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On with the ness. I don't own nothing. Except Jak.

*********Chapter 4 I do believe.**********

Meryl woke up with the morning sun falling onto her face. Sighing, she looked beside her to see an sleeping Humanoid Typhoon. He never was a morning person, even though it was 10 o' clock.

'Aww, crap, I am really, really late for work.' she thought as she looked around in the blankets for her shirt. Finding it halfway under her pillow, she put it on, then poked Vash to make sure he was really asleep. Climbing over him and trying not to wake him, which proved to be no problem, she wandered in the general direction of the bathroom.

"Ow," she said as she threw her foot over the edge of the bathtub. She let the warm water soothe her aching muscles. She couldn't pin-point why they were sore, either she slept wrong, or it was a night of really great sex. She could make a bet on which one it was though.

Just then, the bathroom door creaked open. Poking her head out of the shower curtain, she saw Milly standing there, still in her pajamas.

"Its just me Meryl. Need to brush my teeth." she said.

"Oh, ok, just don't mind me. You look tired, did you not get any sleep?" Meryl asked as she continued her shower.

"No." was Milly's only reply.

"Ok, well, we are going to have to call in and tell the boss why we are late." Meryl continued.

"Is that really smart Meryl, I don't think the boss would be really happy if you go in and say, Boss man Sir. I am late because I was up really late having sex with the Humanoid Typhoon. He would kill you Meryl." she tried to reason.

"Yea, might just tell him we over slept. And how did you know, well... erm, yea," Meryl said nervously as she washed her hair.

Milly spit out her toothpaste. "It was hard to miss." And with that, she left. Meryl heard her cheery voice in the hall. "Good morning Mister Vash. Have a nice sleep?"

"Well, as a matter of fact, yes!" he said with the same exuberance.

Meryl stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself, tying it tightly, not that it mattered.

"Morning sunshine!" came his voice right in her ear.

"Morning," she said sleepily. She just kept walking. No sexy talk, no morning after speeches and what-not.

He just stood at the end of the hallway in his pajama pants, staring at her yawning figure. He noticed she looked little stiff. 'Oops.' he thought.

He closed the door to the bathroom and got in the shower. He needed one.

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"Sorry boss, noisy neighbors, kept us up all night." Meryl started.

"Whatever, since you girls are so dedicated, a few late mornings are forgivable. A few." he emphasized. "Now, got a new person for you to follow, since that infamous Humanoid Typhoon can't be located..."

Meryl stifled a giggle. He boss just looked at her. "Anyways, her name is Jakar Malanox, seems to be our upcoming second localized human disaster." He held up a picture. Looked like mug shots, only, no white lines or orange jumpsuits.

Meryl took the picture. Staring at it, she took in the young womans facial features, green eyes, little nose, cute lips, shoulder length blackish, bluish hair. Had her left ear pierced clear up. Looked as if she had her left eyebrow pierced at one point in time.

"She is wanted for fifty billion double dollars for the destruction of a few small villages and the main town of Deciembre. (AN: Spanish for December, it seems the writers of the show had a thing for naming towns after months, why not keep to the show? Hrm?)

She also is wanted for the murder of several high government officials and countless civilians. There is also a list of minor charges at the bottom. This girl could give Vash the Stampede a run for his money." he finished, giving Meryl a complete list of the charges.

She looked it over. Class F property damage, Class B Property damage, Armed robbery, unarmed robbery, armed assault with a deadly weapon, armed assault with a non-deadly weapon, unarmed assault, indecent exposure on five accounts, the list just continued on and on. Trafficing of illegal substances, trafficing of illegal weapons, Meryl was astonished that a woman had accomplished this much.

Milly laughed, "Her and Mister Knives would go good together!"

"Shut up Milly, you don't even know the guy."

"True, they just sound the same!"

The boss was bewildered. He had no clue who the hell Knives was. But he wasn't going to ask. "Ok girls, start when ever you feel like it, preferably by the end of the week, if you want to take a few days off before hand, be my guest. Just tell me."

"Thank you boss. We are very sorry we let you down on the Vash case." Milly told the boss as they left his office.

"I have a feeling he is right under our noses."

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"Hey mister Vash! We got a new case! Looky!" Milly exclaimed as she bounded through the door. "She's as bad as you are!"

Milly didn't give him the picture, just the charges sheet. He looked them over.

"Wow, how many charges does she have?" he started counting, "Holy shit! 57! No, there is two counts of this one, five of that one, 64! Wow, and I thought I was bad."

"How many do you have?" Meryl asked.

"I dunno anymore." he said with a laugh. "So, who is this chick anyways?"

Meryl handed him the pictures, "Her name is..."

"JAK! Hahaha, what a idiot," Vash started rolling all over the floor laughing.

Meryl and Milly were just stunned. "I thought her name was Jakar." Milly said.

"Jak must be short. HOLD ON! You said you left you brother with a girl named Jak, wouldn't happen to be the same one, would it?"

Vash just kept laughing, he couldn't find the breath to do other wise.

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Knives woke up with a pain in his arm. He had been sleeping on it funny. He wondered where Jak was, he was getting hungry. Finding some early morning strength, he sat up with his feet over the bed.

