Author's note: What shall I say? Long time no see. And enjoy the chapter!
The question of how to contact people outside the Realm still hung in the air, when suddenly Susanne had an idea "The two of us could return, since you are not lost any longer and I have found you. We could go back and contact relatives or friends of the other lost souls" she explained to the count and Momo. "Well, but you forgot that we can not come back to the Realm afterwards either. Meaning that if we actually find someone daring enough to come to the Realm and save their beloved person, another would be on our earth again, but not us here anymore." Falko reasoned. "Wait a minute." Momo interrupted "but this would be a cycle that could really work. I mean, if a saved one goes down and agrees to try everything to contact someone closed to another lost soul, this closed one then comes here to save their friend and so on, we could really help most of them, couldn't we?" "Yes" Susan said. "No" the count spoke at the same time "most would not agree or not actually find such a person and I am still of the opinion that most people stranded here do have no love, friend or family left. Mary was an exception. As was I. But how many of them will have an uncle back there? Or such an unique woman as Susanne?". She blushed slightly at this. "I still agree with Momo" Susanne spoke in a strong voice that left no room for arguments. "It is the best way we really can help them escape this endless fog" she tried to convince her lover. "I would be very sad if the two of you had to go, even if it is to save another" Momo spoke quietly. And it was the truth. She really had grow accustomed to the strange pair, even their quarrelling. "But I will not ask you to part, one of you going, one staying, since you have fought so long for your love."
"Look" Susanne said, indicating towards a man clad in a grey business suit, looking all proper and stiff. Momo and the count regarded him too. "Your case" Falko said with a small smile on his thin lips. "You bet." she answered and strolled towards the man. He eyed his surroundings suspiciously, as if examining and Susanne gathered that he had to be new here. When she came closer to him, he took her left arm and turned her around, holding her tight. It all was one quick motion and the next thing she felt was cold, round metal against her scull. "Who are you working for?" a cold, business-like voice asked her. "What? Noone, I just wanted to talk to you!" she tried to sound sure or herself, which was kind of hard as there was a gun pointed towards her treasured brain. "Let her go" she heard the commanding voice of Falko. The stranger overlooked them quickly, then released his grip on her. A moment later she was in her lover's arms as he pressed a soft kiss onto her forehead. "Old habits die hard." it sounded like it should be an excuse, as he put away his gun again. "Where am I and who are you?"
"So now tell me, why you have to find this Jean Valjean. What is the reason you have to find him, by any means? How come that the endless search for him is making you a troubled, lost soul?" David softly inquired. The inspector was looking rather pitiful to him, not like the stoic officer he usually was, at all. "I need to,...tell him something. Talk to him. And admit that...that I was wrong. And that he, the search and hunt for him, it gave my life, I admit not a very grand one, but a meaning. For that I want to...thank him. And maybe...apologise." David could see how much it had cost the man to force these words out of his mouth. "But however did you get the idea that you will find him here? I am actually not allowed to, but in secret, I can tell you there is no Jean Valjean (and no Monsieur Favre or Madeleine by the way) here in the realm.
Disclaimer: I do not own the grey-clad man with the gun. Any guesses who he is? hint: the section of this story won't tell you Still do not own any of the other characters either.
The question of how to contact people outside the Realm still hung in the air, when suddenly Susanne had an idea "The two of us could return, since you are not lost any longer and I have found you. We could go back and contact relatives or friends of the other lost souls" she explained to the count and Momo. "Well, but you forgot that we can not come back to the Realm afterwards either. Meaning that if we actually find someone daring enough to come to the Realm and save their beloved person, another would be on our earth again, but not us here anymore." Falko reasoned. "Wait a minute." Momo interrupted "but this would be a cycle that could really work. I mean, if a saved one goes down and agrees to try everything to contact someone closed to another lost soul, this closed one then comes here to save their friend and so on, we could really help most of them, couldn't we?" "Yes" Susan said. "No" the count spoke at the same time "most would not agree or not actually find such a person and I am still of the opinion that most people stranded here do have no love, friend or family left. Mary was an exception. As was I. But how many of them will have an uncle back there? Or such an unique woman as Susanne?". She blushed slightly at this. "I still agree with Momo" Susanne spoke in a strong voice that left no room for arguments. "It is the best way we really can help them escape this endless fog" she tried to convince her lover. "I would be very sad if the two of you had to go, even if it is to save another" Momo spoke quietly. And it was the truth. She really had grow accustomed to the strange pair, even their quarrelling. "But I will not ask you to part, one of you going, one staying, since you have fought so long for your love."
"Look" Susanne said, indicating towards a man clad in a grey business suit, looking all proper and stiff. Momo and the count regarded him too. "Your case" Falko said with a small smile on his thin lips. "You bet." she answered and strolled towards the man. He eyed his surroundings suspiciously, as if examining and Susanne gathered that he had to be new here. When she came closer to him, he took her left arm and turned her around, holding her tight. It all was one quick motion and the next thing she felt was cold, round metal against her scull. "Who are you working for?" a cold, business-like voice asked her. "What? Noone, I just wanted to talk to you!" she tried to sound sure or herself, which was kind of hard as there was a gun pointed towards her treasured brain. "Let her go" she heard the commanding voice of Falko. The stranger overlooked them quickly, then released his grip on her. A moment later she was in her lover's arms as he pressed a soft kiss onto her forehead. "Old habits die hard." it sounded like it should be an excuse, as he put away his gun again. "Where am I and who are you?"
"So now tell me, why you have to find this Jean Valjean. What is the reason you have to find him, by any means? How come that the endless search for him is making you a troubled, lost soul?" David softly inquired. The inspector was looking rather pitiful to him, not like the stoic officer he usually was, at all. "I need to,...tell him something. Talk to him. And admit that...that I was wrong. And that he, the search and hunt for him, it gave my life, I admit not a very grand one, but a meaning. For that I want to...thank him. And maybe...apologise." David could see how much it had cost the man to force these words out of his mouth. "But however did you get the idea that you will find him here? I am actually not allowed to, but in secret, I can tell you there is no Jean Valjean (and no Monsieur Favre or Madeleine by the way) here in the realm.
Disclaimer: I do not own the grey-clad man with the gun. Any guesses who he is? hint: the section of this story won't tell you Still do not own any of the other characters either.