Okay, this I guess could be called my Disclaimer or something like that. Vash The Stampede, The Planet Gunsmoke, Millions Knives, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Meryl Stryfe, and Milly Thompson are not mine. They never will be nor ever were. I hope you enjoy my Fan Fic.

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A/N: GAH! Thanx Jess for pointing out that I've been spellin "Wolfwood" "Woofwood". I SoOoOoO didn't catch that. Heh heh heh. . . . oopps. Sorry about the wait on this one, been busy with the usual, guys, work, school, guys, and yet more guys.

*~* Katrina paused about halfway down the hall way, "Are you ready to go?"

Ericks stopped and looked around him. He nodded in reply and took the bag from her. "Let me carry it."

She shrugged and let him have it. It wasn't heavy or anything but it was cumbersome. She checked her watch and gasped, "Crap, we're landing in a half hour. We gotta hurry up." She took his free hand and ran down the corridor.

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"What'cha doing?" Milly peered over Meryl's shoulder at the piles and pile of paper work. A majority of it was labeled "Vash The Stampede" or "The Humanoid Typhoon".

Meryl started with a squeak. She hadn't heard Milly enter. She scolded herself for daydreaming on the job. "Paperwork."

She looked at the papers and sighed. Her job now was to file it all away. After three months with no sign from the brothers, she figured that she had better finnish the original paper work and get to work on filing the rest. She was beginning to realize how much she missed him on days like this. It did get awful lonely with Milly always off with Wolfwood all the time.

Milly seemed to sense that something was wrong. She bent over behind Meryl and gave her a big backwards bear hug. "Don't worry. We don't have to finnish it for another week." Milly smiled and practically skipped out of the room.

Meryl slouched, "Why can't I see things the same way she does? Is everything pink and happy all the time?" She frowned and went back to sorting the papers.

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"Finally! We need to go in here, strap in and get ready for the ride of a lifetime, although I do it every other month or so." She pressed her hand against a pressure panel and the door opened. Inside were row upon row of large black chairs. Each one had an over head holster like you might find on a roller coaster. She led Ericks into the room and to one of the chairs.

After she had helped to buckle him in and she was buckled in as well she started to explain what it felt like .

"You see, it starts off like a tinglely feeling running up and down your spine and then the whole thing sort of vibrates. . . "

His thoughts drifted else where. *How did I end up here? The last thing I remember was that we were all in February, and Knives was talking about the Plants and then he sort of stopped. . . no, I stopped him. I had seen a girl at the bar and. . . and. . . she had looked like Rem. Oh god! What did he do?! Shit, I can't remember. . . *

". . and right before we land there's this really bad jolt and then we're there." She paused and looked at Ericks. He was quiet and seemed to be spacing out. She reached over and touched him on the arm lightly. "You okay?"

He jumped and turned to face her. "Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking."

"Oh, okay. For a minute there I thought you were scared or something. So what do you wanna do first when we get there? I can show you around or we can just go to my house and then we can get you checked out at the hospital." By now the ship and gone into the final landing sequences and was preparing for re-entry.

He shrugged. "It doesn't really matter to me. But I think I'd like it if you showed me around, beings I've never been to Earth before."

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A/N: crap, I'm just about out of ideas now. I can't decide what should happen next, should the ship crash due to some sort of sabotage from Knives and they all die and be done with this crappy Fan-fic or should it go on and on forever and ever and ever? Ah well, again I'm sorry that I haven't added a chapter in a while, stupid work and school and babysitting and guys. They all take up my time. BAH! Begone with thee. Thou shalt feel thy wrath! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!