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Disclaimer-Once again, do not own Baten Kaitos.

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"Gone?" Ayme first thought was of delight, but she stopped when she saw how depressed her partner looked. "What do you mean gone-you probably just didn't look hard enough."

"But I looked everywhere-and the window was open, he may have jumped out. What if something happened to him? He's so small and innocent." He protested, as Ayme snorted loudly.

"Yeah right-innocent. Look, if you're that worried, go out and find him, he can't have gone far." She rolled her eyes, as Folon looked relieved.

"Thanks for understanding. You'll be OK here on your own-right?" He suddenly remembered to ask.

"Believe me, I'll be just fine." Ayme reassured him with a smirk.

"Good." He sighed, hurriedly helping her back to the sofa, before dashing out the door, without even saying goodbye for the first time ever. Ayme waited until she was sure he was gone, before a large smile crept onto her face.

"No Folon, no hairball-I must be dreaming." She thought to herself. "What shall I do first?" She passed the time pleasantly-first having a long shower, knowing Folon wouldn't accidentally burst in on her, then cleaning the kitchen-now the hairball would never be able to smash anymore plates. How wonderful. She rounded of the afternoon by having a nice nap. Curling up on the sofa, eyes closed, she gave a deep sigh of relaxation, and slowly slipped into a deep sleep.

She was running-as fast as she could, but her leg kept hurting her, slowing her down. Sweat trickled down her forehead, and she was panting heavily. Somehow, she just knew she had to keep going. She skidded violently round a corner, and saw Smoky, cowering as a monster chased him. The pitiful creature meowed as the monster brought it's sword down to bear-about to slice the kitten in half. Ayme watched in horror, paralyzed.

"NO!" There was a cry from her left, and Folon darted out the shadows, leaping in front of the kitten just before the sword hit. Ayme screamed as the blow was struck-and trembling, she started walking forward as the monster moved away, seemingly ignoring her. Folon didn't move, his lifeless form slumped on the ground. The kitten was cradled in his arms, and it too was dead. Breaking into a jog, Ayme dropped to the ground in front of them, unable to stop herself from crying.

"Folon." She begged. "Get up." He didn't reply, and she looked horrified, eyes large

"No Folon, don't die on me now-I won't let you." She whimpered, as she realized the monster was coming back, getting ever closer towards her. Unable to turn, she kept her eyes locked upon Folon's.

"I'm sorry." She whispered, and then she felt intense pain as the sword pierced her leg, and she screamed, as with a thump, she awoke and realized she'd fallen off the sofa.

"Shit-what was all that about. I've never had such a pathetic dream before." She told herself, trying to shake away the horror of it. Her leg was hurting again, and she pulled herself back into a comfy position, breathing deeply.

"Just then, there was a knock on the door. With an exasperated groan, as she got up, she pulled the door nearly of it's hinges in anger as she went to answer. A large package was waiting for her. Dragging it inside, she saw Lyude's neat handwriting carefully pasted on a letter next to her.

"Ayme.

Folon informed of the reason as to why you have continually missed work for the past week. I am deeply sorry that clearly we did not provide enough soldiers for you-perhaps you have already received the forms I gave your fiancée about the 30 more soldiers I am willing to give you charge over-I hope this will help. Please accept my sincerest apologies. In the meantime, please consider this a gift for both you and your future husband, something I'm sure you will find enjoyable, and to keep you company while you heal. I look forward to seeing you back at work.

Lyude, Ambassador of Alfard."

"Folon never could keep his mouth shut. Bet you everyone in Alfard knows about us getting married now-and he's probably invited them all to the wedding." She muttered darkly, before looking at the box. However, she couldn't feel any enthusiasm for opening it. Reading the letter just made her realize all the more how much she liked the blue guy-though she rarely knew it. He was annoying, and moronic-but he was also her only friend now Giacomo was dead, plus they had been partners since the beginning. He had been gone several hours. If anything had happened to him…

"Damn it." She cursed angrily, striding back to the door and pulling on her shoes (not the hover ones-I'll just assume she doesn't use those anymore) and slamming it shut behind her.

"If he's hurt I'll kill him." She muttered, before setting of down the darkening street, eyes narrowed.

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Sorry this was kind of angsty compared to the others-I didn't mean for it to be-the next one should be more lighthearted after the beginning. I may not be able to update until Monday-we don't get back home till then, but I'll do my best.