Author's Note: I have come to a decision, but you'll have to find out as the story goes. This chapter is a bit short but all will be told in the next one. Though there is a bit of Olaf in the next one. Don't worry, his part is short. I also want to thank you all for your patience in waiting for this part and for reviewing.

Three- Surprise Arrival

"Nothing," Klaus sighed, throwing the papers on the desk in front of him in frustration. He raked a hand through his already messy brown hair and walked from behind the desk to pace around the room.

Sunny looked up at him from the small crack in the door way to his office, wondering what had her big brother so agitated. She snuck into the room and over to his desk peaking at Klaus ocassionally to find him trying to worry a hole into the carpet thinking. It was then she found the recent letter from Violet lying with the pile he had just dropped. Sunny felt a flash of hurt since they usually read Violet's letters together over a warm cup of cocoa, crying together over the obvious mistreatment their sister was getting from Count Olaf.

"Sunny?!" Klaus said surprised, seeing the look on his sister's face and the letter in her hand.

"Why didn't you tell me Violet's letter came?" she asked him.

"I-I-" Klaus stuttered, cheeks flushed in embarassment.

Sunny looked down about to read when it was snatched from her hands.

"You shouldn't read it Sunny. It will only hurt you," Klaus said in explanation.

"It's been almost five months Klaus, I want to know how Violet's doing too!" Sunny shouted, tears springing to her eyes.

Klaus looked at his little sister, seing the welled up tears and finding himself sitting at his desk with Sunny in his lap. "Just brace yourself Sunny, okay?"

Sunny just looked at him weirdly then leaned against Klaus as he read out loud.

"My Dearest Sunny and Klaus,

I hope the both of you are doing well. You should try visiting Paris, it is a lovely city. The cafe's serve the most delicious cocoa and have great scones. Late at night you can see the city really shine when it lights up, the stars sparkle, the night is clear, a very beautiful view. Did you like the books on Paris history Klaus? What about Sunny? Did you enjoy the large jawbreakers I found in the candy shoppe?"

"Hey! You said those came from town!" Sunny exclaimed.

"Let me finish and I'll tell you why," Klaus replied.

"Do you both even enjoy reading or biting hard things anymore? There are so many things I'm missing, watching you both grow up, having good times like we used to. I thought writing these letters could keep us together, at least let you know how much I love you and miss you two so much. But I find it heartwrenching that I can never hear Sunny laugh or tuck Klaus in after a late night reading in the library. I've decided to stop writing, to let you both get on with your lives and stop bothering you with a sister who's never there and has a past too horrible to mention. Please Klaus stop trying to find me, you never will. Pour your determination and what little love you still hold for me into Sunny. Sunny, take good care of Klaus and make sure he doesn't work himself too hard. I love you both very much and know you will always be in my heart, like I hope I am in yours.

All my love,
Violet."

It was silent as the meaning of those words sunk in, Klaus blinked his eyes furiously having shed his tears the first time he read the letter.

"But she's not bothering us. These letters are the only way for us to make sure Olaf hasn't...that he hasn't.." Sunny broke down into tears.

Klaus rubbed Sunny's back as she cried. "You see why I didn't tell you Violet's letter had arrived. But don't worry Sunny, we will find her and get Olaf back for taking our sister from us."

"We've been searching for years Klaus, and everytime we get a small clue of where she is it ends up being a dead end. I don't wanna give up hope but..." Sunny paused, eyes turned away from her brother.

Just as Klaus was about to answer the doorbell rang, startling the siblings from their thoughts.

"I bet it's that package I sent for. Come on we'll open it and take our minds off this for the moment," Klaus said, placing Sunny back on her feet and taking her hand, leading them down the stairs of his plush apartment and to the front door.

Klaus opened the door and was immediately knocked to the ground when a heavy bundle landed on him. Blinking back his surprise, Klaus looked down at what had fallen on him and couldn't hold back a gasp. Violet had returned.

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Violet awoke but kept her eyes closed and breathing steady trying to figure out why the bed felt so warm and why Olaf hadn't kicked her out for not making him breakfast yet. Then it all came back in a flash and she remembered that she was no where near Olaf, she had arrived at Klaus' penthouse cold from the rain and slightly bruised from the train crash.

She sat up and looked around the room. It was decorated in light blues and violets, the bed she was in was covered with several comforters of dark blue and purple, there was a dresser of dark cherry wood and two chairs. In those chairs sleeping was Klaus and Sunny.

A pang of loss filled her as she realized just how much her brother and sister had changed. Sunny with her shoulder length honey colored hair, heart shaped face and delicate features. Violet smiled as she knew Sunny would look just like their mother. Turning to Klaus, Violet could tell her decision had changed him the most. Though well built and handsome as their father, Klaus had the tell-tale signs of exhaustion with deep bags of purple under his eyes and lines of worry and stress around the full lips and forehead.

Feeling eyes watching her, Violet turned to see Sunny's lake blue depths looking right at her.

"Violet?" Sunny whispered, disbelief in her voice.

Smiling happily for the very first time, Violet nodded. Sunny grinned and ran into her sister's arms crying into her shoulder. A hand rested on her shoulder and Violet looked up to see Klaus looking at her with tears in his eyes as well. All doubt Violet had about her siblings reception of her vanished and giving in, Violet cried. She had finally come home.

~end three~