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Normal POV:

Jeremie was left alone in his room, probably working on his laptop and calling Michelle back, seeing she's called him almost twelve times in the past –what was it?- Twelve minutes.

Ulrich and Yumi were in his room, after Yumi changed, of course. They sat, watching television, sipping hot tea, and talking. Where William was didn't bother Yumi anymore.

"So, you're a detective?" He questioned her, as another boring commercial came on.

"I guess, I like the term investigator. I'm in the McClear's case, as you already knew. It seems pretty weird. The son in the hospital, the wife in tears, the daughter in la-la land, and god knows where the husband is." She threw her hands out, "Sickens me, it does."

"As it does for me. I couldn't believe a husband and a father would walk out on his family like that." Ulrich shook his head in disbelief, "If I were a father, I'd give my wife and children the freaking world if I could."

"I bet you would." She smiled as he grinned back, "You'll be a very good father some day." He said his thanks and it went silent, "... It got cold quickly, didn't it?"

"Doesn't take mother nature long to take a turn, huh?"

"I guess not. So, what happened in school while I was gone?"

Ulrich knew that was going to come up. He really wanted to talk to her about it, "Uh, Aelita and Jeremie broke up, but ended up getting back together before prom." He tapped his chin, he wanted to save the best for last, "Sam and Odd, always been a cute couple, always."

"What about you? Any girls?"

"Of course, being on the soccer team does that." He answered smoothly, watching Yumi's smile turn into a fake smile, "But, I didn't go out with anyone that year. I didn't go with anyone in school. Let's say, the girl I loved left before I could say anything."

"Aww, how sad." Yumi answered. Damn. It is Sissi. She left for England in the middle of her last year at school. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be, at least I'm sitting and talking to her now." Yumi froze up, and stared at him. He had a smile on his face.

No way. Ulrich was never that brave and tell anyone who he liked.

"Me? You…me? Are you…no way. Don't lie." She replied.

"I'm not lying, Yumi. I drove myself insane in College. I wanted to find you. I vowed to myself when I find out, no matter if you were married, divorced, dead, alive, whatever, I was going to tell you I love you. No matter how nervous I would get. Now, dear god. Tell me you feel the same way or I'll have to commit suicide."

"Well, guys in a uniform turn me on." She whispered in his ear, "And that makes it all the better, I love you too, Ulrich Stern. I know it's so. I tried so hard to get past you, to forget you, to date other men, but it wouldn't happen. I ended up just hurting myself more and more. It made me realize how much I missed you."

"You won't need to miss me for a long time." His green eyes glazed into her chocolate ones, licking his lips he added, "I'm never going to lose you again." She smiled at his kind and yet sexy words. The way he said it made her want to pounce on him and do whatever naughty stuff that came to mind, but she kept her cool, and only let a smile show.

"So, you promise, no other women?"

"Promise. No one can make me feel complete, just you."

In a swift move, Yumi pushed her arm around his neck and pulled his closer, until his lips crashing on hers. It didn't take long for Ulrich to react, using his own mouth; he made Yumi open hers, and their tongues battled fiercely.

After a minute of so of this, they broke away, he demanded, "Let's go slow, Yumi. I don't want to rush into this. I want to take it slow, feel every inch of happiness and joy I can out of this dream coming true."

"I don't want to go slow. I've waited too long for this." Yumi fired back, "I've wanted you so long, but you were always busy with Emily or Sissi."

"You thought I was interesting in Emily or Sissi?"

"It looked like it."

"I wanted you just as long, but you were busy with William or Theo!"

"You thought I was interesting in William or Theo?!"

"It sure did look like it! Besides, you said, on the phone, you ended up working with the boy you liked. Don't deny it. I know you tried to get yourself out of that one. I didn't believe it for a second."

"I did, didn't I?" He shrugged, obviously confused, "I ended up working with you for the McClear's case."

"True…"

"You've got to be the first guy that's ever wanted to go slow."

"Nah, I'm like all the rest. I'll go mad if I don't get inside you, but I'm willing to make myself wait. I want all this to soothe the both of us before I get you in bed." He answered, "Now, I never thought an investigator could turn me on, but I've been wrong before."

"Only a couple of times." She tenderly planted another kiss on his lips, "I wouldn't love you as much if you were always right."

"I couldn't love you any less, or any more than I do now." He returned this kind kiss on her lips.

"You're an amazing kisser." She complimented, "Good to know the boy I've loved for years is good that kinda stuff."

"You're a pretty good kisser yourself. I'm all up for kissing, babe. I just like French better."

