He pushed the door open and gazed across the garden. On the other side of the house the sun was setting and a dark shadow was slowly creeping across the ground, already concealing most of the yard.

With two steaming mugs in hands he went down the path and over to the gazebo. When he stepped onto the wooden floor it creaked, making her look up from the book and smile.

"I brought you some coffee, seeing as you refused to take a break." Yami told her, holding out one of the mugs.

Nina smiled at him and placed the book at her side, then reached and took the coffee from him. "Thank you. It's been so long, I forgot how it is to need sleep and food."

"The feeling is mutual." Yami said assuringly, then sat down beside her. As she sipped on the hot liquid he picked up one of the papers and looked at the notes jotted down. "What's this?"

"Hints to the location of the Chaos Gate." Nina told him. Her eyes were intent on the writing there.

"Shouldn't we try to find the Lapis Lazuli first?"

At this Nina shook her head. "I'm sure Sanders is already on his way to get it. It's would be wiser to find the Gate first so we can free all the Keepers before Sanders can return with the final Gem."

"I suppose you're right." Yami muttered. He took a sip of his brew, put down the leaf of paper and picked up another one. He scanned the notes, faintly making out the word Eye in the lineup of jot notes.

"That's what I've been able to find out about the former Keeper of the Lapis Lazuli." Nina uttered, making Yami glance over to her.

"What's it mean?" He questioned, looking down at the page again.

"I'm not exactly sure." Was the response. "The writer of the book never refers to the former Keepers by name, but gives them pet names, if you will. The Greek Keeper was called the Voice, and the Indian Keeper was called the Bringer, and it goes on like that. All of the names coincide with the gift of that Gem; the Greek Gem was the "voice" to the Chaos, and Indian Gem "brings" people from one plain to another. And the Egyptian Keeper was called the Eye, so it's power most likely has something to do with a sort of seeing gift."

Something stirred in the back of Yami's mind. "Can I see the book for a moment?"

Nina nodded, grabbed the book, and handed it over to Yami. He flipped through the pages until he came to one that depicted a round marble that was blue with white and gold speckles on it's surface. Hieroglyphics were carved delicately into the surface, and the same sort of writing filled the space around the picture. Yami's eyes were transfixed on the picture of the Gem and slowly he ran his hand over it.

"I know this somehow…" He said in a soft voice.

The girl beside him looked over his shoulder. "It says the Gem's Keeper was a very powerful man in control of his country. His people were the first to learn how to control the monsters that plagued the land. And though he helped to finally send all the creatures back into the Shadow Realm, he was never seen again."

"Me…" Yami whispered, his eyes still locked on the page. Nina glanced at him, a sliver of surprise in her eyes. "The Keeper of the Lapis Lazuli was in control of his country, meaning he was Pharaoh. And I was the one who helped return the creatures to the Shadow Realm in my past life."

"This could make a difference." Nina told him. "If you were the Gem's Keeper, that meant you created it. That means you've been to the Gate of Chaos."

Yami shook his head. "I may know that I was that Pharaoh, but that's what people have told me. I have no memory of any of it. I have no memory of the Chaos Gate, or the Lapis Lazuli. Except a feeling of dejavu when I look at this page…" He snapped the book closed, his eyes staying on his hands.

She sighed beside him, then her small pale hand enclosed around his. "Even if you yourself don't remember, your soul does. I'm sure that you would know if given the chance. Just follow your instincts, they won't lead you astray."

He slowly turned to look at her, meeting her clam green eyes. For some reason he felt comforted by the tranquility she possessed. They continued to gaze at each other, then Nina smiled, bringing Yami out of his dazed state.

"It's getting dark out, and cold." He muttered, then stood. "We should go inside."

With his empty mug in one hand and the book under one the same arm, he turned to her, presenting his hand. She smiled again, placing her hand in his and allowing him to pull her to her feet. Slowly, the two of them made their way towards the house.

She slowly walked into the room, here eyes watching the figure at the desk as he frantically typed on the computer. After leaving him alone since he had blown up that morning, she wasn't sure how to approach him.

Once she stood behind him, her eyes fell on the computer screen. To her it was just a series of numbers, but it must have meant something to him because he jotted things down on the notepad before him.

"Kaiba…" Bree muttered, her arms wrapped around herself. "You need to stop now. You haven't eaten since yesterday, and you haven't slept since yesterday…"

"Not until I find him." Was the bland reply.

"What are you looking for?" She asked.

"Anything unusual being sent to cold countries." He told her.

A cross between pity and worry filled her eyes. She crouched down beside his chair, gently placing her hands on his arm. "Kaiba, you're going to burn out. You need something to eat, you need rest."

"I won't rest until I find him!" The outburst set her back, making her pull her hands away.

