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(At the end of the last chapter, Kel rushed into his rooms only to find that Neal…)

Had disappeared!

"Neal! NEAL! Where are you?"

Kel quickly searched Neal's suite of rooms but could find few traces of his disappearance.

Presently Dom came into the rooms panting and dragging on a loose white shirt.

"Kel, what's happened, where's Neal? ...Err, Kel, what are you doing?"

Kel, who was rummaging under Neal's highly untidy bed, answered quickly in a muffled voice, for her head was stuck under a spare pillow. "We've got to find out where he's gone, Dom; we've got to find out where he is!"

She jumped up from under his bed looking rather dishevelled and haggard.

"Well, let's start looking where he last was, Kel, not under his bed. Start at the desk - that's where the scroll he's working on will probably be."

Kel didn't know whether to hit him or thump him, so did a strange combination of both and nearly fell over. Dom caught her and gently pushed her over to the desk, following just behind her.

They frantically burrowed through Neal's papers…all six hundred and twelve of them, finding absolutely nothing that was remotely helpful.

"Aaaaargh!" Kel groaned out of sheer frustration. "Why can't Neal keep his papers in nice piles instead of throwing them everywhere?"

She grabbed Neal's blanket and pulled it over her head then sat down totally still, sulking. The picture was so comical that Dom had to struggle to keep from laughing, but then he noticed that on Neal's bed, under the pillow that Kel had knocked aside when taking the blanket, was a dark red scroll.

"Kel, you're brilliant!" he yelled

"Yes, I know that," she said in a muffled voice, still thoroughly miserable but, Dom guessed, hiding it under that infernal mask.

He ripped the blanket off her head and kissed her fully on the lips, making her gasp in astonishment. She grabbed the blanket and pulled it tightly over her head. Dom chuckled. Right now she had an uncanny resemblance to his little two year old sister.

"Not funny!" Came the still muffled reply to an unanswered question. The question may possibly have been "Do you know what you look like?"

Meanwhile, Kel was having her own thoughts inside her (or rather Neal's) blanket. He can't love me, he just can't. He loves some court maiden who's fallen straight into those gorgeous eyes...and they're such nice eyes too. Argh! What am doing? I'm supposed to be trying to look for clues…but I'm not coming out of my blanket yet, I can't talk to him!

"Hey, Kel, are you going to come out of that blanket any time soon?"

"No."

"I guess I'll take the scroll and go find Neal on my own then."

That got her straight out.

"Ha!" laughed Dom, "Tricked you!"

"What," moaned Kel, "You mean you haven't got the scroll?"

"Oh, don't worry, I've got the scroll, but now I can kiss you again," said Dom in a smug voice, his eyes dancing.

Kel sulked some more but eventually she started kissing back. She liked it too much not to.

Super huge digi cookies to all reviewers. I know it's short again but at least I updated and it's got some fluff so don't be too mad. I'm not too sure I liked this chapter but hey, at least it's something.