Disclaimer: This is me not owning Trigun :(

This is me putting in another chapter :)

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Recap: Previously, we read that Neece met "Uncle V." Next we will see the craziness that ensues….

Chapter 3.

I saw Shawna and Jingle run up to me just then. "Hey, Neece, where have you been? We didn't see you in the store. Come on, we're building a big mountain and we need your help!" Shawna said.

"Okay, in a minute. I have to help this man find his way out of town first."

"Hey, you're in luck; I know every street around here!" Jingle bragged. Too bad you don't know where my dad is, I thought to myself.

Shawna came with us and it took us until about three in the afternoon to get there. Uncle V. didn't talk much. He acted so silly in the store, but now he was really serious. Jingle tried to impress him with the latest stories he'd heard and experienced, but not even that worked.

We got to a certain part of town and Shawna and I stopped. "Jingle, we aren't allowed to go any further. Can't you just point the way?" I reminded. Up ahead were where the police station was and the jail and most of the people who owned vehicles.

Jingle stopped. "Oh, yeah, right. Well, it looks like you'll have to continue on your own now. Just go straight until you reach a fork in the road and then turn right. You might want to stay as far away from the left as you can. Most of the dangerous stuff happens there. Also, the news reporters breathe down everyone's throat that comes by…" he continued on with another far-fetched story, but the guy didn't listen.

"Hey," I complained, "he didn't even say goodbye." We watched him go pretty far down and he took a left at the fork in the road.

"He's either really brave, works with the news, or really stupid." Shawna perceived. "Which one do you think it is?" She asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders and we turned around and went home. "All I know is that he believed me when I told him that Vash guy is not so bad and my dad was kidnapped. I think he's brave."

"It sounds like he might work for the news to me." Jingle said. "Or, what if he's one of those guys who have your dad? Then he must be looking for trouble." He added.

Back in my neighborhood the next day, I had to do the dishes and laundry, so I couldn't play. Maya was out doing only Mom knows what! Just wait until I'm older! I thought as I hung the laundry up to dry.

As I stuck the last dress up, I saw two ladies walking toward my house. I wondered if they were more investigators Mom had hired. They seemed to be arguing over something. I thought it would be a good idea to help them out.

"Excuse me, can I help you?" I walked straight up to them.

They stopped and looked at me. One was really tall with long brown hair, while the other lady was a head shorter with black hair. She answered and said, "Yes, I heard that there has been a kidnapping around here and I'm trying to find the house of that person. Do you have any idea what I'm talking about?"

"You're talking about my dad. Come on, I'll take you to my mother. Did she hire you too? Are you looking for him?"

"Not exactly, see we're from the Burnardelli Insurance Company and we heard that Vash the Stampede is involved so we've been called—"the tall lady began to explain.

I interrupted her. "Oh, never mind, I can't help you." I stopped walking.

"Wait a minute, why not?" The short one demanded. She put her hands on her hips.

"It must be different because I know Vash the Stampede isn't involved. He just isn't the kind of guy who'd do that, I'm sure of it!"

They looked startled. "You know who he is?" They spoke in unison.

I blushed. "Well, no, but…"

The short lady shook her head. "Then you can't say that. You don't know it's true."

I fumed. "You can't say he's guilty because you can't prove that either!"

"She's got a point, Merrill," said the tall lady.

"Shut-up, Millie!" Merrill retorted.

I told them to follow me and we went to my front door. I stepped inside and told them to wait while I called Mom. "There are some people from the insurance company here to see you."

My mom groaned. "What makes them think we can afford insurance?" She let them in anyway and politely listened to what they had to say. If I were Mom, I would have sent them away in an instant.

She told me later that she felt sorry for them. They came a long way and were just trying to earn a living like the rest of us, so the least we could do would be to give them the benefit of a doubt. I didn't catch everything she said so it didn't make a lot of sense.

I showed them to the door when they were through talking. I followed them outside too. "Well, where to now, Merrill?" Millie asked.

"I don't know. First, we have to find Vash the Stampede, and then we can go from there. We don't have anymore reports to write at the office so we have the rest of the day to ourselves, unless something comes up."

"You guys are looking for him?" I asked. An idea began to form in my mind. Maybe he could help me find my dad and get him home. Everyone seemed to be afraid of him, so maybe he was really some kind of hero.

"Are you following us?" Merrill stopped walking and faced me. I shrugged my shoulders. "We have to find him; it's our job." She said sourly.

"Gosh, he shouldn't be that hard to locate," Millie stated, "there aren't that many people dressed in a long red coat that have yellow-orange sunglasses."

My mouth dropped open. She just described Uncle V.! Could it honestly be the same man? That guy was loony; there's no way it could be the same person of whom everyone was after! It just didn't seem possible. Maybe he only acted nice around children or something just to get what he wanted. He wanted food and directions the other day and after that, he quit speaking.

"Hey, what's wrong, girl?" Millie asked.

I blinked once, then twice before I answered. "I know where he is. I saw him yesterday." I mentally kicked myself then because I knew when everyone found out, they would chase after him.

"Where, where did you see him? Where is he now?" Merrill demanded to know.

"Never mind," I turned around and ran the opposite way. If I was fast enough, I would make it to Jingle's house. His was to the left side of my house. I couldn't run back home because if my mom found out, then I would never be allowed out of the house again.

"Hey, come back here!" I heard them shout. They started chasing me!

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A/N: Uh, here's chapter 3. can't think of anything better to say :P

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