Author's Note: Okaaaayyyyy….lemme see…oh, when we last left our hero's, they were in the most awkward of awkward positions…don't really know where this chappie is going right now as I don't exactly have concrete outline of what should happen yet…so I'm just gonna write and let nature take it's course…and stuff. Anyway, thank you for the latest reviews! Please keep at it!!! 'Cuz reviews are what makes the world go 'round…(or at least my world )

"Jin?!" Xiaoyu asked in disbelief.

Her face paled and the world around her began to spin…here he was…Jin Kazama! The man she loved! He had returned! She had dreamed this would happen for the past two years…and here it was. Thrust upon her (literally).

She should have been happy, and she was…but at the same time, she felt a mixture of anger at Jin, and fear for Jamie. She hadn't heard from him in two years! He hadn't written, or called, or anything! She was worried sick about him all this time, and he just randomly decides to show up?! Xiao wanted to cry, hug, and hit Jin all at once…but for some reason, her body would not let her move…so she stood; mouth agape in shocked silence.

The two star crossed lovers stared at each other for several seconds…the room heavy with silence. Ling stared at Jamie's limp body held in Jin's outstretched arms. Jamie's face was a complicated map of cuts and bruises. His nose looked broken, his eyes were swollen shut, and his lip was split. Was he dead? Xiao wanted to ask, but was afraid too.

Fortunately for Xiao Hwoarang did it for her.

The crimson haired Korean stared at Jin with a smoldering gaze…his jaw was set firmly, and his fists were clenched so hard at his sides that they were shaking.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO KAZAMA!!!!" Hwoarang shouted.

He had yelled so loud that the walls in the small room began to rattle…Xiao covered her ears, and Julia stood straight up…Hwoarang's voice had startled her.

"Hwoarang! Shut up!" Xiao screamed back at him.

The act was so uncharacteristically like Xiaoyu that it managed to keep Hwoarang quiet.

"I didn't do anything to him…" Jin began in his signature, low voice.

"Is Jamie…" Julia interrupted.

"He'll live." Jin replied as he put the fallen warrior in his bed.

"And his wounds?" Ling asked.

"They'll heal by morning." Jin finished.

"Okay, that's all well and good and all, but that doesn't answer my question Kazama! What the fuck happened?!" Hwoarang said, voice raised slightly.

"Lee Chaolon was a vampire who trapped Jamie in his mansion. He had slipped a potent mix of muscle relaxants and tranquilizers into Jamie's drink causing him to lose his powers temporarily." Jin explained.

"And he survived it? How? First of all, it would take a lot of that stuff to make Jamie lose his powers…in fact, in the best case scenario, that stuff would have put Jamie in an anabolic coma." Julia stated with her arms crossed.

"A Nephilim has a unique physiology Julia…anyway; Lee tried to kill him and came close to it. But Jamie put holy water in his wine glass. Lee drank it and died." Jin finished.

"Wait, Jin? How do you know all of this? How long have you been here? And why didn't you tell me?" Xiao asked with her arms crossed.

She tried not to sound hurt, but she couldn't help herself. She told Jin everything about her, and when he left after the fourth tournament, she had been sad, but she knew that he would keep in contact with her.

That had not happened. During this time, Xiao began to torture herself with questions that she knew she didn't want answered...like: Has Jin met someone else? Or: Is he alright? Does he need help?

These questions had plagued her for the first few months…but she began to realize that she could not obsess over these questions any longer. Jin would return, and he had said that he had loved her…and given the situation…that was enough for her…well, at least it was enough until he would come back. He had told her that he would return…and here he was…back in her life…just like that.

"I came back because I heard that the Nephilim had come to Tokyo…I felt like I had to protect him-" Jin began.

Hwoarang snorted. "Protect huh? Helluva job you've done!" He gestured to Jamie's passed out, battered form on the bed.

"I had to keep a low profile. If Kazuya knew that I was here, then he'd go after those I love." Jin said, glancing at Xiaoyu.

"Look, I'm glad you're back Jin. But we've still got some questions that you haven't answered." Julia replied evenly.

