Authors Notes: Alright, another short chapter. But I'm running out of stuff to say! Writers block, if you will. But I'll do my best to break it. Thanks for the reviews. And as for the questions about whos kid is whos, everything is answered in Chapter One. Enjoy!

Vincent's POV

"The balcony.. She has to be there." I said aloud to only myself.

Racing up the stairs towards the elevator earned me a handful of stares and a few unwanted points of the finger. But not even a run in with Kate could stop me from saving Kit, so whats a few stares?

"Hey, Vince! Where the hell are ya going?" Dan shouted, making a solid grab for my arm.

I knew he would end up following me anyway, Dan is the kind of guy to always have his stubby nose is everyone elses business. Still, he's probably one of the coolest guys I know so he can tag along all he wants.

I ignored his shouts for now, knowing full well that I'd be seeing him again in only a few minutes. Stepping into the elevator, I pressed the button that would take me to the 2nd floor and to the runaway love of my life.

The metal doors finally opened after what had seemed like an eternity and I ran out of the small booth heading towards the end of the hall. After a minute or so of running like a intoxicated homeless guy, I reached the end of the hallway and saw the door that would lead to Kit. Never the one to hesitate, I pulled open the door and ran up the short staircase, immediately noticing long brown hair blowing in the wind. For once, I read the clues right.

"Kit! Come here, now. We need to talk." I made sure to speak loudly enough so that she could hear me, but in the end the wind blew my words away.

"You found me? I didn't think you'd come." A calm voice answered, as she half turned to face me.

Kit looked so sad, as if after all of these years she's finally ready to really end it. End everything.. End everyone.

And it looks as if she hasn't ate for days.

"I know you don't want to be here. You want to be with me, don't you? Then come back with me, I'll do whatever I can to fix this mess."

"I love you, Vince. But I don't need you to fix anything for me, I've been just fine by myself for years and years. Then suddenly you come into the equation and all I can do is rely on you. Don't you understand how hard that is? Maybe this game of clues will teach you something. I give you the clues and you rely on them to find me, meaning that you all have to rely on is me. I want to see how you handle it." Kit said, looking almost embarassed and ashamed for telling me exactly how she felt.

"..Wish me luck, then?" Still unsure if Kit was just kidding around or telling the truth, I decided to use the only answer I could find.

"If you need me, you'll find me." Were Kit's final words to me before releasing another note from her pocket and jumping off of the balcony.

I ran over to the ledge, knowing that the drop down to land was incredibly far and a mere human would have died instantly. But Kit seemed to be alright.. Nothing like cheating death I guess, eh?

I picked up the note before the wind could carry it away from me and scrolled over the writing.

Without it,
All scents would be the same,
Abandoned,
The children were left without a name,
Realization,
Of the feelings they both shared,
War,
Was lost here.

I folded the paper neatly and placed it inside my own pocket for safe keeping. Just then, I heard heavy footsteps behind me and I hardly needed to look to see who it was.

"Dan, whats up?" I asked simply, sighing for a brief moment.

"Hey.. How'd you know who it was?" Dan asked, pulling on my shoulder, forcing me to turn and face him.

"Pretty damn obvious I should think."

"Creepy.." Dan shook his head and continued on, "So what happened with Kit?"

"Well.. I have to go find her." I stated with a boring edge to my tone.

"...Again?" Dan asked in disbelief.

"Yes, again. Don't start. I love her, you know that." He was beginning to annoy me.

"Hey now, I wasn't dissing her. She's an awesome gal. It's just.. Isn't this getting a little tedious?" Dan shook his head and continued on, "Then again, I don't know anything about love so who am I to talk? Go get your girl!"

"Ha.. Thanks, Dan. I think I'll do just that. See ya." I began walking towards the elevator once again but Dan's next comment threw me slightly off guard.

"And make sure you get something out of her, eh? After all of this trouble you've gone through to be with her." A cocky smirk lay across Dan's face and I held myself back from breaking his nose.

"Thanks for the input, Dr.Dipshit. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go find my princess."

And I know exactly where she is.