Eli: Hello. Here's a new chap. Beloved one: Thank you for all the support. Sorry about so few chaps, but I am in high school. I do not have 24/7 to write anymore like I did in the summer. So if chaps come out fewer, you can blame school. I'm lucky to get this chapter out. Well, enjoy

-Three days later-

Ian was home alone when someone knocked on his door. He got up off the couch and opened it. He was surprised to find the person there aiming a gun at his head.

After he realized who it was, he disarmed him and then started to laugh.

"Moby, you ass. What the hell are you doing here?"

"Someone has to keep you on your toes. Lots of things brought me here. Vacation, money, and the good news of Aras death."

"So you heard?"

"Yep. I thought the bitch would never die. Live on like cock roaches and Cher."

"You wouldn't have anything to do with it, would you?"

"Like I would tell the N.Y.P.D. anything. Let me in." Moby pushed pass him and entered the apartment. Ian shut the door behind him.

"I'm serious, Moby. Did you?"

"No. Look at the technique: Broad sword. Since when do I use a sword? Guns, on the other hand...."

"Right. Have you married your shot gun, yet? Or are you too much in love with your snipper?"

"Shut up! Just because I love weapons doesn't mean I'd marry them. That's what eloping is for."

"Such a riot. I' surprised they didn't kick you out of the unit, yet. You are way too happy go lucky to be going out to war. God, do you sing when you're on the front line?"

"Yep, yep, yep. They enemy get the karoke version of Too Sexy."

"I didn't need to hear that. Damn it Moby! Now, I'm going to have nightmares!"

"I thought you said you already were."

"Well, yeah. But nothing as scary as the thought of you singing that song. If the guns don't get the enemy, your singing will." Moby threw a pillow off the couch at him.

"I can sing. Want me to prove...."

"No! Spare me!"

"Alright. So, what's there to do around here?"

"Lots of things."

"Oh, where's that Sara chick. I wanna see her."

"Why?"

"Well, it's a rule. If your best friend loves a girl, then you have the right to interrigate her."

"That won't be happening."

"Oh come on! Call her down here."

"I can't..... She's busy."

"Liar, but I'll let you get away with it."

"So, are you crashing here?"

"Of course. Not like I really need to ask premission."

"What?"

"How many times have you just dropped in on me and I didn't give a damn?"

"Right. Payback's a bitch."

"So, what do you say......." He was cut off by the sound of a cell phone. Ian and Moby both groaned and went for there phones. It was Ian's.

"Nottingham."

"Ian."

"Sara?"

"I must speak with you." Moby tried to grab the phone from Ian. "Is that the mystery girl?" Ian covered the speaker. "Yes, she wants to talk. Now, shut up!"

"Of course. When?"

"In an hour. Your apartment."

"Alright." Sara hung up the phone. Moby tilted his head.

"Well?"

"She's coming over."

"Aha! Then the interrogation begins!" Moby started laughing at Ian. Ian glared at him.

"Hector, I swear to God I will kick your ass if you embarass me!"

"I won't. I just might mention some things from when we were younger." He had a touch of fake innocence to his voice.

"What are you going to tell her?"

"Nothing important. Maybe just that you went drag to that Holloween party a few years back."

"You wouldn't."

"I even have a picture with me." He pulled out a picture of them in costume. Ian lunged for it, but Moby was too quick. Moby laughed as Ian fell over the couch. Ian looked up at him from the floor and could only join him in laughter.

It's been too damn long. Moby still cracks me up. Too bad he can't be around more often. How am I going to explain Sara to him?

-Later-

Ian and Moby had hooked up a PS2 to the t.v. and where currently playing when Sara startled them from behind.

"Who's winning?" She asked causually. Both men turned around and looked at her.

Ian quickly turned off the game system and wanted to hit himself on teh head for letting her see that.

Damn, double damn. How could I do this? God, she won't look at me with respect anymore.

The three of them looked at each other in awkward silence, when Moby decided to break the ice.

"I was winning. Ian can't play if his life depended on it."

"Shut up! I kicked your ass in the first match."

"Only cause you pressed all the buttons and accidently did a combo."

"No, that was skill."

"Yeah, I believe you." Moby turned to Sara and gave her a quick look over. He decided that his best friend had fallen for a goddess. This chick was deffinitely beautiful, if not on the shy side. He could believe Ian falling in love with someone like this. He smiled and went in to twist the knife of embarassment a bit more.

