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Long Note: Sorry guys, I did say I might get too busy and I did. The office had 5'4" me putting up an 8 1/2' Christmas tree! Needless to say, I had to commandeer some huge guy into helping me get the top on, as there was no way I was going to get on a ladder and able to put the top of the tree up there, when it's probably 40 lbs.

I got my outside decorations up for Christmas this weekend, and I made it through a Black Friday line in Wal-Mart for my husband, who doesn't know how to move with the crowds.

Oh, and the in-laws showed up late, and I had to help plan a shopping trip, on the spot, so they could get as much done as possible. Needless to say, I was and am pretty busy. I have no idea when things will slow down, but hopefully soon-ish would be nice.

foxchick1: I am actually curious about that too, I have no idea why I put pistols in the mix, but with Sherlock & Mycroft, it fit.

FANactic Writer: Believe it or not, it was not my intention to ever write them into this type of situation. Truthfully, retribution is coming for those involved, and I thought that it was just the right amount of vehemence in your words.

D C JoKeR H S: Good points on all parts. I'm not exactly sure how Renato is going to deal with Melody, but you know he'll do his best.

MayaHikari: I see that you are catching up to my current chapters! Hope you're still enjoying them.

The Silent Hunter

Bill re-entered the room where Diana Hunter lay still on the table. He could tell that she was related to Skull, just by her hair. Not sister, or he'd have been in here, but Bill closed his eyes as he realized that each of the men he'd traveled with, minus Shamal had close ties to these women. It was going to be hard to put everything back together, and even when he'd woken them all, they would never be the same, again.

Bill took a deep breath before doing the spell for the third time, but after he saw Diana's eyes open, he saw something that caused him to worry more, "Diana? My name is Bill Weasley. I'm a friend of Nana and Tsuna's. I need you to let me know that you're okay..."

When the girl didn't answer, other than to blink, as she stared at nothing. Bill knew then and there that it was going to take a lot to bring these three girls back together, especially when Shamal sighed tiredly, "She's retreated into herself. We won't be able to pull her out unless she wants to."

"Skull won't take this well, nor Fon," Bianchi muttered sadly.

"Diana Hunter, please come back to us? Melody and Joy are waiting for you," Bill tried to coax her out of it, but he had no success, Diana was in too deep.

"I'll let Fon know," Shamal sighed. "Can you let Skull?"

"I need to talk to Melody, but I'll tell him," Bill agreed and watched as the crazy Mafia doctor wobbled down the hallway, knowing it may be the worst thing the doctor had ever told Fon, to date.

The footsteps echoed down the hallway to the torture chamber, when Shamal knocked on the door, "Fon."

"A moment, please, doctor," Fon slowly removed a bamboo splinter from Goyle Sr's thumb, making the man squeal and shriek like a wailing baby. "What did you need?"

"It's Diana," Shamal stopped as he gathered his thoughts. "She's gone into herself. I don't know if we can pull her out of it."

"Can Bill's people?" Fon asked with little hope.

"I will ask. I wanted you to be aware. Bill's informing Skull, now," Shamal palmed his face tiredly.

"Did you want to help?" Fon asked gently, unaware that his eyes were blazing red as the storm.

"I believe that I may be of some assistance," Shamal nodded his head as he walked into the room with a scalpel in hand.

It didn't take long for Goyle Sr to be heard screaming louder than before.

Bill knocked before entering, so as not to startle the women or Skull, then he began softly, "Skull, ladies, I have some bad news about Diana."

"She didn't wake up?" Joy asked quietly.

"She did, but she didn't," Bill licked his lips trying to spit out the truth to them. He decided to rip it off like dirty laundry, "Diana retreated into her mind to protect herself from what was being done to her. She can't be reached at this time, but she's better than before. We'll know what we're dealing with when the healer arrives. There's a high chance that the healer may be able to bring her out of it, but right now, she's basically catatonic."

"Can we do anything to help her?" Melody asked, anger still burning in her eyes at the sheer thought of what was happening to her friend.

"Talk to her, hug her. Tell her you care. Do whatever you can. There isn't much more that I can do, as I'm not a certified healer. I'm sorry..." Bill began, only to be cut off by Joy.

"You've done everything you could, Bill. Thank you," Joy slowly walked forward before hugging him.

Back in London...

It was going better than expected with the training of the Weasley children, minus Ron and Percy. Ron was too impatient. Percy was too literal and tried to do everything exactly as shown, not taking into account his body type or size.

Ranma knew that the twins had a bit of training of some sort or were in some sport, as was Harry. However, the others needed more work. Ginny was the youngest, most flexible, and the easiest to teach. Fred and George weren't far behind her, but all were still beginners and would do better with Ryoga, once he finished going over the basics. Harry was a bit below Fred and George, but he was built for speed. He'd stay under Ranma, and if he could, he'd try to see if Kodaichi was well enough to train Ginny in martial-gymnastics, if not, he'd get Akane to teach Ginny.

"Ranma, what exactly are you trying to teach us?" Ginny finally asked in exasperation, as she rolled her eyes at Ron's refusal to work, since he seemed to be getting nowhere.

"Self defense. How to protect yourselves without magic. Also, it helps with other things that Nana said I can't talk about unless I notice the signs," Ranma shrugged. Like hell he'd be telling these kids about Flames when he wasn't sure that they had any!

"Why do we need to know that?" Ron scoffed.

"Voldemort," Harry stated flatly. "Right?"

"Exactly, Harry, but not just him. There's a lot of bad people after Nana and Tsuna. Heck, there's a lot of bad people after me for things that I didn't even do. It's better for you to be able to protect yourself in case anything or anyone were to get past your wands and attack you," Ranma explained.

"You're telling us that people are after Nana and Tsuna? Why? They're so nice," Ginny blinked in surprise.

"They're either jealous of the power that they have or the want what they have. There are even some people that just do things because they don't care," Ranma shrugged. "People have their reasons, but they don't always make sense. But we're not here to talk, we're here to train. Keep stretching, and then we'll try another move."

Back in the other room with the adults...

"Speaking of your daughter, did you need to retrieve her before your sitter retires for the evening?" Nana asked the good Doctor.

"Yes, I do. Are they going to be alright?" Doctor Watson eyed the Holmes brothers on the ground.

"Perfectly fine," Nana nodded to the doctor. "Why don't we retrieve your daughter, together. I'd also love to meet this Mrs. Hudson that you and Sherlock were talking about. It sounds like she's a wonderful person."

"I'd be honored, but who would be watching Sherlock?" Doctor Watson asked curiously.

"Colonello," Tsuyoshi stated calmly. "He's ex-COMSUBIN. Highly trained. Nothing will happen to them. I will be joining you."

"We'll keep an eye on the Weasley adults and the kids," Mai stated in understanding.

"Now, Doctor, what can you tell me about the Holmes brothers and those pistols?" Nana began as they walked out of the hotel room doors to head out to fetch Rosamund "Sam" Watson.