With the instillation of the liquid helium coolant system, Dzam and Setsuna were give free reign to run endless tests. Setsuna was thrilled at the chance to keep the enviornment on and running until every detail was perfect. The team was worked to exhaustion, but perfection was achieved.

The textures were perfect.

The lighting was perfect.

The PC to NPC interaction was perfect.

The coloring and shading were perfect.

All that was needed now, was the integration of the story.

Setsuna worked closely with the two SME's and Karin for the next few weeks, giving the rest of the team a break from their taskmaster's relentless tests. With the three girls working so closely together, Sabrina felt a little left out. To console her, the other three girls from the away team decided to take their lunch with Sabrina.

"I don't know why you're jealous," Karin said, pointing at Sabrina with her fork, "With you having all the adventures, it's more like you're the one leaving us out."

"A strange man broke into my house and hit me in the head with a gun. That's not an adventure, Karin. That's a crime."

"Yeah, but getting flown in to go on an expensive date with Maximillian Pegasus is clearly in the adventure category," Setsuna countered as she sat down with her tray.

"It wasn't a date. Not really." Sabrina's face fell.

"No, no, no, no, no," Karin swung her fork in objection, "No man, however ridiculously wealthy, would get two tickets to one of the most expensive Broadway shows, which by the way, is always sold out, offer to fly a girl he's only met once across the globe to spend the evening with him and have the audacity to call it anything but a date."

"Did she not mention the part where she got to go backstage and have her program signed by the entire cast?" Ishizu said between sips of her tea.

"No, she did not!"

"Listen! It wasn't a date!" Sabrina said, raising her voice, her face turning red. The other three fell silent as she took a few breaths and lowered her voice. "Max…Mr. Pegasus was trying to head hunt me."

Karin gasped.

"He offered you a job?" Setsuna asked.

"You didn't mention that to me." Ishizu said.

Sabrina leaned in to whisper, the other three followed suit creating a conspicuous huddle.

"He wants me to come and do the art for his trading cards. He asked me to bring some samples of my art. I thought it was just because he was interested in me, but he was actually looking at hiring me away from KaibaCorp."

"I thought Pegasus himself did the art. Doesn't he paint them by hand?" Ishizu asked.

"The concept art, yes, but most of the art that makes its way onto the actual cards is the work of another artist who just uses his artwork as a baseline. And he offered me twice what I make here to do it."

Three mouths collectively dropped open.

"He must really want you." Karin said.

"Are you going to take it? Have you told Dzam or either of the Kaiba brothers?" Ishizu asked.

"I don't know what to do. This project is so much fun, and I've loved the chance to get to work on something big, and getting to make new friends was awesome, but…New York is a lot closer to home, and Justin." Sabrina tossed her arms in frustration and sat back. "He said he'd wait 'until I was ready' but I don't know how long he really means."

"Well, we'll certainly miss you if you go. But we'll keep in touch," Karin said, a tinge of sadness in her voice.

"I haven't told anyone, so please don't tell Dzam or legal yet."

Setsuna leaned on her elbows. "Chances like this don't come along very often, Sabrina. Just remember, if it sounds too good to be true…" she raised her eyebrow, not even needing to finish the idiom.

"I know, that's why I'm taking my time to make up my mind."

"Take all the time you need." Setsuna focused on Karin and Ishizu. but you two need to hurry up. We have an environment to perfect." Setsuna replied.

"Yes, master," Karin said, sarcastically. "When we're done are you going to make us construct a pyramid in your honor?"

"If I want a pyramid I'll wait until we get an engineering team on board to actually build the holodeck."

The girls laughed. Finishing with their lunch, the three left Sabrina to finish her lunch alone.

"I'll see you tonight." Ishizu said as they passed her again after dropping off their trays.

"And we'll plan a girls' night out sometime." Karin promised.

Ishizu and Sabrina looked at each other, knowing that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

"Can you hear what they're saying?" Seto asked.

Mokuba waved at him to keep his voice down. He was sitting with his back facing them but was straining his ears to gather any information he could. "I got nothing."

"And they're leaving," Seto shook his head in disappointment. "Did you hear her say anything about leaving to work at Industrial Illusion?"

"I couldn't hear, they were whispering," Mokuba said, stabbing his salad angrily, "And all she talked about with me was how wonderful the time was." He rolled his eyes. "Broadway, Lion King was amazing, I have to see it. Here, look at this picture of a middle-aged criminal mastermind with his arm around my waist. Look, we're making funny faces, isn't he just the greatest?" he said in a mocking tone of voice.