As the best friend of someone who loved Jin, and the girlfriend of someone who despised him, Julia had decided long ago to remain neutral. She neither hated, nor loved Jin. They were "friendly acquaintances" and both were content to keep it at that.

Sighing, Jin explained his connection to the line of the Nephilim. How he had fought alongside Patrick, and befriended Patrick's successor Mark, and how he had promised Mark to watch over his successor as he lay dying.

"I couldn't make myself known to him…so I watched from a distance. I watched his progress with Lee, and went to help him when I felt that it was absolutely necessary."

"He's lucky he's not dead…he defiantly should be." Hwoarang muttered gently looking over Jamie's wounds. "I've seen things like this back in Seoul, death by bludgeon is never fun…I wouldn't wish this on anyone," He turned, and looked at Jin. "Except for you."

"Hwoarang…this isn't going to get us anywhere…" Xiao began.

"You say that you're here to protect Jamie right? Well, how could you sit back and watch him running for his life from Lee? Defenseless and helpless? I may be a badass, but I'm not heartless! God, I hope that Mark or whatever didn't put too much faith in you!"

That did it. Jin began to advance on Hwoarang. The two were held back by Julia and Xiaoyu.

"STOP THIS!" Ling screamed. "Look, we all know about Nephilim so we might as well band together and help Jamie stop Kazuya, these vampires, and whatever! In case you guys haven't realized it, this whole Tournament has a lot of unexplained phenomena happen behind the scenes! Everyone else maybe content to look the other way, but not me! I'm sick of it!" Xiao finished.

"Well, what do you think we should do?" Julia asked.

"We shouldn't leave Jamie alone. He killed Kazuya's brother, he might come back here…we should take turns watching him…at least until he heals. Jin and I will take the first watch. Hwoarang, Julia, you take second." Ling stated in an all business tone.

Everyone agreed to Ling's terms and began to keep their vigil over the sleeping Jamie…as he slowly…ever so slowly began to heal…

"Oh Steve…I don't think we should do this…" A woman's voice giggled.

"Ssshhh…relax kitten…" Steve murmured…accent working in overtime.

"But you're roommate! He's asleep, like several feet from us and…"

"Don't worry pet he's been dead to the world all morning…he's a heavy sleeper, he'll be fine…and besides, kids are very visual."

More lusty giggles could be heard, as well as heavy breathing, and sloppy kisses.

I swear to God…it figures that I'd sleep through anything...BUT THIS!!!

Jamie Parker had just woken up…his eyes were still closed, but he had managed to be brought back to consciousness. Ever since he was little, he had been a very heavy sleeper. Jamie had managed to sleep through hurricanes, uber thunderstorms, his uncle's heart attack when he was little…but for some reason, he managed to wake right when his roommate Steve decided to bring Christie back to the room.

Of course, Steve and Jamie had laid the traditional roommate ground rules (mostly Steve had made the rules since he had the superiority, and Jamie could live with just about any major vice). One of the cardinal rules was the fact that if a Hawaiian lei was placed on the door knob, then Steve was with a girl and not to be disturbed. Now, there was some kind of loophole in the rule that Jamie didn't particularly enjoy.

Another five minutes was spent by Jamie with eyes squeezed tightly shut, and head burrowed under the covers attempting to sleep…but, as luck would have it, his body refused to let him catch another forty winks. Jamie sat up, stretched, yawned, and pretended like he had just woken up, and was totally oblivious to the situation. This caused Christie to let out a small gasp, and leap into the bathroom with Nephilim speed! Steve quickly covered himself with the covers and glanced at Jamie nervously.

"Oi, so you've finally woken up then?" Steve asked with a fake grin plastered on his face.

"Yeah," Jamie said sleepily. "What time is it?"

"'Bout 11:30 or sumthin' breakfast is over, but I snagged ya a plate of eggs n' bacon…I left it in the microwave."