"So Ian, this is Sara." Ian curiously looked at Moby and prayed he didn't do anything.

"Yeah. Sara this is my friend, Hector Mobius." Sara nodded in his direction. She did not like this man's attention on her. She felt he would do something she would not agree with.

Moby circled her and then went to see if he could make Ian blush.

"He's told me alot about you Sara."

"Oh." She looked down.

"Just the other day he told me that he wanted you." Ian stared at Moby and Moby grinned at his success at making him blush. Sara's eyes were no longer present as she contemplating slitting this man's throat. Ian was ready to jump him, tie him, and throw him in a river with cement shoes on. he tried to lighten the words.

"Moby, finish the sentence. Wanted you to help out with something of importance. Right, Hector?" He glared at him and Moby nodded his head.

"Yeah, of course. How else would I mean that?"

"I'm not answering that." Sara was ready to ditch helping the wielder. Ian and Sara would not look at each other. Moby then realized that the joke had caused more than he wanted. He then tried to loosen them up.

"So Sara, what do you do?"

"I work for Meredith Irons."

"Irons? Billionaire Meredith Irons?"

"Yes."

She is also my mother. Or at least was. She also wants me to kill the wielder. That's why she sent me here. To lure him into a trap. But I won't. She can kill me if she wants. I will not do such a thing. I could never do such a thing.

Ian was more humiliated than either Moby or Sara could believe. He felt as if the situations between them got a whole lot harder. He made an excuse to leave the room for a couple minutes while contemplating what to do.

When Ian left, Moby decided to do some digging. Sara leaned against the wall as he stood pacing the room.

"Sara, what do you think about Ian?"

"He is brave, he is strong. and he has a good heart."

"Do you like him?" Sara thought a moment.

"No." Moby was confused by her answer. She had just complimented him yet she didn't...... It suddenly came to Moby. She didn't like him.

She was in love with him.

Moby smiled at his revelation. 'Good for them' he thought. He had known Ian since they were teenagers and he had never really had a girl who actually loved him in return. And Sara looked like someone who would not mind having Ian loving them unconditionally.

Today was an excellent day to stop by. Ian's reay to go, but she looks like she needs a push.

"You know, Sara. Ian told me something rather interesting about you."

"Would you mind relating it?"

"He said he thought you didn't really like him. I find that odd. Especially to the fact that you are in love with him." Sara's face didn't change with the comment, but her eyes flashed her fear, confusion, anger, and everything else she held inside.

"You two should talk about that. I wasn't joking when I said he wanted you." Sara looked down again. He figured she didn't believe him. "I'm his best friend, so I should know. I think you two suit each other. I approve if anything ever happens. You know," He waited till he had her eyes. "It would figure he would fall for someone like you."

-Mean while-

Ian paced his bed room. He couldn't believe what Moby did. He was probably in there sprouting lies to her just to get him even more worked up.

"Ian. Down boy." Ian turned to find Danielle standing behind him.

"Did you see that?"

"Yeah. I see alot of things. you really do suck at video games."

"Danielle, I'm serious. She won't even look at me." He groaned and sat on the bed. "I can't stand this. I need her here. But she doesn't want anything to do with this."

"Ian, you don't know how wrong you are. This is hard for her. She has never dealt with things like this before. She is confused and the loss of control scares the hell out of her. She thinks she's protecting you and it kills her inside just to see you. If you think she's killing you, you can't imagine how much pain you are inflicting on her."

"What are you talking about? I would never do anything to hurt her. I....." He trailed off. He still felt it was private. Danielle understood and nodded.

"So why don't you tell her? She would give up all she knows to be here forever. You two are meant to be forever. You see it in the visions. She sees it, too. Ease her pain, Ian. Tell her, she's here now. Moby knows you need privacy. Tell her, or else you'll lose her in yet another lifetime." Ian nodded.

"Thank you, Danielle."

"See ya, other world calls." And she vanished. Ian stepped into the living room. Moby saw them look at each other and knew his place.

"Nice talking to you, Sara. Ian, gotta run. I've decided to go out and see the sights all night. I'll see you in the afternoon tomorrow." And without another word, Moby picked up his stuff and left.

Eli: One fine conversation coming up. Will be long. Let me work on it.