grandmother's. Sure, she'd played pretend in it when she'd been younger. But she had never sat on it for official reasons. Kahr made her feel a little nervous, so she sat on it to really look like the Great Mother instead of some regular village girl.
Kahr was staring off into space, his arms crossed. She cleared her throat, bringing him back into today.
"So, how can I help you?" she asked, sitting back in the cushioned chair.
"I came because I need to find Zephyr. Since you know where the remains of Shevat are, I came to request you to tell us the location."
"What do you want with Zephyr?"
"That is confidential business."
"Well then, how am I supposed to know you're going there with good intentions? I mean, no offense, but you might just want to go blow them up or something."
Kahr frowned at this for a while, until she wondered if she had insulted him badly, but then he nodded. "Yes, I can see why you would suspect us, considering our past."
Margie nodded, relieved he wasn't angry.
"Tell you what," he said, putting his hands on the table and leaning forward. "Why don't you come with us and _show_ us where Zephyr is living at right now. If you go with us, you can keep an eye out to see that we wont do anything to threaten Zephyr's new home or her people."
Margie bit her lip as she thought. Oh, it would be so good to get away from Nisan for a while. And to go see the snow! Besides, if she went with them, she could probably find out what this confidential business was all about...
Margie looked up at him and smiled. "Sure I'll go! Under one condition, though."
"Which is...?"
She was about to answer when the door burst open, disrupting her thoughts. She looked up in annoyance at the interruption, a sharp reprimand on her tongue, when she saw who was there... and almost choked on her heart.
"B-Ba-Bart...," she stammered softly, but he didn't even look at her. He was glaring at Kahr and Kahr for his part, had looked up when the door opened so suddenly and smirked when he saw who was there.
"Well, if it isn't the Crown Prince of Aveh," Kahr drawled.
"What the hell are you doing here, Ramsus?" Bart demanded, coming forward to stand across from Kahr. He crossed his arms and stood there, openly hostile.
"Why, I just came to discuss some business with the charming Great Mother of Nisan. Can't I even do that?"
"Not while I'm here, you can't! You shouldn't even be setting foot in Nisan!" Bart retorted.
Margie, who until this point had been staring at Bart and contemplating whether it would be appropriate for the Great Mother to jump onto the table and throw herself into his arms, suddenly came out of her daydream as she processed what had just been said. She blinked and suddenly frowned.
"Bart, I'm the one who says who can and can't come into my city," she began, but they both ignored her. Which got her more irritated.
"I was discussing something with Marguerite when you burst in here and interrupted us, you little runt," Kahr said, glaring himself.
"Well I'm just glad I came in here when I did! Geez, I can't believe they left her alone with the likes of you," he muttered, sending Kahr baleful looks. "I'm gonna have a serious talk with Maison..."
Margie was still in her chair, starring at these two... MEN as they exchanged angry words and suddenly _she_ flushed angrily.
"Excuse me, but I would appreciate it if you two STOPPED TALKING ABOUT ME AS IF I WASN'T EVEN HERE!"
That got their attention. They both looked at her and blinked. Margie climbed onto the table and walked across it to jump down in between Kahr and Bart. She turned to Kahr.
"What's wrong, Marguerite?"
"None of your business! I already told you I'd go with you. The condition I was going to tell you before I was rudely interrupted," she turned and glared at Bart, who blinked, "was that I wanted to bring some friends along."
"Oh... That's fine."
"No it's not!" Bart protested. "What do you mean, you're going with him?!"
She turned to him with clenched teeth. "Well at least you're talking to _me_ this time!"
"What's up with you?"
"Oh, forget it! Kahr, we'll talk some more later," she said, before turning and stomping out of the Council Hall. Outside, Dominia stared bemusedly as Margie stalked past her.
As soon as she reached the bridge, though, the anger drained out of her and she leaned forward against the ivy covered railing.
Sigh, how had things gone so wrong? This wasn't the way it was supposed to happen. She hadn't seen him for more than two months and what did she do as soon as she saw him? She yelled and lost her temper! She sighed, but suddenly straightened up in annoyance. Well, it was his fault! Who was he to treat her like a child! Didn't he see her as anything more than the kid he used to play with when he was little?
Margie huffed and stomped away again. She needed some time to think. She was heading towards her house when she saw Fei coming.
Oh, crud. The refugees!