Jamie couldn't be mad at Steve, he rarely held grudges anyway, and this random act of kindness had immediately forgiven the cockney boxer. Jamie got out of bed and stretched some more. He was still wearing the rumpled clothes from last night. Jin must have put him in bed or something. Just then, Christie emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body.

"Oh, hi Jamie! I was just…"

Jamie smiled. "It's alright you guys. I know what happened, I woke up like five minutes ago."

Their faces turned bright red, like two kids caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

"I'm really sorry Jamie I tried to stop him but-" Christie sputtered.

"No, it's okay. Don't worry about it. Next time though, just wake me up before you do anything. I'll sleep on the couch in the lobby."

"Hey, did you guys know that Jin Kazama officially signed up to enter the tournament last night?" Christie asked.

She was quite the wealth of information in this tournament.

"What?!" Jamie asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, I saw him and Xiaoyu last night at the Shinjuku. They looked like they were having a deep conversation or something. Anyway, they were out really late. I saw them on the way back from the club. Anyway, I said hi and stuff and he said that he had just signed on for the Tournament."

Crap! Jin must've ran into Ling, Hwoarang, and Julia last night…that must've been fun…only if you like a lot of screaming and shouting and yelling…

Jamie left, and walked down to the lobby. The fighters were allowed to have the weekend off, and today was Saturday. The lobby was bustling with the various fighters, each speaking in excited voices about their plans. Jamie found Julia sitting in the dining hall with a cup of coffee and her laptop. He immediately walked over to her.

"Julia?" He asked.

She glanced up, expectedly at first, then surprised that it was Jamie.

"Jamie?! You're awake, are you alright? How do you feel?"

"Oh y'know, slight limp, a couple of cracked ribs, another day at the office." Jamie stated as if discussing the weather.

"Well, you look 100 better then you did last night."

"I imagine I do…wait? You saw me last night?"

"We all did. Xiaoyu, Hwoarang and me. Jin dropped you off."

"Wonderful," Jamie said sarcastically. "I can only imagine how that went down."

"Explosively; Hwoarang got in a shouting match with Jin…y'know the usual, I'm surprised it didn't wake you up. Anyway, Xiao and Jin left after their shift and haven't been seen since. Hwoarang's taking a shower in his room, he told me to wait for him down here. We've all decided to get along and stuff to help you out."

"Well, I appreciate that…but I'm sorry I caused so much drama."

Julia took a sip of her coffee. "Don't worry about it. It'll work itself out, it always seems to."

"You mean to tell me that Hwoarang and Jin have decided to get along? I mean, I'm a newbie, but even I know that those two would rather endure a hydrocholonic then play nice and exist in the same room!"

Julia chuckled. "Yeah…you've got it. But Xiao can be very persuasive when she wants to be. Anyway, Hwoarang and I are going to see a movie…you wanna come?"

"Naw…thanks though. I'm going to pay a visit to Paul Phoenix."

"Why Paul?"

"Lee told me that Paul was the official winner of the third tournament. He had beaten the Nephilim Patrick. If I'm gonna take on Kazuya and his hordes of the undead then I can't have another mess up like last night…and the night before."

"Jamie, you haven't screwed up." Julia said.

"Listen, Kazuya nearly killed me, and Lee almost put me on the menu. I need to know what happened to Patrick. What were his faults? How did he lose his fight and ultimately his life?"

"Kinda morbid don't you think?" Julia asked.

"It is. But I don't know what else to do Julia."

"Well, if I can do anything let me know alright?"

"Actually, there is something that I was meaning to ask. Y'know, if it's not too much trouble." Jamie fished in his pocket and pulled out a computer disk…the same one that Lee had left behind.

Julia investigated it.

"Alright, I'll look into it for you."

"Thanks Julia…you don't have to do it now, but whenever you get the chance." Jamie said gratefully.

"Don't worry about it." Julia stated with a cheery smile. "Anyway, Paul's probably at a garage across town fixing his bike. He's always over there. You really can't miss it; it's across from Marshall Law's dojo."

"Thanks Jules…don't know what I'd do without you guys." Jamie said as he dashed off to his room to change…shower…and get some answers!

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