"So she didn't mention the interview to you?"

"Not a word. She probably thinks Pegasus did it without your knowledge."

"Welp. No point staying here anymore," Seto placed his tray under Mokuba's. "If you take the trays back I'll grab us both coffee and we can ride up to legal together."

"On it." Mokuba said, swiping both trays to return them to the kitchen. Seto stopped at the coffee bar and poured two coffees, one black for himself and another with 4 creams and 4 sugars for his younger brother. He passed Karin, Setsuna and Ishizu as they stood waiting for the elevator to come, nodding politely at them as he passed. Luckily, his brother caught up in time to press the call button on the elevator for him before taking his coffee.

"It's hot," Seto warned.

"I'd be upset if it wasn't," Mokuba said as the elevator door began to slide shut.

Both were looking down, sipping their coffee when the door stopped and slid back open. By the time they'd both looked up, Sabrina was inside the elevator holding down the 'door close' button.

"You looking forward to being stuck inside an elevator with me, again?" Seto asked as the elevator close and began ascending.

"I'm not stuck in here with you, you two are stuck in here with me." She found the emergency stop and pressed in, bringing the carriage to lurching halt.

Mokuba was able to keep a grip on his coffee, but Seto's sloshed out, pouring down his front and staining his dress shirt. Seto flicked the excess liquid off his hands before handing the mostly empty cup to Mokuba to hold.

"What is wrong with you?" Seto demanded.

"What aren't you telling me? About Coliseum?" Sabrina demanded back.

Seto furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. He was admittedly a good actor. "We haven't heard from Coliseum since Egypt. What is this about?"

"You're lying!" she leaned in, raising her voice. "I know. I know you are hiding something. I know Coliseum had something to do with Ishizu's brothers getting killed. I know they are the ones looking for her laptop, and I know they're the ones who robbed Pegasus' mansion."

"Did 'Max' tell you that while you were in New York?" Seto countered.

"No. He said it was someone in the Irish mob."

"And the conclusion you drew from that is our away team is embroiled with some nefarious organization that we are deliberately keeping from our employees."

"No." Sabrina folded her arms. "There's something I told the police but didn't tell you two. Or Ishizu. About the night I was assaulted. He had a fake eye. Not glass; gold."

Seto's expression changed. He closed his eyes and exhaled. "Egyptian."

Without warning, Sabrina reached up, gripping Seto in the jaw and pulling it downwards. "Do you know what he did? He grabbed my face just like this and held me this close and made me look him in the eye. I felt something happening, like he was looking into my mind." When Seto tried to pull free, she dug her nails in. "I tried pulling away too: that's why I have nail marks all over my jaw. And then you know what he did? He laughed and said his boss was going to give him a raise. He let me live because his boss sees me as valuable."

Seto held her gaze. Her icy blue angry and confused. "I'm sorry. You must have been terrified." he said sincerely. Sabrina angrily dropped her grip, releasing his jaw and letting him return to his full height.

"When I was doing concept sketches, this eye symbol kept coming up, but not just in the Egyptian pictures. Yugi had a necklace with this eye on it once. Didn't he?"

"Yes, it was a relic his grandfather gave him from a dig." Seto explained.

"And Max used to have a fake eye that looked the exact same."

"He did." Seto didn't see any point in trying to deflect her questions.

"What? Are you all part of some weird cult?"

"No, Sabrina…" Mokuba tried to interject but was met with two sets of steely blue glares. This was a private dispute and his input was not going to be tolerated.

"Do you know why their boss sees me as valuable?"

"Yes." Seto said flatly. "But you wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Does that mean you're not going to tell me?"

Seto and Mokuba looked at each other. Mokuba gave his brother a slight nod before he spoke. "I think it's time you knew, but there's not enough time here," Seto said. "Why don't you come to our estate for dinner tonight. Ishizu and Yugi are going to be there and I think it will be easier to explain if all four of us could answer your questions."

"Why can't you just explain it now?" she frowned. "How do I know you won't just have your butler turn me away at the door when I get there?"

"Because I'm promising you, we'll tell you the truth." Mokuba finally spoke up.

Sabrina went quiet for a few moments. "I'll be there. But I swear, if you lie to me or leave anything out, the press will know Gozaburo Kaiba has three kids and not two."

"We're not going to pull one over on you," Seto assured her. He reached over to the elevator pushing the emergency stop button, setting the carriage back into motion. "Dinner is at six-thirty. We'll let you off at the ground floor."

