Disclaimer; don't own Escaflowne

A/N: Whohoo for spring break!This chapter is dedicated to Lilly…and all my other reviewers! Sorry guys. This will be the last chapter for a bit.Got exams comin up so I gotta study.

"Well, I see some one is feeling better." Celena said as she came in with the promised bowel of broth.

Dillandu cocked his head to look at her. After being here for three days he had finally found the strength to sit up on his own. He gave Celena a small smile in return as she shut the door with her hip.

Dillandu liked her. She was quiet and gentle, but her eyes revealed a hidden strength. She had taken him into her home, saved his life, but she never questioned him. She seemed so familiar, though. She reminded him of an old enemy…but whom? Dillandu shook it off. Friends were hard come by in times like these, and he defiantly was passing up the chance to gain Celena's trust.

"After your finished I'd like to look over your wounds again, make sure you're healing properly," Celena commented as she placed the bowel of broth on the nightstand.

Celena and Dillandu chatted lightly as he ate. Celena desperately wanted to questions him, but she knew it would be better to wait…he would talk when he was ready. Wounds of the flesh run deep, but wounds of the heart run deeper still, Celena knew this better than anyone.

Celena sat on the edge of the bed, enjoying the peaceful conversation. But still, she itched to know about the strange albino's past.

Dillandu liked it here…with Celena. But he knew he couldn't stay. He had to find the others. If they were still alive… no he mustn't think that way. He would find them; he would rescue them like he always did.

"Celena, how long will I have to stay here," he questioned instantly wishing he hadn't.

Celena was takin aback. What reason would he have not to stay? Was it her?

'Stop thinking like that Celena. You've only know the man for three days, much of which he was either unconscious or delirious.' She told herself.

"I-I don't know. It all depends on how quickly your body heals. Why?" Celena couldn't help but sound a little hurt.

Dillandu felt a twinge of guilt at the hurt in the young women's voice.

"I, umm, I have to find someone…someone very important to me," What else could he say?

Someone important to him…a lover perhaps. Of course! It was so obvious! That must have been why he had no armor and no possessions when she found him. He must have been robbed of his money, but fought valiantly for his love. Allen had even said that they had found women with the Black Dragons once or twice. Poor Dillandu.

"Of course. As soon as you're healed, I will provide you with what ever you need for your journey."

"Thank you…so much" Dillandu answered.

Celena collected his bowel and left the chamber without another word. Dillandu hoped he hadn't hurt her feelings. For some reason Dillandu worried about her feelings, a strange emotion to him. He had never truly felt this way about anyone. With his slayers, he was the leader and they his companions. He made the rules and the followed them. This was different. He couldn't explain it. It was just a strange need to be near her, the strange need to make her happy. What was this strange new emotion? Could it be…love?

Allen Schezar looked out on the barren wasteland. Once it had been a great city and soon it would be one again.

"Allen," came Millerna's soft voice as she wrapped her arms round his waist," what are you thinking?"

"I was just thinking about how good it will feel to have a home again, to be with Celena again, to be able to watch her and keep her safe again…like I should have been doing all along."

"Oh Allen you put to much blame on yourself. Celena loves you no matter where you are. She understands why you aren't always there."

"That's' not the point. She the only family I have left."

"Well then what does that make me," replied Millerna with mock hurt in her voice.

Allen gave a small smirk, "You're not family yet."

Millerna giggled as she snuggled closer to him. It had been so long since she had seen Allen smile. But the happiness would be short lived as a dark shadow ascended over the horizon.