"Where have you been? We've been looking for you. Nevermind," Fei dismissed, shaking his head, "the refugees have been fed and are awaiting your statement. Oh, and have you seen Elly or Citan? Emeralda and I can't find them anywhere. And what did you do with Ramsus?"
Margie stared at him and suddenly though of Elly. She would be taking her pregnancy test with Citan about now. Now what to tell Fei? The best thing to do was to distract him with something else.
"I'll go talk to the refugees now, okay? While I'm doing that why don't you go check if Kahr and Bart haven't already killed each other, hmm? They're in the Council Hall." She gave him a gentle push towards said location.
"Bart's here?"
"Yup."
Fei's expression brightened. "Sure, I'll go check on them."
Margie grinned as she saw him leave, then she ran towards the house the refugees were in.
The refugees were a small group that consisted of men, women, a few children and the odd senior or two. They looked weak and tired, but at least they weren't hungry anymore. She gave them a friendly smile and saw some of them smile back tentatively.
"I hope you had a good meal." They nodded. "Well, I, as the Great Mother of the Nisan Sect give you my permission to stay here as long as you like. You will have to work for your food and shelter, of course. I mean, we need all the extra help we can get to rebuild Nisan. Agreed?"
"Agreed," they all answered.
"Great! Sister Agnes will get you all places to stay in and assign you different jobs you can do after resting and getting acquainted with the city. Now that that is all settled, I've got something to take care of so I'll leave you with the Sisters."
Margie waved goodbye as she left, then quickly began running towards the house Citan had turned into a small clinic. They had to be there. She was just turning the last corner when she crashed into someone hard enough to land on her rump painfully.
"Geez, Margie. What's the big hurry?"
She looked up to see she had crashed into Billy and he was on the ground, too.
"Oh gosh, sorry," she apologized, getting up and dusting off her trousers. "It's just that I was heading over to Citan's to... to..." Oh darn, she didn't have an excuse for him.
"Yeah, well if you're looking for Elly, she's not at the clinic. I just checked."
"Huh?" she blinked.
"Yeah, I was just there-"
"Is Citan there, though?" she interrupted.
"What? Yeah, he's there. Fei sent me to find them both. Said he hadn't seen Elly all day and was a bit worried."
Margie nodded. "Yeah, um, I'm gonna go talk to Citan," she said, hurrying to the clinic. Billy quickly got up and followed her.
"I just talked to him and he said she left the clinic half an hour ago. What's wrong with Elly? She sick?" Billy asked, suddenly worried. "Citan didn't want to tell me."
"We'll see right now," Margie said, knocking on the front door. ~God, please let Elly be pregnant~ she prayed. She opened her eyes when Citan opened the door.
"Something wrong, Margie?" he asked when he saw her pale face.
"No, I just wanted to know if Elly was... well... you know... please tell me!"
"Ah, so she told you about her suspicions, did she?" He smiled, reaching up to straighten his glasses. "Well, you'll be glad to know that she is," Citan said, then chuckled when Margie let out a loud whoop and threw her arms around him. She then proceded to jump on Billy, nearly knocking him down.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cheered, grabbing Billy's hands and twirling in a circle. "Oh Citan, this is great! Where's Elly? We need to congratulate her!"
"Like I told Billy a moment ago, she left here about half an hour ago. She could be anywhere, although my guess is that she went to tell Fei."
"Tell Fei what?" Billy asked. "What are you guys talking about?"
"No, she couldn't have gone to him. He and Bart are probably off somewhere catching up," Margie said.
"Bart's here? Why am I always the last one to find out about these things," Billy sighed.
"Well, we'll find her. Thanks for telling me Citan!" Margie yelled as she ran down the road, pulling Billy behind her. Citan chuckled again as he heard Billy asking her what she was so happy about.
Now, until Fei found out the good news...
Once again, to be continued...
Author's Notes: Okay people, you know the drill. Review please if you want me to continue. Thanks! ^_~
*Disclaimer*: Xenogears belongs to Squaresoft. Simple as that.
Chapter Two
Margie was in a really good mood the next afternoon, even while scrubbing floors. But she tried to keep her excitement to herself before someone asked her what made her smile while she was on her knees on a wet floor. What would she answer? As far as she knew, only Elly, Citan and herself knew. And once they confirmed that Elly _was_ pregnant for sure, Fei would know. Margie chuckled as she imagined his reaction.