Sabrina looked both ways before exiting the elevator, ensuring no one she knew had seen her. She calmly walked to the other elevator and pushed the button, refusing to speak or even look in the direction of the brothers as the doors closed on them.

Neither of them was looking forward to dinner anymore.

Five o'clock could not come quickly enough for Yugi. When he arrived at the Kaiba's estate, Seto was still at work and Mokuba was holed up in the library, nestled in his giant bean bag chair.

"You know dinner isn't until six thirty, right?" Mokuba said after dismissing a rather nervous Butler.

"Yes, but I didn't want to wait on this. Joey got information on Coliseum and it actually puts names to faces."

"That's awesome; that's the leg up we need right now!" Mokuba said, setting his book down. He patted a section of the bean bag chair, bidding Yugi to sit.

"Oh, no," Yugi said, waiving the offer, "If sit down in one of those, there's no way I'm getting back up."

"Yugi, that's what servants are for. Now, come one." He made some attempt at moving over in the bean bag that accomplished nothing as Yugi gingerly sat down, the chair contouring to the lower half of his body. "We have plenty of time before dinner. Relax. Get comfortable. Tell me about your trip."

Yugi exchanged a few details of his travels. Tea was starting to show, but looked radiant as ever. Serenity came to the shower: she and Tristan were doing fine. Americans go crazy on baby showers and spend all kinds of money. Joey was terrified and excited to become a father, but was seemingly handling it well.

"What did you get from Detective Wheeler?" Mokuba asked when the conversation began winding down.

"Joey has a friend in organized crime who has been following the Irish Mob for awhile and even handled Pegasus' robbery case. He raided a very prominent boss's offices and found a payroll." He reached his arm to grab the briefcase he'd set down, craning his arm over awkwardly to reach for it. After a solid minute of struggling, he finally gripped the handle and settled back into the cushy blob. "Names and amounts, but it's all on paper, nothing electronic, not even money transfers. Everything is doled out in person and in cash, but we at least have a direction to go. From what Joey tells me, some of these men are prominent business owners or politicians." He opened the briefcase and passed Mokuba several pages that were photocopied from a retro style ledger. "Joey and I were hoping we could trace some of the transactions to people in Coliseum since we know they're one of the mob's clients."

Mokuba looked the list over. "I recognize two names on this list from businesses KaibaCorp has had dealings with in the past and…" he stopped on the second page. "Nevermind, three names." He handed the list back to Yugi visibly shaken.

"Something wrong?"

"Yes. Me." Mokuba replied. "I've got to get this to Seto, before dinner." He made a feigned attempt to climb out of the sunk in cushion, but ended up calling for Butler's assistance to pull him out.

"Is my brother back yet?" Mokuba asked the manservant.

"Not yet, sir."

"When he gets home, will you let him know Yugi and I are waiting in his office concerning a very urgent matter."

Butler nodded. "Indeed, sir."

"You planning on sharing this urgent matter?" Yugi asked as he followed Mokuba into his older brother's private study.

"Not with the staff in earshot."

Once the door was shut on the office, Mokuba extended his hand, silently asking for the list again which Yugi graciously handed over. Using a highlighter from Seto's desk, he marked the names of everyone he recognized. Five in all by the end of the document. When he was finished, he flipped back to the second page and showed the highlighted name to Yugi.

"Does this name ring any bells to you?" he asked.

Yugi thought. "Justin Hayes….no. Was he an American duelist or something?"

Mokuba laughed nervously. "Oh, no. Think more recent. You've never met him, but I'm sure you've heard someone talking about a Justin."

Yugi had to think for a few minutes until the name registered. "Sabrina's lawyer boyfriend." A moment later, all the dots connected. "This is how…this is where Coliseum got its information."

Mokuba nodded. "I suspected Sabrina as the leak, and in one sense of the term I was right, but it didn't account for everything. This does. He's been using Sabrina to siphon off sensitive information to the project and our personal lives, and Sabrina probably doesn't even know it. This is going to be fun explaining on top of everything else tonight."

"Whoa, you're telling her tonight?"

"Yeah, Seto invited her to dinner." Mokuba sat sideways in the armchair facing Seto's desk. "She figured out half of it. Seto figured she'd be better off knowing everything at this point."

The office door opened as Seto strode in quickly, stopping when he saw Yugi had already arrived. "Butler said it was urgent."

Mokuba handed him the short stack of papers. "Joey Wheeler got us a ledger of people in connection with the Irish Mob."

