(A/N: Hey folks, I just re-read Chapter 2 and realized that it's a confusing mess. No one ever said that writing at 4 in the morning guaranties that one writes well. Check out my fan art on my homepage.)

"A journal! brilliant!" Harry thought. "This will tell me something about how she'd gone missing and where she's been." He looked down at the sleeping form of Nymphadora Tonks. "Got to do something. Get her some help."

He didn't know the extent of her injuries or why she was acting that way. Her pupils weren't dilated so she wasn't drugged but Tonks was obviously having some delusions about dragons and surviving in the wilderness. Those cuts and bruises were pretty bad. Some looked a few days old but they could be treated with a first aid wand. But he wouldn't know what to do if there were internal injuries or broken bones. "Mrs. Weasley would know. MRS. WEASLEY! The others! Bugger. I haven't even contacted them at the Ministry yet." Harry jumped up and raced to the fireplace.

"I'm sorry, who did you say you needed to contact?" A receptionist witch was speaking to him from the flames

"Shacklebolt. Kingsley Shacklebolt."

"Just a moment."

"No please don't put me on hold again!" She put him on hold. Harry looked back to keep an eye on Tonks.

"Are you still there, Sir?"

"Yes."

"I am sorry, Sir. I can neither confirm nor deny that we have a Kingsley Shacklebolt employed at this department."

"What?!"

"Unless of course you have the pass..."

"possom2009."

"Pardon me."

"That's the password they left me, possom2009."

"I'm sorry, Sir, you have used an outdated password." She was about to disconnect.

"No. No. Wait please. It's an emergency."

"What kind of an emergency, Sir."

"I-I don't know. The kind that's very uh... emergent. Look what do you want from me? I've got a woman on my couch and she's not doing well." Harry knew he wasn't making sense but he couldn't help it. He began to vigorously tussle his messy head of hair. Then he realized what time it was.

"Shift change." He said. "You've just had a shift change haven't you? That's why the password is outdated. Hang on. I'll just be a moment."

He scurried off to the kitchen and came back with a piece of paper. "Let's see." He read. "CassTheCurious, Me222, Thor Nairda, Honks, Makotochi, Uten..." The woman waited patiently as he mumbled through a list of yesterday's passwords "...Hippy Gypsy, BeOt. Here it is!" He finally proclaimed. "Mel49."

"Password confirmed."

Harry heaved a sigh. "Thank you. Now may I please speak to Kingsley Shacklebolt?" He pleaded through gritted teeth.

"One more moment please."

"No don't..." She disappeared. "...put me on hold."

Harry's palms were sweaty. He was pacing around and fidgeting with the paper in his hand. With two long strides he had crossed the room and was now kneeling beside Tonks. Her spiky pink hair was evenly cut all around except for the bangs which were slightly longer and fell over her eyes. He gently brushed them aside and let his hand rest on her cheek.

She was warm. Not burning up but still not good. Her skin was clammy. He could see that she was already having rapid eye movement in her sleep. That meant she was dreaming and, judging from the twitching in her eyebrows and on the corner of her mouth, it wasn't a pleasant dream. He looked again at the journal and contemplated reading it for a moment.

"Sir, are you there."

"Yeah. Yes. Yes, Ma'am. I-I'm right here." Harry had jumped up and was back at the fireplace.

"I'm affraid Mr. Shacklebolt is still out on assignment."

"What about the others, Mr. Weasley, Moody, Lupin? They can't all be out on the search at the same time."

"Well those that haven't been searching have just left. You'll have to wait for the others to come in."

Harry looked again at the journal. "Look will you just..." He calmed down and licked his lips. "Will you please let them know that they can call off the search? Tonks is here. She's a little banged up... well a lot actually but I don't think there's anything seriously wrong with her."

"I'll do that, Sir."

"Thank you. Oh wait can you..." Again the woman was gone. "...send someone over now?" He gave up and left to fetch a first aid wand and a wet cloth. "Shouldn't be long now anyway." He mumbled.

After Harry had cleaned and dressed her wounds a bit he checked for broken bones. Then he felt her head for bumps and found two whoppers. One, he could see, had bleed but was already scabbed over. He wrapped her in a blanket, elevated her legs, and put a rolled towel under her neck. Harry had decided against waking the others for now. They couldn't do anything more than he already had.

"What's taking them so long to get back?" He thought.

Again he saw the journal. This time he picked it up an opened it. The pages were blank. Harry took the quill, which was

charmed so that it never needed to be dipped, and wrote the following; "Just what the hell happened to you, Tonks?"

Letters appeared in her handwriting. "Wotcher, Harry!"

He couldn't help a little smile that bubbled up inside him. "That's a fine 'how-do-you-do' ay. Won't ask how my day's been, how are you, nice weather. Just 'what the hell happened to you'."

"Sorry, Tonks, but you're in a bad state right now and I need to know what's happened so I can help."

"Awe that's right nice of you, Harry. Thank you but I'll be alright. You'll see."

"Still..."

"Ha. Curious aren't you? That's cute by the way. You know the way you write in that little 'dot dot dot' thing. Look what I can write -) Cute huh? "

" "Tonks." He said losing his patience. " Harry actually wrote that narrative.

"Alright. I don't suppose I should be doing this but, dot dot dot, have a look." Harry was suddenly swept into a memory that was not his own. It was a memory from five days ago. The morning before she had gone missing.

(A/N: Short chapter. I'm not used to long distance writing. I'm more of a literary sprinter. Go ahead and flame away. Any review is a good review. I actually get a little kick out of the flames. One flame prompted me to write a whole chapter of "Nothing Sacred". It's a funny Honks fic (Harry/Tonks). Go read it. Next chapter will be longer and updated sooner. Cross my heart.:-)

(A/N: You know what's really annoying?! When you stay up all night writing somethin only to have special characters and hyper links stripped from the text when you post. My little smilely face joke was ruined!)