"As do I, but as much as I'd hate to leave. I think I need to go back to my room, William might be back and looking for me. Thanks for the tea, and it's been wonderful talking to you." She got up, but Ulrich took her hand and spun her toward him again.

"Nah, ah. You're not going anywhere without a goodbye kiss."

"But I'll be back."

"Aww, so you don't want to kiss me?"

"Never said that."

"Then do it."

Yumi obliged, and had to get on her tip-toes to plant another kiss on his lips. This time, however, he was persistent into getting that French kiss, and forced her mouth to open. His tongue massaging hers and his hands wrapped around her back, she broke away too quickly, "Gotta go. Trust me, when we're there, you'll want much more than a French kiss."

And with that, The door closer. Ulrich sighed, fell on his couch and looked up to heaven, "Dear God, I never doubted you for a minute. God, I love her. Keep her safe, and keep her mine. Please, god. Please."

XxX

Yumi couldn't stop thinking about that –those kisses with him. They were so full of passion and love that she couldn't measure it. He really loves her, she really loves him. Could this get any better?

She fumbled with her key about a dozen times. She no longer focused on the McClear's case- it's still in mind, but not the main priority. She and Ulrich…were going out.

Or were they?

Technically, they only kissed. They didn't do much more than that. No. Yumi shook her head. They had told each other that they loved one another. They have to be going out.
After fighting with her door, she fell on the bed.

Suddenly, a weariness feeling drifted onto her. Her eyelids heavy, she was about to close them and surrender to slumber when she was brought back to reality- The phone sang horribly.

"H-hello?" She answered, quite frustrated this person ruined her much wanted nap.

"Hello baby girl."

Um, okay. "Who is this?"

"No names are needed. Yumi, I've been watching you for a long time now." Okay, this is starting to get a little creepy, "I know about you and your make out with Officer Stern. He won't treat you right. He's a cop, he'll never have enough time for you. Listen to me, Yumi, if you know what's good for you, no more Ulrich. No more any other man…but me."

"And who are you?"

"You'll meet me soon enough, you'll have to. Sex is only pleasurable in person, don't you think?"

"Excuse me?" Her mind wandered places her victims went. Was this William playing a prank? Is this a prank call? Who is this person? What does he want with her?

"I'll have to make you mine at one point, sweetie. Like I said, I'll be watching. I'll know if you're rolling around in bed with Ulrich. I'll know. And I won't be happy."

"But-" Click. The call was disconnected.

At first, this disturbed Yumi in many different ways. But then her years of criminal justice came in- kids these days press random numbers and say stuff. Of course, this sounded nothing like a teenager, but things to change that exist.

Of course, with William still gone, he become her main suspect. She didn't plan on telling her two other old guy friends about this. It will probably be a one time thing.

But, if that's the case. How'd he know her name was Yumi? How'd he know Ulrich and she had kissed? This person must've been in the building, watching from the eyehole.

Maybe if she told an officer, she'd feel more protected. And she already had one officer in mind.

XxX

"I though you had to go." Ulrich leaned against his door frame, "Came back for some more kisses?"

"No, I just got this call." He looked at her like she was retarded, "Hear me out, Ulrich. You're a cop, and I wanted to let you know. This person, a guy, knew who I was, so prank calling is out."

"That's not true, they could pick out of the phonebook-"

"And he knew about our make-out only a few minutes ago. He called almost right after I got in my room. When I asked who he was, he said names weren't needed. But I'd meet him soon enough, since sex is more pleasurable in person. I'd have to see him so he can make me his, or something. He threatened me, saying if I were to sleep with you, he…won't be happy." She started, "As an investigator, I thought it wouldn't bother me, but I just wanted to let you know incase it happens again."

"I won't let this man touch you. If it's a real stalker. If it's a prank, I'll get this guy to pay for the scare he must've caused you." He answered and hugged her tightly, "Now, you look beat, Yumes." He stood up with her, "Lets get you back to your room."

She smiled and quickly agreed, "Okay then." She knew she didn't have to seem him. She just needed a reason to hug him again. His scent. His eyes. His looks.

So, is this what love feels like?

XxX

"Where is he?!" Heather cried looking at her watch, "I don't believe this! Stern was a never a one to be an hour late!"

"Well…" Theo started, "He is with his Japanese baby." He snickered and continued, "Who knows what naughty stuff their up to right about now?!" He added a wiggle of the eyebrows and got a laugh from everyone.

A hand appeared on Theo's shoulder, and he turned, "Hey. Guess what naughty stuff we're up to?"