"What's so funny?"
Margie looked up and bit her lip when she saw Fei standing in the doorway.
"Nothing."
"Uh-huh," he said, unbelieving.
"Really."
"Sure." But he was smiling. "I just came to tell you that Maison is on his way so you'd better get cleaned up before you shock him into an early grave."
Margie grinned at him, then they both looked up when Emeralda came running.
"Kim! Refugees!" she announced.
"I'll be there in a sec. Get the others," he ordered and the girl nodded quickly before running off. Fei turned to Margie, who was already slipping on her shoes. "We'll wait for you before we officially say they can stay, but in the meantime, we're gonna feed them."
Margie nodded and he left. Margie was tying her laces and rolling down her trousers when Maison came in.
"Miss Marguerite, look at you," he huffed, staring pointedly at her trousers, which were wet at the knees and her dusty blue carpenter shirt with the sleeves rolled up. "A young woman of your station shouldn't be dressed like that!"
Margie snorted. She was sixteen. Shouldn't she have a say in the way she dressed. She was cleaning houses, anyway.
"Come on, Maison. The refugees wont care what I'm wearing. Now let's go," she urged, pushing him out the door.
"But Miss Marguerite-"
"Maison, you just worry about feeding those refugees. I'll worry about the clothes I choose to wear."
"Master Sigurd would not approve of this!"
"I'm pretty sure he'd comment upon it, but we'll assume for now that he'd ignore the fact that I'm wearing commoner clothes."
He continued protesting, but Margie shushed him with an elbow on the ribs when they got to the refugees. Maison would've quieted down when he saw _who_ had brought the refugees in, anyway.
Kahran Ramsus was standing just inside the city entrance, shooting a deathglare at Fei, who was leading the refugees into an empty house. Behind him were his four usual companions, or bodyguards, depending on how you saw it. Dominia right beside him, her eyes fierce as she stared at anyone who came close. Kelvena on his other side, studying Nisan as it was being rebuilt. Probably calculating its defenses, even though Nisan wasn't their enemy anymore. Her mind was just used to working that way. Sisters Tolone and Seraphita behind, arguing as usual. Margie had never seen two sisters who were more different. Tolone was smart and tough while Seraphita was sweet and innocent. But they both had one thing in common. Their loyalty and devotion to Kahr.
It was weird to see them all wearing commoner clothes instead of the Solaris uniforms they used to wear. They looked up when Margie arrived.
"So... Welcome to Nisan," Margie began. She didn't know what else to say.
Dominia 'hmph'ed' and looked away, but Kelvena bowed. Obviously she was the one with the manners.
"Thank you, Great Mother."
Margie winced at the use of the title. Kahr saw this and smiled slightly. He had always been kind to her, she remembered.
"We're not here to stay," Tolone said, crossing her arms.
"No, we're here to eat," Seraphita chirped. Margie had to stiffle a laugh.
"Well, you are welcome to any provisions and accommodations you might need," Maison said and Margie smiled. No one could put it better than Maison.
"Yeah, what he said. This way," Margie said, leading them towards the house the other refugees were in.
"Actually, I need to speak with you, Marguerite," Kahr announced.
"But I'm hungry," Seraphita protested.
"Then you'll wait until the Commander's business is over," Tolone snapped. Margie noticed that she still used his old title.
"Well, you guys can go eat while we talk," Margie suggested. Seraphita looked hopeful, but Tolone burst her bubble.
"We don't need your sympathy," she snarled. She then blushed brightly when her stomach growled quite loudly.
"Go eat," Kahr instructed. Tolone seemed to be about to protest again, but Maison stepped forward.
"Come, my dears. I have seen that there is nothing more urgent than a young lady's hunger. Miss Marguerite has quite an appetite herself."
"Maison!" Margie cried, blushing. Seraphita giggled and Kelvena smiled. Then, Maison led the sisters to a place they could get some food.
"Anything else?" Margie asked, trying not to be mortified. Kelvena was whispering to Dominia and Dominia finally nodded.
"Commander, it seems we need some provisions. Kelvena has voluteered to go fetch them," she informed, but she was looking at Margie when she said this. Margie took the hint and called Yui over when she saw her pass close by.
"Yui here can help you with anything you might need," Margie offered.
Yui nodded. "This way, please," she said kindly and Kelvena left with her. Margie then led the remaining two members of the wayward company to the Council Hall.