Bree hung her head. "You're working at this too hard. I know Mokuba means a lot to you, but you're no good to him starving and a wreck. Please, just eat something."

No reply. Slowly Bree lifted her face and searched his. All she saw was lack of sleep masking fierce determination. His eyes were locked on the screen, his fingers beating the keys so hard she was surprised they didn't break.

Stubbornly she persisted. "Kaiba, stop and think what you're doing to yourself. You can't keep going at this pace, you'll kill yourself." Still, no response. "Will you at least listen to m-"

Quickly he cut her off. "I found something."

In an instant Bree was on her feet, looking over Kaiba's shoulder at the screen. "What?"

"These are the records of a construction agency who's database I've hacked into." He mumbled. "They do good work, but they're not so expensive that Sanders couldn't afford them."

"But what does that have to do with anything?"

"It says here they were hired to do "confidential work" a few months ago. Were paid well, too."

"Where?"

Kaiba's eyes searched the page. He typed in a few new orders, and a second page appeared. Quickly he scrolled through it, then stopped. "A place outside of Thule…"

"Thule?" Bree asked. "Thule what?"

"Greenland…"

Bree blinked, a bit in disbelief. "Greenland?" Then her eyes widened. "Someplace cold and barren…"

Kaiba pushed his chair away from his desk, then made to stand. He wavered a bit, and Bree grabbed his arm to steady him.

"You need to rest, and to eat something." She told him.

He tried to wave her off. "I'll be fine." But slowly he sank back into the chair.

"Wait here, I'll get you something to eat." Bree said, then quickly left the room.

She went down to the kitchen, which was now orderly, and quickly fixed a sandwich. Then she raced back up to the study and went in. Kaiba was still sitting in the chair, but the computer monitor was turned off. The card locket was open in his hands and the brunette was staring at the picture intently.

"I was suppose to take care of him." He muttered as Bree reached his side and placed the sandwich on the desk. "I was suppose to make sure nothing happened to him. That's what I promised our parents when they were going out that night. They were going to dinner, for their anniversary, and they couldn't find a babysitter. I said I would take care of Mokuba, and they left.

"Sometime in the night the police came to the house and took us both away. A truck driver had fallen asleep at the wheel and hit them head on while they were heading home. They were only a few minutes from home, too. If they had left earlier or later, they might still be here."

Bree placed her hand on his shoulder and squeezed it sympathetically. "I use to think mine would come back one day. Just walk through the door and say they had just been lost. They had gone out to help a friend on his fishing boat, like they always did. I always begged them to take me with them, but mom kept said I was too young and I could probably go the next time.

"But there was a huge storm. I waited by my window all night, waiting for them to come home. Eventually I fell asleep. When I woke up I was in Aine's house. She told me the fishing boat had gone down in the storm. There were no bodies, but they didn't think they would find anything except wreckage."

"I'm sorry about your parents." He uttered.

"What can you do?" She mumbled. "You can't fight nature. But you had a little brother to take care of, it must have been hard."

"But I still had someone there." To her surprise he reached up and lightly squeezed her hand that sat on his shoulder.

She pulled her hand away, aware that the color in her cheeks were rising. "Here," She said, pushing the sandwich towards him. "Eat."

Slowly he reached forwards and took the bread and meat, but only nibbled on it, his eyes still on the picture of Mokuba. Bree sat on the top of the desk, watching him.

"So, what's the plan?" She finally asked.

"Hmm?"

"The plan?" She repeated. "If they're all in Greenland, what are we going to do?"

Kaiba swallowed the food in his mouth. "We?"

"What?" She asked. "You think I've come this far to stop now?"

"I guess not."

"So, what's our next move?"

"I'll call for one of Kaiba Corp. jets to pick us up." He mumbled, taking another bite of the sandwich. "It would be better to leave at night, we don't need this group following us."

"Good call." A small smile spread across her lips.

"We'll probably reach Thule by morning." He continued. "We'll ask around, see if anyone has seen anything unusual."

"And be persuasive if we have to." She added.

Kaiba scowled at her. "Must you say something about everything?"

Bree looked down, half hiding a smile. "Sorry. Please, continue."

"Alright." He muttered. He finished the sandwich and put the empty plate on the desk. "It might take awhile to figure out where they exactly went, but not more than a day. It also might take awhile to find this Chaos Gate, and even more time to find everyone and get them out. This whole operation might take at least a day and a half, maybe even two."

"Sanders must be close to the Lapis Lazuli by now." Bree considered. "Unless he already has it. Kaiba, are these jets of yours fast?" He nodded. "Good, because that gives us a little bit of an edge against Sanders."

"He'll probably have to still piece together the clues from the book." Kaiba told her. "And then find the place where the clues are pointing to. It'll probably be buried under sand, so that could give us an extra day. So, if everything goes right for us and for him, we'll at least be half a day ahead of him."