Seto looked the list over, noting the highlighted names. "You think we can connect some of these to Col…no." He slumped down in the other armchair.

"Sadly, yes." Yugi replied.

"It's bad enough having to explain everything else, but her boyfriend too?"

"We could not tell her," Mokuba suggested. "We could keep her in the dark, feed her false information for her to unwittingly pass along. It might be the best way."

"No. I won't lie to her anymore," Seto said. "Now that the secret is out, lying to her any further won't look like we're protecting her but that we view her as a pawn. That's what Coliseum is doing, and we're better than them." He let out a long, exasperated sigh. "The girls are going to be here any minute. We should go. Get this over with."

The trio made their way from the office to the dining room where the staff were prepping to serve. Ishizu arrived shortly thereafter and Sabrina last.

Dinner was not so much awkward as hauntingly silent. Glares were exchanged, but not words, and not even Yugi attempted to lighten the mood by starting conversation.

"We will be retiring to the lounge this evening," Seto said to Butler once the tables had been cleared.

"Very good, sir. If you will follow me."

The group was escorted to a small room with furniture based around a coffee table. While the weather was not particularly cold, Butler started a fire in the fireplace to create some ambience as coffee was served.

Mokuba took a gamble and sat on the couch next to Sabrina. "It's ok," he whispered, "I just found out about most of this stuff a few months ago."

Sabrina surprised him by grabbing his hand and squeezing it. "I don't know why, but I'm afraid. And angry."

"I get it. Just…trust us, ok? Not everything is going to be easy to believe or hear, but it is the truth."

Sabrina nodded and muttered something of a reply.

"We promised we'd tell you everything, and that's going to take a while," Seto said, "but I think the answer you're looking for right now is why Coliseum sees you as valuable, is it not?"

"Yes." She replied emphatically.

"And the best way I can explain it to you is that your soul is of value to them. Not necessarily who you are, but who you were."

Sabrina narrowed her eyes at him. "And who exactly was I?"

"Kisara."

The name resonated with her. "I've heard that name before."

"When we had dinner with Pegasus, yes. The white dragon."

They started at the beginning and told her everything that occurred ten years ago. From the archaeological finds to Yugi to Yami to Pegasus to Marik to Bakura to the past Bakura. While Seto was the primary storyteller, Yugi had to fill in the gaps on events for which he was not present and Ishizu provided any background information on Egypt and the ancient times. After three hours of recounting events, they finally caught up to Coliseum and their intentions.

"If they want to re-invent the shadow games, they will be collecting people who have a 'ka' contained in their body. Yours of course is very powerful and no doubt, Coliseum will want to use you to fight, just as Aknadin did."

"And Aknadin was your father?" Sabrina asked for clarification.

"Set's father, yes. Whoever it was that broke into your house used the Eye to see into your mind. They probably saw Kisara's memories and deduced who you were."

Sabrina fell silent, confusion in her eyes as she tried to process everything she was hearing. "This is crazy." She finally said aloud.

"We know." Yugi said. "And when we talk about it, it sounds even crazier, but…"

"Things are falling into place." Sabrina cut him off. "Ever since we went to Egypt, since that day we went on the tour of the old city I've had dreams and they were so vivid."

"I know." Seto said quietly, "I had them too. So did Yugi."

"I thought it was because we were so vehemently studying Egypt and Duel Monsters that the two just fused and gave me some trippy dreams, but now…they're not dreams. They're memories."

"Seeing Egypt like that probably awoke something inside us, yes."

"And now, what?"

"Actually, there's more," Yugi said as he stood to approach her. "Coliseum has connections to the Irish Mob: the people who robbed Pegasus." He handed her the ledger. "My friend Joey was able to a list of clients from a known mobster and we found this." He handed her the stack of papers. She spotted her boyfriend's name almost immediately.

"This can't be him," Sabrina countered. "Do you know how many Justin Hayses there are in America?"

"Sabrina, do you tell Justin everything?" Ishizu asked calmly.

"Of course, I tell him everything," Sabrina replied defensively.

"Even when you and your roommate would be working late and probably wouldn't be home?"

Sabrina put her head in her hands as it began to sink in.

"It can't be just a coincidence," Ishizu continued, "Everywhere you have been, Coliseum has known inside information, New York, Luxor, even here in Domino."

"I told him I couldn't call him that day because I'd be working late. I told him about Ishizu living with me; that's how they knew where she was?"

"Probably," Mokuba said, "He's been using you to get to KaibaCorp."

