AHA!! I have updated!! :D Sorry it took so long with this one... And sorry it's so short.. I haven't watched the movies (which IS what I'm basing these off) in a long time ... thinks I should do that... umm... anyway enjoy!

Sighing John stepped out of The Golden Dragon; the non-English speaking owners hadn't been able to help him. He'd managed to keep his cool, for about twenty seconds. He'd been looking for her the entire morning, nothing helped; no one seemed to know a 'Wendy Dayton'. Not willing to give up John headed back to the apartment building.

As he walk the corner of his eye caught sight of brown hair, quickly he turned to follow. The hair was shorter then he remembered, but he hadn't gotten a look a the girl's face. Within five minutes he realised it wasn't the right girl and moved on to the next. After 'following' three girls he gave up, throwing his back against a brick building in frustration.

"Looking for someone, John?" Despite new chin-length red hair and blue eyes, Wendy stood next to him, smiling.

John frowned at the girl's new look, "You're hard to track down."

Wendy shrugged pushed herself away from the wall and started walking. "You needed to track me down?"

"The people at the apartments didn't know any Daytons."

"It's not my real name."

"What?" John quickened his pace as the girl turned into the building he'd tried to question earlier.

She waved at the front desk then moved toward the elevators, John closely at her heels. "They don't know me as Dayton."

"Your mother's name?"

"No,"

John frowned, "You going to tell me?"

"No," The elevator stopped at the fifth floor, Wendy stepped off swiftly moving down the hall. "Would you like some lunch?"

John nodded, following her into 520. It was a very rich looking two bed room apartment. From the entrance hall you stepped down in to an entertainment/main room lined with chairs, a medium sized screen and several bookshelves of movies and books. The kitchen was in the farthest corner, surrounded by counter and cooking equipment. Kiddie-corner to the kitchen entrance was another hall leading to the bedroom, opposite each other.

"Your parents working?"

Wendy shrugged dropping her stuff on a couch as she walked into the kitchen, "I only meet with them once a month."

John grabbed a barstool next to a counter watching Wendy bustling around, "They don't live here."

"Nope, this is all mine!" She spun a circle arms outstretched then started pulling random items out of the refrigerator.

John smirked as she stood on her tiptoes to reach a high cupboard, "How old are you?"

"I turn seventeen in a couple months."

"How does a sixteen year old get an apartment by herself?" John frowned and half wondered how he could get one.

Wendy threw a mixture of food into the retrieved pot, mixing it into an oddly coloured gloop. "I was fourteen when I first came here. And it was mostly because of my father that I was allow to stay." She looked from her pot to the stove then on to John. Quickly she shoved the concoction under his nose and gave a cheesy grin. "Do you mind?"

It took John a few moments to realize what she was asking before surrounding the pot in flames. Reaching two bowls, the 'odd bird' filled each and took the barstool next to him, flashing him a mischievous smile. Cautiously John sniffed the stew then place a small amount on his tongue. It was the best beef stew John had ever had, though he couldn't remember when he saw Wendy place anything he tasted into the pot. Wendy was busy gobbling down her own bowl; John smiled and leaned against the counter looking around again.

"So your dad pays for this?"

Wendy put her spoon down cocking her head slightly, "So many questions today, John. How fair is that?"

John grinned, "Life's not fair. You going to answer the question?"

"No." She jumped off her stool and took John's near empty bowl. "But I have tea plans this afternoon and I'm afraid it's only girls."

"Don't worry," John laughed, "I like girls."

Wendy gave her own tinkering laugh placing the dishes in the sink and moving to start her preparations. "That's very encouraging, John." She stopped moving her gaze piercing his. "You can visit when ever you feel like it."

Grumbling slightly John headed toward the door. "Oh, John!" He paused, "Thanks, I like my new hair too."

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