Ciel watched his contractor flutter about the room, gathering various possessions to be packed. This was the first time he had ever seen a female pack, and he was amazed at the amount of clothing that she seemed to possess. The pile of rejected dresses grew larger and larger, spilling over her bed and onto the floor. He knelt to pick them up and neatly deposited them onto the bed. Fondly, he remembered the room that had been reserved especially for her at the Phantomhive manor. She had kept even more dresses there... Ciel honestly dreaded the moment when she would ask his opinion.

Elizabeth wandered around the room. She knew that she would have plenty of room at the manor to put things, so she could bring as much as Matthew and herself could carry. "wh-" she started to ask his opinion on one of the dresses but thought better of it "I mean, could you go get some food from the kitchen without being seen please?"

"Of course," Ciel had had a lot of practice sneaking around, courtesy of Sebastian's tutelage. He opened the window and jumped out; going from windowsill to windowsill, until...if his memory served him right...he arrived at the right window. It was the right window, and the room was conveniently empty. He grabbed a basket that had been out on the counter, filled with warm rolls, and added a few apples and other various fruits, and climbed out the window again. He crept his way back to Elizabeth's window and climbed over her windowsill. "Will this be enough?" he held up the small basket. The journey would be short, considering demon speeds, and Sebastian would be at the manor, with everything prepared for them.

Elizabeth nodded as she put the doll Matthew and a picture of her, Ciel, and all the servants on the top of her bag and zipped it up. They were the only non-essential item she would bring. Other than that she had 4 dresses in total, her hairbrush and a few hair bands, Her handkerchief, and a bow that Ciel had given her. "Alright!" Elizabeth said, cheerier than she had been for the past three years. "Are you ready to go?" she asked. She suddenly felt a sense of warmth, like she had known her new butler for years, since they were children. Her mind went to Ciel. 'No! Stop! He isn't Ciel!' She thought. She didn't want to be disappointed when she was wrong...

"Always," Ciel said with a slight smile. He never thought he would be doing something like this...but strangely, he didn't mind. He slung the bag over his shoulder and handed the basket to Elizabeth. Then, out of nowhere, he scooped her up in his arms. "You may want to close your eyes," he added the unfamiliar phase, "my lady." And then he jumped out the window.

Elizabeth did as she was told and closed her eyes. There was a sensation of flying almost. She could tell he was running fast, very fast. She knew her life as she knew it was now over; no it was over three years ago, when Ceil left her. Elizabeth day dreamed about the last dance she had with him. It came as such a surprise that he would ask her to dance, he never danced. It was the most beautiful thing she had experienced, but Ceil was different. She couldn't explain, but something was strange about him that day.

Then he left. He never came back.

Ciel still remembered the way to the manor, and Sebastian's voice in his head giving him directions was still much appreciated. He ran like the wind, curving around trees and boulders to avoid harming the girl. A pang of guilt stabbed at his heart. He felt bad for leaving her, but it wasn't like he could have done anything about it. Seeing that they had arrived, he came to a slow stop.

Elizabeth felt Ciel come to a stop. "Are we here?" she asked timidly, not planning to open her eyes till she was sure. Her hand gripped the basket tightly; she didn't want to lose the little food she had.

"Yes," Ciel answered, walking slowly up to the manor. This place looked as good as new, now that Sebastian had come back to it. He had seen it from the Portal, and it had looked awful in the years it was abandoned- ivy had grown unchecked all over the walls, and some of it had crumbled.

Elizabeth looked at the house. She had been there a month before when ivy and taken over most of the walls and the right side had crumbled slightly. "Now this is odd," she thought out loud, "I was here a month ago and it wasn't nearly this nice! I wonder what happened…." She remembered the over grown garden too, but now it was clean cut and beautiful "The place wasn't sold, no one should be living in it." She kept pondering.

Ciel placed the girl on the ground, careful. "Will you be wanting to choose your own room, or does it not matter?" he had a feeling that he knew what room she wanted, but he still wanted to be sure.

"Oh," Elizabeth said, coming out of her daze "There was a room set aside especially for me when Ciel lived here. It might still have some of my stuff, I will sleep there." She thought for a moment, there was something she wanted more than anything, well, other than avenging Ciel. "Could you do me a favor?" She asked her new found butler Matthew.

"Yes," Ciel answered. He opened the door for his mistress.

"I want to find-" she started, then paused, not sure how to start, "Some old friends..."

She pulled out the old picture she always kept in her pocket "This is a bunch of people I would like to talk to again; I don't know where they are, so you need to find them." She pointed at each person "This is Bardroy, and this is Finnian, and this is Mey-Rin, and this is Tanaka. I will talk to them for information, but I need them all." She looked at the picture again, "Oh I almost forgot, this is Sebastian, He will be the most important to get. I will find the room and settle in, you go get them."

"I can't promise that it will be as fast as you would like...but I will take care of it, my lady," Ciel promised. He bowed, an action unfamiliar to him, and led her up to the room. The mansion looked the same on the inside as it always had, perfect and spotless. He planned his approach carefully. He would have Sebastian look for Tanaka's address first, and since Tanaka had kept all the records, he would have the addresses of the former servants.

Elizabeth smiled when Matthew left to find the people she so desperately needed. If anyone would know who hurt Ceil to make him leave Elizabeth, it would be his old loyal servants. She couldn't wait to see them all again.