"I can't believe he used me! He doesn't know about all this nutty stuff, does he?"

None of the other four could give her an answer.

"My guess is no," Mokuba said. "He was probably just using you as someone hired in at KaibaCorp, not someone connected to the shadow games to pass along information to his contacts in Coliseum."

"Where do we go from here, then?" Sabrina asked. "You say that the end of the world is at stake and Coliseum is literally going to let mythical creatures loose on the planet. What happens now?"

"Now you help us fight," Ishizu said simply. "It is clear to me this is destined to be Seto's fight ultimately. Atem was the pharaoh who fought for the last cycle, Set will be the pharaoh for this one. And you, as his dragon has been summoned to come to his aid. We work together. We stop them. We save the world."

"I…Ishizu, I don't know if this is what I want," she replied. "This all gets dumped on me in one day and you want me to just decide to help you fight monsters and criminal organizations?"

"If you want out, we understand," Seto said, "You can take the job offer Pegasus gave you and go back to the States and never come back to Domino. We've all dealt with the Shadow Games before, even Mokuba to some small degree, but if this is too much for you, no one would fault you for feeling like you're in over your head."

"I'd like some time to think about this."

"We're here for you if you have any questions." Yugi said.

"I was actually wondering if I might have a word with Seto, alone."

"Sure, we'll give you the room," Mokuba said, nodding to the other two. Before he stood, Sabrina grabbed his sleeve. "I get now why you have such a disdain for Maximillian Pegasus, and I'm sorry. You have every right to be."

"I know that." Mokuba replied. He was the last out the door and closed it behind them.

"I also now get why Mokuba and Yugi try to matchmake the two of us and make it look like happenstance." Sabrina said as she moved to the cushion closest to Seto's chair, leaning over the arm. Seto leaned forward to meet her.

"Did you know who I was?" she asked.

"There was no doubt. You look exactly like her. The day you walked into my office it was like looking at ghost."

"What does all this mean about the two of us? Have we been reunited because we're destined to end up together or something?"

"I asked the exact same question. I don't know."

"You don't know? You cradled me while I died. We were lovers."

"Not us. Them. And honestly, they were never even lovers. Not truly. Kisara died before either of them could act on their feelings. They never even kissed."

"But we are them!" She realized she was raising her voice, lowering it again to just above a whisper. "At least to some degree, right?"

Seto sighed. "This is why I didn't want to tell you," he muttered under his breath. "Look, I don't believe in destiny the same way Ishizu does. Destiny might guide our choices, but it doesn't override them. You're not…stuck with me if that's what you're wondering."

"That is not…wow, that is not what I meant," Sabrina shook her head, trying to find the right words to say, "I didn't think I'd be 'stuck with you'. I just…don't know what all of this means. I'm trying to make sense of all the memories in my head."

"I've had ten years and I still can't sort it all out." He leaned back. "Give it time, let it sink in."

"How did you handle hearing all of this for the first time?" She rested her head on her elbow.

"I didn't," Seto said. "I just denied it. I refused to accept that it was possible for people's souls to get pulled out of their bodies and that anything supernatural was going on. Ishizu said it was because I didn't have enough faith, but, can you blame me?"

"No. Not at all."

They talked for awhile after, their voices growing quieter and quieter as Yugi and Mokuba strained harder and harder to hear what they were saying at the door.

"Do you think she'll stay, or go back to America?" Ishizu asked.

"I don't know," Mokuba whispered. "Depends on how she takes everything she's heard today. I mean, I hope she stays, but I wouldn't be surprised if she bolts the first chance she gets."

"I'll see if I can talk to her more when she gets home, if she wants to." She yawned. "I guess I'll head home now. It's pretty late." She waited a moment for Mokuba. "Aren't you going to offer to walk me to my car?" She teased.

"Um…yeah, sure." Mokuba said, pulling himself away from the door, feeling a little embarrassed he'd been called out.

"I should probably head home too," Yugi said after a short sigh. "It will look awkward if we're still here after how long this conversation has gone on. We can all walk out together."

The three of them chatted until the servants brought their cars around, Mokuba bidding them good night as they left. The lights were still on in the lounge when Mokuba passed by. He considered popping his head in to check on them as the room was silent, but remembered his promise to back off. He kept walking and made his way to the staircase to go to bed.

He laid in bed awake for another two hours waiting for Seto to eventually come up, but never heard him pass by in the hall. He drifted off to sleep, never knowing when his brother finally came to be, or if he even did at all.