"Stern!" Clayton screamed in happiness, "Nice to see you could arrive! Where's this Japanese girlie we heard so much about? Too shy to bring her huh?"

"Ulrich, I'm confused." A young lady with black hair, looking in the distance took hold on Theo's shoulder, thinking it was Ulrich, "I thought you said we'd see-" She turned to see his face, let go and jumped back, "Oh, sir. I'm so sorry! I thought you were my friend!"

"Hey Yumi! No problem." Theo smiled and shrugged off the apology, "You actually came!"

"Well, actually, I told her to go back to her room in the hotel, but she wouldn't listen! Rebellious little lady, she is." Ulrich explained, "So I told her she could come with me, with another friend."

Jeremie popped up, "Hey Theo."

"JEREMIE?!?" Theo dropped his glass, luckily, on the table, and it only made a loud sound, instead of smashing, "Wha-? What? I haven't seen you guys in forever!"

"Well, forever ended yesterday!" Yumi quickly got comfortable, "And since you're the gentleman, Ulrich, you'll pay for your friends delights?"

"And why in gods name would I do that?" Ulrich crossed his arms.

"Because I didn't bring money." Yumi answered kindly.

"Well, looks like I have no choice." Ulrich chuckled as he pulled out his wallet, (now all the officers were dressed into their everyday clothes."

Jeremie refused to drink anything, but found it interesting to talk to some of these officers, "Now, what did you say your names were?"

"Kevin."

"Heather."

"Greg."

"Danielle."

"Jennifer."

"Eric."

"Willis."

"Denis."

"Eve."

"Justin."

"I'm their boss, Clayton. Sometimes called Clay."

Ulrich and Yumi shared a jug of Whiskey. Jeremie was defiantly driving. The Japanese girl sat straighter and started to talk business, "You guys have heard about the McClear's case, haven't you?"

"Oh yes. It's a big deal here." Heather answered. Yumi was amazed Ulrich had promised there was no women. And there she was, Heather. She had this long light brown hair, that was cut in like four different layers. Her blue eyes glistened in interest. Heather was very attractive, "Everyone here is almost like afraid to walk into their own front lawns for their newspaper in the morning. It's bad."

"Oh yes, it's real bad." Clayton added, looking at Yumi. He, wasn't as good looking at she would hoped he would be. Now, don't get her wrong. Clayton was handsome, but he was forty-seven. A little too old for her. His already gray hair looked much darker in the building. But he couldn't fake those ice blue eyes. Yumi loved getting Clay's attention and just smiling- just to see those eyes, "Ulrich could tell you about that. There's been absolutely nothing going on lately. It's the only thing in the news."

Jeremie cleared his throat and said, "Surprisingly, I haven't heard much about it. Being the president's computer aide, I think I would've known."

That almost made Denis spit out his drink, "The- The PRESIDENT?! That must pay like fifty grand a month."

The blonde genius shook his head, "Actually, it's around thirty grand a month. It's pretty nice. I stay in the Élyseé Palace. It's my home. You know the daughter? Michelle?"

"Yes, there was a newpaper article about her the other day." Eric stated, "Saying the girl was like, in love with a man that worked…in…the Élyseé…Palace." He looked at Jeremie, "That wouldn't be you, now, would it?"

"I'd say it was a good shot." Eric's green eyes wided in astonishment.

"Dude! A hot girl, good money, livin' in the 'E Palace, what else could a man want?!"

"Me. Duh." Eve replied.

"He said, hot girl." Jennifer answered.

Yumi and Jeremie shared a look, after half the police department started bickering, then they both stared at Ulrich as if saying 'you have to work with this?'. Ulrich shrugged, "They're actually a lot better. I think some of them are drunk, so excuse them." Jeremie nodded in agreement.

"So, Miss. Yumi." Clayton stopped the argument by stating her name, "Involved with our Officer Stern, here, huh? Gauthier's told us much about you, and your past with Ulrich."

Yumi felt her face burn, "Well, I wouldn't say involved. We're just friends, from the past. It's good to see him again, as well as Theo. I haven't seen any of my high school friends since graduation."

"Oh, come on. You've got to have something for Stern, come on! Look at him!" Danielle cried, "He's got the body! Come on, you've got to like this guy."

Ulrich shook his head in embarrassment, "Thanks, Dani. I knew I could count on you."

Yumi turned to look at Ulrich. Both their faces were red. That shouldn't be happening. Tonight, the only rule, was no rules. She tapped his chin up to her lips, and kissed him then and there.

Jeremie and Theo started clapping immediately. Finally!