"Wait here," Kahr ordered Dominia and she nodded, staying outside the Council Hall, which was really a large house in the middle of the city.
Kahr motioned for Margie to go inside first before closing the door behind him. She made her way into the hall and walked behind the huge table everyone sat around when things needed to be planned or discussed. She sat in the biggest chair, which was the 'Head Seat' and officially her chair even though she had never used it before. It had always been her grandmother's. Sure, she'd played pretend in it when she'd been younger. But she had never sat on it for official reasons. Kahr made her feel a little nervous, so she sat on it to really look like the Great Mother instead of some regular village girl.
Kahr was staring off into space, his arms crossed. She cleared her throat, bringing him back into today.
"So, how can I help you?" she asked, sitting back in the cushioned chair.
"I came because I need to find Zephyr. Since you know where the remains of Shevat are, I came to request you to tell us the location."
"What do you want with Zephyr?"
"That is confidential business."
"Well then, how am I supposed to know you're going there with good intentions? I mean, no offense, but you might just want to go blow them up or something."
Kahr frowned at this for a while, until she wondered if she had insulted him badly, but then he nodded. "Yes, I can see why you would suspect us, considering our past."
Margie nodded, relieved he wasn't angry.
"Tell you what," he said, putting his hands on the table and leaning forward. "Why don't you come with us and _show_ us where Zephyr is living at right now. If you go with us, you can keep an eye out to see that we wont do anything to threaten Zephyr's new home or her people."
Margie bit her lip as she thought. Oh, it would be so good to get away from Nisan for a while. And to go see the snow! Besides, if she went with them, she could probably find out what this confidential business was all about...
Margie looked up at him and smiled. "Sure I'll go! Under one condition, though."
"Which is...?"
She was about to answer when the door burst open, disrupting her thoughts. She looked up in annoyance at the interruption, a sharp reprimand on her tongue, when she saw who was there... and almost choked on her heart.
"B-Ba-Bart...," she stammered softly, but he didn't even look at her. He was glaring at Kahr and Kahr for his part, had looked up when the door opened so suddenly and smirked when he saw who was there.
"Well, if it isn't the Crown Prince of Aveh," Kahr drawled.
"What the hell are you doing here, Ramsus?" Bart demanded, coming forward to stand across from Kahr. He crossed his arms and stood there, openly hostile.
"Why, I just came to discuss some business with the charming Great Mother of Nisan. Can't I even do that?"
"Not while I'm here, you can't! You shouldn't even be setting foot in Nisan!" Bart retorted.
Margie, who until this point had been staring at Bart and contemplating whether it would be appropriate for the Great Mother to jump onto the table and throw herself into his arms, suddenly came out of her daydream as she processed what had just been said. She blinked and suddenly frowned.
"Bart, I'm the one who says who can and can't come into my city," she began, but they both ignored her. Which got her more irritated.
"I was discussing something with Marguerite when you burst in here and interrupted us, you little runt," Kahr said, glaring himself.
"Well I'm just glad I came in here when I did! Geez, I can't believe they left her alone with the likes of you," he muttered, sending Kahr baleful looks. "I'm gonna have a serious talk with Maison..."
Margie was still in her chair, starring at these two... MEN as they exchanged angry words and suddenly _she_ flushed angrily.
"Excuse me, but I would appreciate it if you two STOPPED TALKING ABOUT ME AS IF I WASN'T EVEN HERE!"
That got their attention. They both looked at her and blinked. Margie climbed onto the table and walked across it to jump down in between Kahr and Bart. She turned to Kahr.
"What's wrong, Marguerite?"
"None of your business! I already told you I'd go with you. The condition I was going to tell you before I was rudely interrupted," she turned and glared at Bart, who blinked, "was that I wanted to bring some friends along."
"Oh... That's fine."
"No it's not!" Bart protested. "What do you mean, you're going with him?!"
She turned to him with clenched teeth. "Well at least you're talking to _me_ this time!"
"What's up with you?"
"Oh, forget it! Kahr, we'll talk some more later," she said, before turning and stomping out of the Council Hall. Outside, Dominia stared bemusedly as Margie stalked past her.
As soon as she reached the bridge, though, the anger drained out of her and she leaned forward against the ivy covered railing.