"If everything goes right."

"Yes. If."

Bree stood. "I guess I'll start packing, I have nothing better to do. You should get some rest." She made her way over to the door.

"Bree?"

"Yeah?" She stopped with her hand on the doorknob, half turning towards him.

"Thanks." He muttered. "For the assistance."

Bree smiled brightly, opening the door as she did. "Hey, what are friends for?"

He slowly approached the door. Reaching out and grasping the handle, he turned it, then pushed the door open. The room was dark, but light from the garden fell in through the window and he saw her sitting on the bed. Cautiously he went over to her, stopping right before her. She didn't look up, as if she didn't realize he was there.

"Ishizu?" Marik whispered. He crouched down before his sister. There was a vacant look in her eyes, and her cheeks were stained with tears. "Oh, sister…" He reached out and took her hands.

This seemed to bring her back to reality and she blinked, staring at him for a moment. "Oh, it's you Marik." She pulled one of her hands away and rubbed the salt water off her face.

"It's alright." Marik whispered, patting the hand he still held. "You don't have to be ashamed of it."

"I don't know what you're talking about." She muttered. But she didn't meet his eyes.

He sighed softly. "Don't try to pretend you're unhurt by this. You really cared for Sanders, one of the reasons I didn't like him. This probably effects you worse of all because he used you." Tears began to brim in her eyes once more. Marik got up from the floor and sat beside her on the bed, allowing her to cry on his shoulder.

"It's just," She stammered through her sobs. "I-I thought I knew him. It d-didn't even occur to me that he might have been be-behind all of it… I'm suppose to k-know these things."

"You can't know what goes inside the everyone's heads." He assured her. "He had us all fooled."

Slowly she lifted her head from his shoulder and wiped away the new set of tears. "I just need to be alone right now." She whispered.

He nodded, patted her hand, then got up to go to the door. At the door he looked back and saw her curl up under the covers of the bed, staring out the window. With a bit of a worried expression on his face, he left the room and headed down the hall towards the entranceway.

"Is Ishizu ok?" A voice asked. Marik looked up from where he had been staring at the floor to see Joey standing in the doorway of the dining room.

"Just a bit upset." He replied.

Joey nodded. "I don't blame her. Ishizu is such a nice person, she deserves better than that."

"I know." Marik told him. He had reached the stairs and turned to go up them.

"What are you planning to do?" Joey asked as he watched Marik ascend.

He kept going up. "I'm going to find Sanders and make him pay. Simple as that."

"And what about Medea?"

This made Marik freeze. He slowly turned to the blonde. The question had caught him off guard. He didn't know how to reply.

Joey smiled slyly. "Don't think I don't notice things. Everyone thinks I'm thicker than I am. All it took was one glance at you two to see."

Marik blinked. "Wha-?" He stopped himself. He thought back to the whole day. He hadn't been able to keep Medea off his mind until the moment he had gone into Ishizu's room.

"You may want to go talk to Kaiba." Joey added as he turned and ventured towards the kitchen. "He's up to something. If you're going to find Sanders and Medea, it would be best to find out Kaiba's plans."

Marik stood where he was on the stairs, staring at where Joey had been standing. When he heard the kitchen's door slowly open and then close, he started his way back up, his destination being the study.

The door was ajar when he came to it. Slowly he pushed it open and saw the other boy standing beside the bed, stuffing things into a small bag. He stood in the doorway, silent, unsure if he should say something or not.

"Are you just going to stand and stare, or are you going to ask something?" Bakura ordered, not looking up from the bundles of things he was placing inside his bag. Ryou smiled sheepishly and went over to the other him. He stood at the foot of the bed and watched Bakura work.

"What are you doing?" He finally asked.

"Packing."

"Why?"

Bakura shoved the last thing inside the bag, then latched it closed. "I don't plan on standing around doing nothing. The others need our help. If we don't do something soon, the whole world will crumble down around us."

"Then I'm going to." Ryou said.

"No, you're not." The other boy told him.

Ryou's face became serious. "I'm not going to wait here when Sundari is in trouble."

Bakura opened his mouth to speak, but stopped. Slowly he looked Ryou over, meeting his eyes once was done. "You care a lot about her, don't you?"

"Of course I do."

"You'd do anything for her?"

"Yes."

Bakura slowly placed his hand on Ryou's shoulder. "Then stay here."

"What?" Ryou asked, stunned.

"It's safer if you stay." Bakura told him. "If you come with me, you'll just get yourself into a mess. And no one will save you, because I won't. I'll stand there and tell you "I told you so" and I'll watch you make that mess even worse. So, do us both a favor and stay here."

"I'm not going to." Ryou said stubbornly.

Bakura's eyes narrowed at him. "You will if I make you."

