Disclaimer: Don't own Trigun or any of the characters of Trigun.
A/N: Thank you guys for all of your reviews, oh, and I want to explain one thing to my friend Railynn, the roses. The roses are going to play an important role in a few chapters and they don't really have any association to Vash's dreams of Rem. Just thought I'd clear that up. Okay, on with chapter 23!!!
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Knives sat alone in the living room while Meryl took her shower upstairs, pondering the events of today.
Saria felt fine before she went upstairs, and then she mysteriously became ill. She looks so familiar...where have I seen her before?
Knives got up from his chair and walked upstairs and into his office, turning on the light and walking to his desk. He paused midstep and noticed the disarray of papers on his desk from earlier. He rushed to his desk and began to sort through the mess of papers, deciding to get back to work.
He unlocked his drawer and pulled out a large manila folder, pulling from the file a photo of Lorelei Baroque and her bio. There was nothing that really jumped out and bit Knives on the nose, so he decided to put his work aside and call to check on Vash and Saria.
He picked up the phone and dialed Vash's number, waiting patiently until the answering machine clicked on. Knives sighed and left a message for Vash to call him, hanging up the phone and reluctantly returning to his work.
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Vash quietly opened the door and shut it behind him, trying not to wake Saria. He placed the paper bags he carried on one of the side tables in the hallway and walked upstairs to check on Saria.
He quietly opened the door and heard the sound of water running in the bathroom. He figured that she was feeling better and decided to pick up her dirty clothes off of the floor.
He bent over and picked up Saria's button down blouse and crop pants off of the ground and stood upright to grab her coat that was draped over the chair next to the stand on which the phone and answering machine rested. As he whipped it around to drape it over his arm, many folded pieces of paper spilled from the inside pockets.
He hurried to pick them up and paused when he came across a photo of Saria in the arms of a familiar looking man. As Vash studied the picture, he noticed that she was wearing an elegant white gown and the man was in a tux. What was this a picture from?
Vash stood upright and studied the picture vigorously, trying to put a name with the face of the man in the picture. He felt writing on the back of the picture and turned it over to read the message on the back.
He had only just turned the picture over when everything around him became dark and the sound of running water faded away. Vash had been knocked unconscious.
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Knives sat in his office alone, hoping that Vash had gotten his message and was alright. He reached over and grabbed the phone again, dialing Vash's number. The phone did not ring.
"We're sorry," chimed an operator, "the number you have dialed has been disconnected. Please try your call again later."
Knives slammed the phone down and held his head in his hands.
"Something is terribly wrong," he whispered to himself, ceasing all thought as Meryl entered the office. She immediately sensed that something was terribly wrong, seeing as it took a whole hell of a lot to make Millions Knives break down and cry.
"Knives, talk to me," said Meryl, rushing across the room to comfort her fiancé.
"They're gone," whispered Knives.
"What do you...?"
"Vash's line is disconnected and they are both gone." Knives cried into Meryl's chest as the phone rang. Meryl reached over her sobbing fiancé and answered the phone, continually cradling Knives in her arms.
Knives ceased his sobbing as listened to Meryl's end of the conversation, his breath shortening as he took in her every word. Meryl hung up the phone and looked down at the fear stricken Knives.
"That was Saria," said Meryl.
"Is she alright?" asked Knives.
"She's fine. She's at the police station and will be there through the night."
"Where's Vash?"
"He's missing. Saria said that she had just gotten out of the shower and she saw the house in disarray. She tried to call the police, but the line had been cut, so she became frightened and drove to the police station."
"She's going to stay there tonight?"
"Until they find Vash, she'll be there."
"I can't believe it. She got him."
"Who?"
"Lorelei Baroque."
"How do you know?"
"I have a feeling it was her. Oh god, please don't take my brother from me!"
Knives banged his fist on the desk and sobbed harder into Meryl's chest. Meryl ran her fingers through Knives' platinum blonde hair and prayed silently that Vash would be okay.
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Saria shifted in the hardwood chair against the wall as she dried her eyes and listened as the police issued a search for Vash the Stampede. Sure, he was still a wanted man with the sixty billion double dollar bounty on his head, but when it came to reuniting a wife with her husband, they'd search for anyone, convict or not.
"Ma'am" began the sheriff, "one of my men will escort you to your home, check it out, and stay with you through the night. Will you be alright?"
"Yeah," choked Saria. "I'll be fine."
She rose from her uncomfortable chair and walked to her car, unlocked it, and hopped inside. One of the sheriff's deputies followed her home and proceeded with his checking of the house. Saria waited in the living room downstairs until the deputy returned.
"You should get some rest, ma'am," said the deputy. "I'll be up all night if you need anything."
"Thank you," said Saria nodding her head and walking out of the living room and up the stairs to what was once her and Vash's room. She climbed into bed and hugged Vash's pillow, breathing in the sweet scent of his hair and closing her eyes, crying herself to sleep.
A/N: Yes, I know, this chapter was painfully short, but I don't want to put too much in and ruin the story. The next chapter will be longer and will get more in depth with the situation at hand. Now that you've read, you must now review. If you don't, my good friend Legato (man this guy is sexy) will get inside of your mind and force you to review.
Now, on to chapter 24! (Wow, I can't believe I made it this far!!)
