The next morning the stranger woke up with something warm next to him in his arms. He didn't move so he wouldn't wake the small boy that laid asleep next to him. He turned just enough to look at the little one. The boy had snow white hair like himself. He would slowly raise his none injuired arm and run his fingers through the little boy's hair only find it was soft and thick. He would only smile to himself as noticed that the boy had a familiar scent about him and he recongized it to be like his own. He laid there trying to remember what had happened to him last night but all he could remember was knocking on a door then passing out as soon someone had open it.

Dante had woke up, it was his turn to get up and get Kilk out of bed for school. But he wasn't sure if they boy should go to school. He was up pretty late last night from his nightmares and he is sure that the boy probably didn't go to sleep after what had occured as well. Dante walked into his son's room only find the bed empty. He walked into the bathroom to see if he gotten up on his own but he wasn't there either. Dante was becoming very worried that something might of happened to his son. He walked down stairs to see if his son had fallen asleep in his office chair. He didn't find him there either.He walked into the room where the stranger he and Trish had placed in the guest bed. There he found his son fast asleep in the man's arms. The man looked up at Dante and gave a strange look at first then he would place a finger over his lips to tell him to be quiet. Dante gave a slow nod as he walked over and picked up his son into his arms.

"Geez kid your getting heavy."

Dante then soon turned and walk away with the man looking at him walk with the kid out the door. The man sat there blinking a few times. Dante had looked quite familiar to him but he didn't know how or why he was familiar to him. Dante had finally got up stairs and laid his son down into his own bed. He covered him and still a little puzzled as to why his own son would curl up with a complete stranger. He shook his head as he went back to his room noticing that Trish was already up and moving around.

"Your not going to believe where I found Kilk sleeping at?"

"Where was he sleeping this time? In the Library?"

"No he was sleeping with that guy from last night."

Trish turned around with a surprised look in her eyes."Your kidding me?"

"No I am serious hon. He was fasted asleep and he looked like he was happy to be there as well. When I picked up Kilk from the bed the guy asked me to be quiet and not the wake Kilk up. But the strangest thing was that I felt pretty comfortable with the guy as well. It was like he was really familair to me. I just wish I could put my finger on it though."

The man down stairs had sat there a bit,he was hurting pretty badly and his mind was very foggy. When he would try to remember something,a black vail would just slide down over that memory. Even his own name would slip him. Trish would walk down stairs to check on the man. She blinked a moment seeing him sit up in the bed. She knew he had alot of wounds on him last night. Now they didn't seem to be any on him anymore from where she was standing. But what else spooked the shit out of her was that the man had snow white hair like her son and husband. Sky blue eyes that would melt anyone's heart. But he was alot older like he could be someone's grandfather but then she felt it. A demon aura was in the man. Trish grabbed for one of Dante's guns(Ebony) and slowly walked up to the man.

"Whats your name old man?"

"I.....I....I don't know what my name is..."

Trish stood there a minute."Do you know what race you are?"

"No I don't."

"Well from standing here. I could feel your Demonic Aura surrounding you."

"If what you say is true. Then I must be a demon."

"Are you here to hurt my son or any my family?"

"No. I wouldn't hurt that little boy. He is very sweet kid. I wouldn't hurt your family. I just want to know who I am."

"Alright then. You can stay until your memory returns. But I only have one thing to ask you?"

"What would that be?"

"When we are not here would you be willing to watch over Kilk?"

"Of course."

Trish was trusting a complete stranger with her child. But from what Dante had told her Kilk had seemed to trust the man enough to fall asleep next to him. The man looked at Trish he didn't recongize her at all but she had someone's face he sorta recongized. But the memories would just slip by him. Another black vail that would block him from grasping another memory that might of been usefull. Dante had walk down stairs to talk to his wife, finding her talking with the man. He stopped right next to her wrapping his arm around her waist and also slipping a kiss to her lips. The man sat there watching the two when a memory flash before him of a little boy asking him not to leave. That he loved him he didn't want to be alone. He shook his head as he looked at Dante wondering if that little boy was him. He wasn't for sure he couldn't hear the little boy's name when he said in the memory.