Sigh, how had things gone so wrong? This wasn't the way it was supposed to happen. She hadn't seen him for more than two months and what did she do as soon as she saw him? She yelled and lost her temper! She sighed, but suddenly straightened up in annoyance. Well, it was his fault! Who was he to treat her like a child! Didn't he see her as anything more than the kid he used to play with when he was little?
Margie huffed and stomped away again. She needed some time to think. She was heading towards her house when she saw Fei coming.
Oh, crud. The refugees!
"Where have you been? We've been looking for you. Nevermind," Fei dismissed, shaking his head, "the refugees have been fed and are awaiting your statement. Oh, and have you seen Elly or Citan? Emeralda and I can't find them anywhere. And what did you do with Ramsus?"
Margie stared at him and suddenly though of Elly. She would be taking her pregnancy test with Citan about now. Now what to tell Fei? The best thing to do was to distract him with something else.
"I'll go talk to the refugees now, okay? While I'm doing that why don't you go check if Kahr and Bart haven't already killed each other, hmm? They're in the Council Hall." She gave him a gentle push towards said location.
"Bart's here?"
"Yup."
Fei's expression brightened. "Sure, I'll go check on them."
Margie grinned as she saw him leave, then she ran towards the house the refugees were in.
The refugees were a small group that consisted of men, women, a few children and the odd senior or two. They looked weak and tired, but at least they weren't hungry anymore. She gave them a friendly smile and saw some of them smile back tentatively.
"I hope you had a good meal." They nodded. "Well, I, as the Great Mother of the Nisan Sect give you my permission to stay here as long as you like. You will have to work for your food and shelter, of course. I mean, we need all the extra help we can get to rebuild Nisan. Agreed?"
"Agreed," they all answered.
"Great! Sister Agnes will get you all places to stay in and assign you different jobs you can do after resting and getting acquainted with the city. Now that that is all settled, I've got something to take care of so I'll leave you with the Sisters."
Margie waved goodbye as she left, then quickly began running towards the house Citan had turned into a small clinic. They had to be there. She was just turning the last corner when she crashed into someone hard enough to land on her rump painfully.
"Geez, Margie. What's the big hurry?"
She looked up to see she had crashed into Billy and he was on the ground, too.
"Oh gosh, sorry," she apologized, getting up and dusting off her trousers. "It's just that I was heading over to Citan's to... to..." Oh darn, she didn't have an excuse for him.
"Yeah, well if you're looking for Elly, she's not at the clinic. I just checked."
"Huh?" she blinked.
"Yeah, I was just there-"
"Is Citan there, though?" she interrupted.
"What? Yeah, he's there. Fei sent me to find them both. Said he hadn't seen Elly all day and was a bit worried."
Margie nodded. "Yeah, um, I'm gonna go talk to Citan," she said, hurrying to the clinic. Billy quickly got up and followed her.
"I just talked to him and he said she left the clinic half an hour ago. What's wrong with Elly? She sick?" Billy asked, suddenly worried. "Citan didn't want to tell me."
"We'll see right now," Margie said, knocking on the front door. ~God, please let Elly be pregnant~ she prayed. She opened her eyes when Citan opened the door.
"Something wrong, Margie?" he asked when he saw her pale face.
"No, I just wanted to know if Elly was... well... you know... please tell me!"
"Ah, so she told you about her suspicions, did she?" He smiled, reaching up to straighten his glasses. "Well, you'll be glad to know that she is," Citan said, then chuckled when Margie let out a loud whoop and threw her arms around him. She then proceded to jump on Billy, nearly knocking him down.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cheered, grabbing Billy's hands and twirling in a circle. "Oh Citan, this is great! Where's Elly? We need to congratulate her!"
"Like I told Billy a moment ago, she left here about half an hour ago. She could be anywhere, although my guess is that she went to tell Fei."
"Tell Fei what?" Billy asked. "What are you guys talking about?"
"No, she couldn't have gone to him. He and Bart are probably off somewhere catching up," Margie said.
"Bart's here? Why am I always the last one to find out about these things," Billy sighed.
"Well, we'll find her. Thanks for telling me Citan!" Margie yelled as she ran down the road, pulling Billy behind her. Citan chuckled again as he heard Billy asking her what she was so happy about.
Now, until Fei found out the good news...
Once again, to be continued...
Author's Notes: Okay people, you know the drill. Review please if you want me to continue. Thanks! ^_~