But before the fifteen second mark, Yumi's phone went berserk. She broke the kiss, and put up a finger to symbolize "one second." She took out her phone, not realizing the number, she answered, "Hello?"

"Ahh. Yumi. Glad you to hear from you. Where are you? You're not at your hotel room." No. No. No! This couldn't be right! It can't be him! It was just a prank call before! No, Yumi. Don't loose it. That stupid punk was just trying to scare her!

"Hmm. No. I left. I get quite bored of that. Nothing to do there, ya know?" She answered smoothly, as if talking a friend, "Now, what did you say your name was?"

"Let's call me Helplessly N. Love. How does that sound?" His voice made shivers roll up and down Yumi's spine, "Now, sweetie, if you're with Stern, I'll be very disappointed. Friends say you're very responsible."

"That's personal, love. That doesn't concern you."

"Ahh, calling me your love. I adore it. Oh, but to answer you, yes, it does concern me. Stern can't take away what is rightfully mine, sweetie. I'll get you, I'll find you. You can't escape me." Small clicks were heard, maybe like a cell phone or a keyboard, maybe even a clock or watch, "Time's ticking."

Yumi couldn't hear this anymore, it made her want to vomit. She gave the phone to Ulrich, the first person she could think of, since he was sitting right next to her. He took the phone and asked, "Hello?" She watched him carefully, "Hellllllo?" He looked at the phone, "No one's on the line. Who ever it was, must've hung up."

"It's him! He called again! He knows I'm not at the hotel room. I'm not quite afraid on the calls, but it's how he knows."

"No problem." Ulrich whispered things in her ear carefully that brought a smile to her face, "Okay?"

"Okay."

"ALRIGHT." Ulrich got up, his palms on the table, "I loved this, guys, like always. But I should be going now. I need tonight's sleep. It ain't fun working three in the morning to six in the afternoon. Need that long sleep."

"Nah, you just want some alone time with your girl, there."

"That won't happen. Jer's with us." Jeremie popped up.

Yumi and Jeremie waved to the officers, they can say they made friends with them, "Nice meeting you all!"

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Back at the hotel, they found out it was nearly midnight, and they all decided to go to bed. Yumi was relived to see William in his bed, watching Television, "Hey, Yumi. Where were you? I didn't call 'cuz I thought you may be asking questions about the case."

"I was." That was partly true. She asked the officers for a little information and she did have two pages full of things she figured out in her notepad in her pocket, "I went out and met Jeremie and Ulrich. They're…in the area." Yeah, about four doors down, in the area.

"Awesome! I'll have to meet them tomorrow." William sighed and stretched, "Oh, by the way. When I came back, this man walked away from our door, he was covered in clothing, so I can't give you a description, poor man must've been freezing. But I think he has to do with a note I found taped to the door. I didn't read it, though, it's for you." He held up a folded piece of paper, waiting for Yumi to take it.

Yumi took the paper,

Dear Yumi,
Hello There. I can't believe you didn't listen to me. I suppose it's not that hard to believe. I hope you realize I'll be watching you. I know where you are twenty four/ seven.

--Helplessly N. Love.

Yumi crumpled the paper in her hand. No way, it couldn't be him.

That son of a bitch is really starting to scare her now. He's completed his task of a prank.

That is, if it is a prank.

XxX
((New Position.))

She'd avoid him. She'd avoid him by all costs. There's no reason in the world why'd she ever want to see him again. She wants divorce.


Ooh. That word made her shiver. Divorce. It sounded like an evil word.

It was still very early in the morning at the hospital; Aelita was sucking down cup after cup of coffee to keep her awake. She doesn't want to go back home. To the house she shared with him.

It's insanity to hate your husband like this. And that's what exactly made her marry him- Insanity. She knew her heart only beated for one man. She needed him, she missed him. God damn it, why'd they break up again?

She was in the Nurse's lounge area they had in the back, Sissi was sitting on the sofa. Both girls hated their life as it was.

Aelita admired Sissi. She was…dare she say it…beautiful. Her wavy black hair in middle school went into naturally curly dark black hair. Her hazel eyes were dull due to her lack of energy. Her wedding ring on the table sparkled more than her eyes.

"So, how's the marriage?" Aelita asked to create conversation. Sissi sipped down another sip of coffee before answering.

"Like Hell. No, it's worse than hell. I can't explain it." She answered, her slim figure shuddered. Aelita found how beautiful she was an insult to herself. Here the pink haired one was, next to this should-be-top-model at a hospital. It made her jealous.