Looking at the clock, he wondered why he was up this late in the morning, it was nearly 11 o' clock.

Then he saw Jak wander past the door on her way to the bathroom. She had ditched her form fitting suit for pair of Vash's shorts and a t-shirt she dug up from somewhere. She had horrible bed head, so he figured she had just woken up to.

Seeing he was up, she wandered in and gave him a good-morning smile.

"Morning Mister Happy Pants."

"Yea," was all he said.

"Want anything?" she asked.

"I want to go downstairs, if it is ok."

"Yea, I guess its ok. Let me put some clothes on." She left the room with a big yawn. Knives just sat there. He was cold. He hadn't had a shirt on in quite some time, and it was getting to him. Pulling through the pain, he walked to his dresser. Leaning on it for support, he opened the second drawer and pulled out a long-sleeved t-shirt. Under it, he found his gun.

Laying there, gleaming its vicious nature. Black, the color of death, why he had kept it and not the silver one. He sat back down on the bed and stared at it. It still had three shots left in it.

Pointing it at the wall, he pulled back the hammer, and pulled the trigger. And again. And again. Killing the spider that was climbing up the wall in front of him. He continued to pull down on the trigger, but all it did was click it emptiness.

He heard Jak scream, she ran into the room to see him, sitting there, tears coursing down his face silently as he held a beautiful black gun out in front of him. She looked at the wall. Three perfect holes had formed in a one inch diameter.

On the floor, was a spider, curled up in the pain of death.

She looked again at Knives who kept the gun out in front of him. Seeing his face, she ran over and took the gun from his grasp. She nearly dropped it for she was surprised at how heavy it was. She was amazed he had held it in front of him for so long without shaking or dropping it. Laying it down on the bed, she wrapped him up in a tight hug. It was the only thing she could think of doing.

His thoughts, no, more like his memories were invading her brain. Tears began pulsing down her cheeks and splashing onto his naked body as she felt his past. They were short glimpse, but got longer, Knives killing an unknown crew, Vash yelling about someone named Rem, Vash shooting him in the leg, and leaving, Knives killing a relative of the Rem figure, Vash letting loose this massive horror, nearly killing Knives and destroying July, Legato, Wolfwood, and the final show down. Knives shooting Vash, them releasing the horrible guns on one another, Knives taking Vash's gun, using both of the horrors, but Vash using a huge cross to save himself.

She was crying, not just for Knives, but for all the people he knew. He literally was a man killer. No matter who it was, anyone he had come in contact with, had fallen. She had seen it all. A priest in black, a blue haired man with beautiful golden eyes, a man with a saxophone, they kept coming, flooding her mind.

He had long stopped crying, but was shaking horribly and couldn't get the faces of the man out of his head.

He stood up violently, through all the pain, yelling at the spiders.

Pounding his fists on the wall, he screamed, "DAMN THE SPIDERS, damn them all to hell... why did Rem have to save them? Why wasn't it just me and Vash." tears spilled out of his sky blue eyes. They screamed for mercy, for comfort.

Jak stood up through tear stained eyes and wrapped her arms around him. He responded by clutching her close to his skin, to his very soul. Tears fell from his eyes onto her soft, black hair. He smoothed the small water droplets out as the tears came to a slow stop.

But, he didn't let go.

They just stood, feeling comforted by each others warmth. He slowly regained pain into his legs, and began to sink. She was having trouble holding up him up as he became heavier and heavier.

He realized what was happening, and he struggled to stand upright, causing even more pain.

He began to fall over, but she caught him. Holding him up. He grabbed her arms as the unseen muscles bunched out.

"You know, I am stronger than you think," she said with a smirk.

He just gave a small smile. She thought that was a good enough answer. His smile ended as he fell into a deep sleep, caused by the last hour of pain.

"Lets get you downstairs, that's what you wanted in the first place." she said as she hauled him out of the room.

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Vash was officially freaking out. As soon as Knives' pain and grief exploded into his head, he dropped everything, which happened to be Meryl, and ran out the door. She came bulleting after him with Milly hard on her heals.

"Vash? What in gods name are you doing? Running out of the house like that." Meryl yelled as the hopped into a nearby vehicle. Vash had jumped it, due to the fact he really didn't know where the keys were.

Meryl and Milly scrambled in, and before the doors were shut, Vash slammed on the accelerator.

Meryl looked at him, he was so hard to read. His face was scrunched up, like he was thinking, but his eyes, they were pools of unknown. She knew better than to push him farther.

'Knives, what the hell did you do this time?' he thought.

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BumBumBummmmmmm, you all thought they were gonna kiss.... moowahahaha, how evil am I? Ok, I am not evil, but that will happen sometimes. Got some suggestions for ya'll. If you havent been to the movies latley, see either Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack Sparrow, scuse me, Captian Jack Sparrow is absolutly hilarious, acts like he's high the entire time. Or drunk, then when he does, its even funnier. Or see American Wedding. Now that's crazy. And Stiffler has a nice streak.

I think I did good with this one. The bathroom scene with Meryl and Milly is my personal favorite. 'Boss man Sir. I am late cause I was up all night having sex with the Humanoid Typhoon,' I think the Boss man Sir would kill her.

Ok. REVIEW! Dammit.

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Nuclear