Back at the Chans' house, the meeting between the Enforcers and the rest of the Chans was finally complete.

They had used one of Uncle's spells to learn the whereabouts of Drago, only to find that the spell insisted on showing them a split screen – two hazy yet distinctly different pictures. The men were perplexed, but Uncle figured it out first. After instructing Tohru to cast another spell simultaneously, and telling him the correct combination of words to say, all of them, even Uncle, were stunned.

In Tohru's sphere, Drago was picking out what looked like instruments of torture. Bamboo shoots to shove up the nails, miniature hammers for breaking fingers, whips, knives, and brands. They watched, entranced and horrified at the same time. The Drago that they knew might be hard, but he would never torture someone. If worst came to worst, he would probably just order someone else to do it.

But Uncle's spell showed them the strangest scene of all. Drago was straddling Jade, playing with her hair and confessing his love! Everyone shifted uncomfortably while they watched their former boss and their former enemy stare at each other. They listened while he explained his past, and the reason soon became clear that they could see two Dragos doing different things at the same time. There were two of them!

Uncle and Tohru looked at each other and started working on a magical strategy, the spell they would use to send Drago back to the future. The rest of the guys looked at each other and shrugged, not really having much input. Until the scene in Uncle's sphere shifted.

Jackie just couldn't believe it. Jade and Drago had started to make out! And Jade had initiated it! For most of Jade's life, the Chans had fought against the demons to keep or restore order to the world. How could she betray her family, her company, her fellow humans like this? The knife of betrayal buried itself in his heart.

But it was Uncle who surprised him. "Jackie," he started. "I am very old, and I have seen a lot of the world. You know that Drago and Jade have spent a lot of time fighting each other, scheming about each other, thinking about each other. Almost to the point of obsession."

A crease appeared between Jackie's eyebrows. He thought about it. Over the years, they certainly did seem to be obsessed with hunting each other. Jade pursued Drago with a manic determination that almost scared him. "Yes, Uncle, but-"

"So," Uncle went on, cutting him off sharply, "Do you see now? See the possibility? Demon boy might actually love Jade."

He was silent for a long moment, and all of the others exchanged glances. While the Enforcers might think the strange pairing was a little uncanny, and Uncle and Tohru had their own love for Jade, Jackie had raised the young woman. He had watched her grow up, had invested part of his own soul into her. Even though he wasn't her real father, he had functioned as one and loved her like his daughter. The bond that they had was unknown to the others. Finally, something in him seemed to snap into place. Jackie released a pent up breath that he hadn't even realized he was holding. "Well, I suppose we aren't sure either way. But that still doesn't explain one thing. Why were there two Dragos in the spheres?"

Drago obviously wasn't off the hook yet. "I have a theory," Uncle stated.

"Well, how do we know if it's right?" One of the Enforcers voiced.

"We go there. We find out."

Jade was in a state of utter confusion. First the Demon was thrusting himself at her, almost in a state of passionate frenzy. The next, he jumped back as if she had burned her, giving her a cold, mad stare that froze her blood in her veins. What had she done?

She sighed, willing the tears to stay in their ducts. "Please, not now," she whispered. Oh, curse it all! What was the point of having feelings if they were to end this way? She had always kept her intimate feelings under wraps as soon as she became an agent of Section 13. She had been terrified that an enemy of the organization would and could just use her significant other against her, and have a supreme amount of leverage. Jade had too big of a heart, and formed too deep of bonds, to just let someone go like that, especially knowing it was her fault.

And, deep in her core, she had a small selfish streak. She didn't want to know what would happen if she were forced to pick between the safety of her lover and, say, the safety of San Francisco. Therefore, she never let it happen. She dumped her boyfriend immediately after she became an agent, her first young love. It had torn her apart, but, it had been worth it. In the end, at least.

She had been forced to rely on her family and Tohru's help during that time. Tohru had become her trusted adviser and friend for issues she didn't feel comfortable sharing with her Uncle or Great-Uncle. And that transitory stage in her life was when she realized how wise of a choice she had made – to take away all the leverage that could be used against her. Mostly. Having Uncle, Jackie, and Tohru was bad enough, not to mention her other friends outside of Section 13. Luckily, some of them, like Viper, El Toro, and Paco, could take care of themselves, but not all of them.

So that's why she had been so eager when Drago announced his feelings. Of course, she knew that she had feelings as well – it was obvious. So obvious that she couldn't even delude herself that she didn't have an infatuation with him; she just wouldn't think about the cold truth by tucking it away in the back of her mind for years at a time. But when he had told her, that beautiful moment, the truth had come bursting out of its shackles. It had hit her with a force enough to take her breath away.

So why did he have to run away from her, when things were finally working out? She buried her face in her knees and covered her head with her arms, sobbing.

When suddenly, just a few minutes later, she was shocked out of her reviere by Drago himself bursting through the door.

With an armload of... weapons?

Why-

His armload clattered to the ground, and he was upon her, grabbing her wrists with enough strength to bruise, forcing her to stand. She didn't even get a chance to wipe the tears from her eyes before she had a reason to cry new ones.

A/n: I know, I missed last week, and this week is short, and I'm cutting it close, but I still love you guys and hope you can forgive :) You have to admit this is still way better than my usual track record! Hehe! I pretty promise I will try to make next week's longer! ^_^