At this Ryou's skin went a shade paler, but his face was still set. "I'm coming with you."

Bakura let out an aggravated sigh. "Don't make me hurt you. I will. And I'll enjoy it."

"What is so important that I stay?" Ryou finally asked.

"Because I don't need someone to baby-sit and make sure they stay safe." Bakura almost growled. "I work better solo. I do things my way, and I don't need someone telling me what I'm doing is either morally wrong or against the law. It would be better for you to stay here. The people here need you more than I do. Besides, if this Nina is as good as she says she is, we'll be seeing each other soon enough anyway."

Ryou glared at Bakura for awhile, then seemed to submit. "Fine. I'll stay here."

"That a boy." The yami said with a smile, patting Ryou on the shoulder. He then turned and began to head towards the door.

"Just promise me one thing." Ryou called after him.

Bakura stopped, but didn't turn back. "What?"

"To bring Sundari and her family back."

He didn't say anything at first, then slowly turned to face Ryou. "I promise I will." Then he went out into the hall.

It was well past midnight, almost three in the morning. The household was silent, most fast asleep. The floorboards only creaked slightly as the small group went through the halls, down the stairs and out the door. Once outside then started at a brisk walk down the front path and onto the street to where a taxi was waiting for them.

As the girl opened the door and looked in she stifled a cry of surprise. The other two looked at her.

"What's wrong?" Marik asked.

Bree stood and turned to them, stepping out of the way for them to see who sat in the driver's seat. "Who invited him?" She demanded.

"No one invited me." Bakura uttered. He turned in his seat and looked at her, a sly smile on his lips. "I just knew something like this was taking place and thought it would be best to lend a hand."

"Why would we need your help?" Kaiba asked. He was at the back of the vehicle, tossing everyone's things into the trunk. "I think we have enough helpers."

"You do need my assistance." Bakura stated plainly. "I know what you three plan to do. Bree and Kaiba will go to the Chaos Gate and try to stop things there, while Marik will go to Egypt to find Sanders."

"Ha." Bree laughed. "You're wrong, we were all going to Greenland."

"Oh," Bakura muttered. "You chose the stupider plan…"

"How is it stupid?" Bree demanded.

The thief smiled sweetly at her. "Because two people can handle Greenland. And I know that Sanders hasn't found the place where the Egyptian Gem is."

"How?" The girl asked.

"Because I know where the Gem is." Bakura muttered. "The Gem lies past a long and complicated maze. The Pharaoh took extra precautions to make sure no one would get to it. The whole place is riddled with booby traps. Extremely dangerous. Sanders is a coward, he wouldn't risk his own life. So he more than likely sent other people in. Those people of course are foolish and will most likely be dead because of the tricks in the maze. If the people don't return by morning Sanders will send in more people. But they will also perish in the labyrinth. He doesn't have the Gem yet, and at that rate, he won't have it for awhile."

"And are you suppose to know how to get through it?" Bree asked.

"Of course." Bakura said, his smile widening. "Because I helped build it. I knew something was going on when the Pharaoh began to construct it. So I disguised myself as a slave and found out what he was building and how to get through it. Unfortunately my plans failed because, even though I could get through the maze, I couldn't get past the guards that guarded the entrance." The other fell silent to this news.

Finally, Kaiba spoke up. "What do you two think?" He looked at Bree and Marik.

"I think it's worth a shot." Bree mumbled. "At the most, they can distract Sanders and give us more time."

Marik frowned, but nodded still. "I guess it would work." He glared at Bakura. "But I am not taking orders from you."

Bakura sighed. "When have you ever?"

"Is it settled then?" Kaiba asked. Already he had pulled out his cellphone to call for a second jet.

"I guess so." Marik uttered. "Can we go already?"

The others nodded. Bree and Kaiba sat in the back of the taxi, while Marik joined Bakura in the front. As the former yami turned the key in the ignition and start the car a thought came to Marik.

"Bakura, do you even know how to drive?"

"Yes." He stated plainly. "I've been around since the first car was built. Only a complete imbecile wouldn't learn to evolve with the times."

Bree glanced around. "Where's the driver? The actual taxi driver?"

"He ran off." Bakura told her matter-of-factly. "For some reason he thought I was going to kill him…"

"Maybe because you said you would." Marik uttered.

"Oh, that's right. I did…"

Kaiba turned off his phone and returned it to his pocket. "The jet that will take you to Egypt will be at the airport in thirty minutes."

Bree blinked. "Whoa, those are fast jets. From Japan to Greece in only half an hour?"

"No." Kaiba told her. "There was one waiting in Athens. It had just dropped off a group of my engineers that were sent to update the facilities of a business I own here."

"Oh…" Bree muttered.

The yellow car sped down the street, heading towards the airport.