Disclaimer: I don't own Jak 2 or 3 or any of the characters except for Trista. Naughty dog does.

Chapter Fifteen

It had been a week since Jak got here, and he was already busy with missions again. I smiled as I walked through the streets of Spargus, and looked around for Mel. She should have been wandering around by now, but I couldn't take the time to find her. On my arm was a basket, filled with flowers. I had found a small place where the flowers would actually grow and the few children who had once seen them actually liked them, so I handed them out a lot.

I hummed to myself as I walked along the streets, staring blankly at the sky, almost as if it would be able to lift me and take me back to Haven. I still missed the city, even if I didn't live there anymore.

"Attention citizens of Spargus. A storm is approaching the city. Begin preparations." Damas's voice rang out over the streets and I stopped in my tracks. A storm, I needed to get home. Mostly because it wasn't safe to be on the streets during the storm. I looked around, and sure enough, the people were running to the safety of their homes, and some others were running to try and protect the city from getting hit too badly by the storm. I wasn't quite sure how they did that though.

"Trista! What are you doing just standing there! We need to get going!" Max grabbed my arm and ran through the streets in the direction of my house, which wasn't that far from his. Already sand was making it's way past the wall and he let go of my arm. His house was nearby, and I could see mine through the thin haze, he coughed and ran into the safety of his place.

I ran up to my door and opened it, escaping from the already sand filled air. I coughed several times, feeling sand in my mouth and throat, making it hard to breath. After a couple moments my airway was clear and I breathed in a grateful breath.

I looked around my home and ran to close the window, where sand was flying in. I looked around and saw only a little sand on the floor, I would clean it later. I turned my back to the window and set my basket on the table, it looked like I was going to have to hand these out another time.

Suddenly, my window flew open again and I raced over and tried to shut it, but it wouldn't move. As I struggled, I failed to notice the two metallic hands reaching through my window, and I didn't until I felt them grab my wrists and pull me through the open window. The sand was swirling through the air so thick now that I couldn't see my captor, or breath. The last thing I remember was having some type of mask placed over my mouth and nose and everything went black.

I awoke laying on a cold steel floor, and I pushed myself up, looking around.

"Where am I?" I muttered weakly. I heard a laugh from behind me and froze, but not because I was afraid, it was mostly because I had heard that laugh before. I turned slowly and stared at the one man I never thought I would see again. I swallowed the large lump in my throat and forced myself to speak.

"Errol?" Yes, this was defiantly him. He looked really different, he had a lot of metal instead of actual skin and bones, but this was my cousin, and he was alive! I didn't know whether to hug him or remain on the floor, but my instincts told me that hugging him would be a bad idea, so I remained where I was.

"Surprised? No doubt. You must have been told about everything that had happened by Jak. Yes dear cousin, all that did happen, but I'm still alive. It's been a while." He said, walking over and offering me his hand to help me up. I took it and was easily pulled to my feet, but all I could do was stare at him.

"You look shocked, but I know you. You aren't repulsed at all. Just wondering what happened to me," He paused and chuckled, and kept his grip on my hand as he pulled me gently through a door, into a hallway, "Well I'll tell you."

I listened silently as he explained everything, and as I listened, for some reason, I became incredibly sad. I turned my face away so he couldn't see the tears that were gathering in my eyes, but he looked at me and turned my face to look at him, wiping away the tears that had rebelled and escaped.

"Are you afraid cousin?" He asked, but I shook my head violently and he smiled at me.

"I would never hurt you." He said, and I nodded, but felt compelled to tell him why I was crying, mostly because I was crying for him.

"I would never be afraid of you Errol. I know that you are a good person, and it hurts me to think that no one else can see that." I grabbed his arm and smiled at him. He looked startled for a moment, and then relaxed into a carefree smile.

Maybe that's why I can see the good side of Errol when no one else can. We're related, we're blood, and we remain loyal to each other. It hurt me to think what he was going through all by himself, without anyone who could really understand the pain he was going through.

"I'm sure you're wondering where we are. Well, we are in Haven, or above it. I brought you back here because I need you to keep an eye on the underground's movements, and also because I've, well, I've missed you." He looked really uncomfortable saying that, but I loved hearing it anyway. I nodded and he opened the door to another room, and led me inside.

"To make it look like you escaped from me, I'm going to send you down on a ship that my machines are going to destroy, only you'll be protected. I'll send you down near the underground base that Torn is in and most likely, he'll have you rescued." I nodded and he walked over with me to an airship.

He looked at me with something that looked a lot like concern in his eyes.

"Are you ready?"

Me: Cliffhanger! Oh I'm so evil. Read and review please, thanks to those who have.