A/N: Thank you guys for all of your reviews, oh, and I want to explain one thing to my friend Railynn, the roses. The roses are going to play an important role in a few chapters and they don't really have any association to Vash's dreams of Rem. Just thought I'd clear that up. Okay, on with chapter 23!!!
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Knives sat alone in the living room while Meryl took her shower upstairs, pondering the events of today.
Saria felt fine before she went upstairs, and then she mysteriously became ill. She looks so familiar...where have I seen her before?
Knives got up from his chair and walked upstairs and into his office, turning on the light and walking to his desk. He paused midstep and noticed the disarray of papers on his desk from earlier. He rushed to his desk and began to sort through the mess of papers, deciding to get back to work.
He unlocked his drawer and pulled out a large manila folder, pulling from the file a photo of Lorelei Baroque and her bio. There was nothing that really jumped out and bit Knives on the nose, so he decided to put his work aside and call to check on Vash and Saria.
He picked up the phone and dialed Vash's number, waiting patiently until the answering machine clicked on. Knives sighed and left a message for Vash to call him, hanging up the phone and reluctantly returning to his work.
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Vash quietly opened the door and shut it behind him, trying not to wake Saria. He placed the paper bags he carried on one of the side tables in the hallway and walked upstairs to check on Saria.
He quietly opened the door and heard the sound of water running in the bathroom. He figured that she was feeling better and decided to pick up her dirty clothes off of the floor.
He bent over and picked up Saria's button down blouse and crop pants off of the ground and stood upright to grab her coat that was draped over the chair next to the stand on which the phone and answering machine rested. As he whipped it around to drape it over his arm, many folded pieces of paper spilled from the inside pockets.
He hurried to pick them up and paused when he came across a photo of Saria in the arms of a familiar looking man. As Vash studied the picture, he noticed that she was wearing an elegant white gown and the man was in a tux. What was this a picture from?
Vash stood upright and studied the picture vigorously, trying to put a name with the face of the man in the picture. He felt writing on the back of the picture and turned it over to read the message on the back.
He had only just turned the picture over when everything around him became dark and the sound of running water faded away. Vash had been knocked unconscious.
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Knives sat in his office alone, hoping that Vash had gotten his message and was alright. He reached over and grabbed the phone again, dialing Vash's number. The phone did not ring.
"We're sorry," chimed an operator, "the number you have dialed has been disconnected. Please try your call again later."
Knives slammed the phone down and held his head in his hands.
"Something is terribly wrong," he whispered to himself, ceasing all thought as Meryl entered the office. She immediately sensed that something was terribly wrong, seeing as it took a whole hell of a lot to make Millions Knives break down and cry.
"Knives, talk to me," said Meryl, rushing across the room to comfort her fiancé.
"They're gone," whispered Knives.
"What do you...?"
"Vash's line is disconnected and they are both gone." Knives cried into Meryl's chest as the phone rang. Meryl reached over her sobbing fiancé and answered the phone, continually cradling Knives in her arms.
Knives ceased his sobbing as listened to Meryl's end of the conversation, his breath shortening as he took in her every word. Meryl hung up the phone and looked down at the fear stricken Knives.
"That was Saria," said Meryl.
"Is she alright?" asked Knives.
"She's fine. She's at the police station and will be there through the night."
"Where's Vash?"
"He's missing. Saria said that she had just gotten out of the shower and she saw the house in disarray. She tried to call the police, but the line had been cut, so she became frightened and drove to the police station."
"She's going to stay there tonight?"
"Until they find Vash, she'll be there."
"I can't believe it. She got him."
"Who?"
"Lorelei Baroque."
"How do you know?"
"I have a feeling it was her. Oh god, please don't take my brother from me!"
Knives banged his fist on the desk and sobbed harder into Meryl's chest. Meryl ran her fingers through Knives' platinum blonde hair and prayed silently that Vash would be okay.
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Saria shifted in the hardwood chair against the wall as she dried her eyes and listened as the police issued a search for Vash the Stampede. Sure, he was still a wanted man with the sixty billion double dollar bounty on his head, but when it came to reuniting a wife with her husband, they'd search for anyone, convict or not.
"Ma'am" began the sheriff, "one of my men will escort you to your home, check it out, and stay with you through the night. Will you be alright?"
"Yeah," choked Saria. "I'll be fine."
She rose from her uncomfortable chair and walked to her car, unlocked it, and hopped inside. One of the sheriff's deputies followed her home and proceeded with his checking of the house. Saria waited in the living room downstairs until the deputy returned.
"You should get some rest, ma'am," said the deputy. "I'll be up all night if you need anything."
"Thank you," said Saria nodding her head and walking out of the living room and up the stairs to what was once her and Vash's room. She climbed into bed and hugged Vash's pillow, breathing in the sweet scent of his hair and closing her eyes, crying herself to sleep.
A/N: Yes, I know, this chapter was painfully short, but I don't want to put too much in and ruin the story. The next chapter will be longer and will get more in depth with the situation at hand. Now that you've read, you must now review. If you don't, my good friend Legato (man this guy is sexy) will get inside of your mind and force you to review.
Now, on to chapter 24! (Wow, I can't believe I made it this far!!)