Author's Note: Thanks to ChunkyMonkey421 (#4), Mekisu, and Amaya for the new reviews. Ok, what you've all be waiting for. Nick and what the hell he's been up to. Hehe. Or maybe not. Maybe I'm just going to let you sit there and squirm. ::evil grin:: Heh, heh, heh…

He breathed radically as he blazed down the street. He had seen Milly. It had scared. But he wasn't trying to catch his breath.

It was kind of hard to do that when you're dead.

He rode his bike fast as he headed out of town. Well, not to fast. He needed to keep this bike in fairly good condition. Wolfwood was giving it away after all. He was riding the motorcycle to a nearby rock formation. On foot it would have taken an hour or two. On his motorcycle, and at the speed he was going it would be relatively short. Too much was on his mind to be thinking about the time.

He was thinking, about Andrew. Wolfwood had been expecting a different reaction from his son. 'What do you expect?' he asked himself. 'You're some homeless guy from the past to him that gave him sunglasses.' This last though made him smile. Andrew had been wearing them. And he was so tall! Father pride swelled up in his chest. His son had turned out rather well. From information he had received one way or another.

Andrew still gave out boxes of food to kids on the streets. He had become a savior to them. Actually had quite a following. He also had volunteering the past two summer's at Wolfwood's old orphanage. And every Sunday he went to church. This made Nicholas wonder if all the good qualities that he had been some how instilled in his son and optimized. Yet Andrew wasn't perfect. He was prone to loose his patience with people. His temper was a little harder to loose, but not by much. He also had beaten up an older boy when he was 15. The reason why was not supplied to Wolfwood.

A bump made him "wake up" and realize that he was at a rock formation before him. He stopped the bike and killed the engine. Wolfwood really didn't want to do this now. He got of the motorcycle and wheeled up a flat rock, that make a nice ramp, to a landing of more rock. Time to wait. He put the kickstand down and found a spot against more rock to sit down at.

"Tempted to stay?" came a voice when Wolfwood had closed his eyed and leaned his head against the rock wall.

Head still against the wall, he opened his eyes looking at a man total opposite of him. He had blonde hair, gray eyes, and wore a white suit with a dark undershirt. "Of course," Wolfwood replied. Why did he insist on asking questions he'd know the answer to? He found most of this guy's kind did that.

The man in the white squatted next to him. "Oh, come now. Don't I get a thank you? After all I am the one that let you come this time and last time."

"That doesn't change things, Ashriel," he said, still in the same position. "I would have like to have been given the opportunity to spend more time with Andrew. Time with his mother too would be nice. And maybe I'd to see Vash and Meryl too. I hear they have two kids now."

"Like I said before. You'll get plenty of time with Milly," Ashriel said.

He jumped up and pointed a finger at Ashriel. "Don't say that! It freaks me out when you do that."

Ashriel stood and help up his hands. "Sorry. I keep forgetting. Anyway we have to be g-" He stopped short. Ashriel tilted his head to the side as if listening to something. Then he looked at Wolfwood and smiled. "You know, a little more time here won't hurt you. I'll be back when you're done though." With a blink of an eye Ashriel was gone.

Then Wolfwood heard someone climb up the ramp-rock.

*~*~*~*

Just Moments Before

I was still sitting, typing away. Making up some story about Vash. I don't see why the company still had me assigned to him. I think it was because everyone else is afraid of them. All the better though.

The front door flew open. Vash stood in the doorway with the kids in front of him. He was panting and sweating. Demi and Connor looked like they had no idea what was going on.

"Vash?" I said. "What's the matter?" I stood up and walked over to him.

"Must…follow…Andrew…Watch…Weeds," he panted. After that he turned and ran off.

"What was all that about?" I asked them.

Demi shrugged. "Dunno. Andrew was let off of work early today and was coming home with us."

"Then we saw this guy on a motorcycle," Connor said. "Andrew saw him, dropped the thing he was carrying with him and chases the guy. Dad picked it up, picked us up, and ran home. We passed Milly on the way. He put Andrew's thingy in the shed."

"That's when you saw us Mom," Demi said. "We don't have any idea where they went off to." She looked out the window. "I hope they're ok though."

"Look what Dad bought us though!" Connor said, holding out a handful of candy. "Want some?"

"No thanks, dear." I also looked out the window. This was very strange. I wasn't sure what to make of it. Why did Andrew run off? I don't think he's in trouble. Andrew hardly, if ever, got into any kind of trouble. I was worried.

I heard Demi go in her room. Most likely to hide her candy from Connor. Connor was unwrapping some of his and eating it.

"Wait, Connor you said he went after some man on a motorcycle, right?"

Connor, whose face was covered in chocolate, nodded his head. "Yeah. Don't know who he was though. Wore a lot of black." I'd have to wash his face later.

I only knew one man who wore black and rode a motorcycle. "Wolfwood," I whispered. When Andrew was five he said he met a man describing him. We thought it was a coincidence. I wasn't so sure anymore. My own children had seen him now. Part of me wished it were, the other part didn't wish it were Wolfwood. If Milly saw him… I wasn't sure if it'd be good or bad thing for her.

Author's Note: Sorry its so short! I promise the next one is going to be longer!