All the handsome men went for Sissi. That never happened in school. They liked Yumi better for being more developed, more mature, more naughty. It didn't matter to the high school guys if you were a drug addict, a freaking retard, or a convict. If you were cute, had a nice chest, and a pretty ass, they'd take you.

Now, that didn't mean Aelita didn't get eyes in high school. But that was a total different story.

"Same here." Aelita answered, "I hate Nick. I don't think I'll go back home for years." Both women started thinking about high school years, "I'm still getting over Herve."

"I know, he was a smart man. He had no reason to do what he did." Sissi agreed, looking into her half full cup of now warm coffee, "I can't believe he hung himself. That seems to simple for a man like him. Amazing how we miss him like this, back them, we were laughing our heads off."

"Yeah. Back then, it was who was having sex, who got drunk, who was dating who, who's taking who to the prom, who broke up, who had a crush on the teachers. No one cared about reality anymore. It was popularity that ran the school." Aelita sighed, "Sometimes I find myself crying because of it. I barely knew Herve, we were finally talking, and were hanging out- It made Jeremie pretty jealous- and then his parents got a divorce, he lost his part-time job, and his sister died. He couldn't take it anymore…and hung himself." She choked on that last sentence. It hurt her even today, years after.

"He's in a better place now." Yeah, she knew that. But she didn't care. She wanted him back. Damn, she wanted her life back. Nicholas stole away every last right she once possessed, "No longer has to suffer. Lucky little bastard."

"Hmm."

Suddenly the intercom made a bell like noise, meaning someone was going to say something. And boy, that person did, "All Nurses and Doctors of the Green Team! There's been a terrible car crash last night. Our of the four that were in the crash, only three survived. They're in poor condition. We need all Green Team members in the Green Wing."

Sissi and Aelita glanced at each other, as Aelita got up and Sissi took another gulp of coffee, "Duty calls." Aelita smiled as she waved at her co-worker.

"Oh, but before you go." Sissi stopped her before she could leave the room, "Real fast, you see, I'm not married. I get very lonely. You know, since I'm an only child and my mom died years back and my pa at the Senior Resident. I was hoping you and Nick could come by sometime. Just to drop by." It sounded more like a plea than an invitation.

Aelita's smile grew, "We'd love to. I'd stay to chat, but they need me." She turned, and was gone.

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Della-Robbia.

That was a very familiar name. Though, at the moment, Aelita couldn't put her finger on it. Sucks that the profile she gets only has the last name for adults. She would've known who this person was if she slept better last night. No, correction: If she slept last night.

She knocked on the door, as always, "Hello there. Are you- Odd?" She couldn't see straight. A long lost friend now back in her life, in the same room, with blood splattered everywhere; casts on his right arm and waist, "My word! What happened to you?!"

"That damn drunk driver, that's what happened, nurse." She couldn't not recognize that unique hair-do Odd owned. She couldn't believe he didn't outgrow what he called "Lyoko Style".

"Hey, Odd. It's me." She called quietly, "Remember me?"

He paused, to think, "Sam?"

"No, try again."

"…Did we go to school together?"

"Yes."

"Sissi?"

"No, guess again."

"…Yumi?"

"Closer."

He gasped, wiped his eyes with his left arm (The only good arm), "PRINCESS!" With his good arm, he wrapped her in a slight hug before wincing, "Ow. It hurts."

"Tell me what happened." Aelita pulled up a chair and put it beside him.

"Well, Sam and I we were going to this Investigator's place, but she wasn't there. Son of a bitch, she knew we were coming." He stopped to take a breath, "Anyway, after that, we decided to ride around, I guess we were still driving at the pitch darkness of night, because all I remember is Sam screaming, the screech of the brakes, and the crash of the windows."

"You poor thing, you." Was all she could answer with, "Here, let me wash you off." She took another rag from the cabinet, dampened it, and gently touched Odd's forehead with it, "So, you and Sam got married, or something?"

"No, we're still going out. I don't have the kind of money for this really nice ring I want to propose to her with." He slumped a little, or as much as he could with a broken waist and a broken arm, "Holy shit! Where is Sam?! Is she okay?"

"I don't know, I can't check. I'm forced to stay here with you until I'm done doing my job. But, uh. The doctor said out of the four of you in the incident, only three survived." That was probably the worst thing she could've said, but it came out that way.

"MY SAMMY BEAR'S DEAD?!?" He screamed in agony and horror, "This can't be happening!"

"No, Odd. I didn't say that. If you be quiet, I think I might be able to sneak a peek around the hospital." Aelita told him, running her hands through his bloody hair, "Oh, Jesus. Oh, Jesus. Don't cry, Odd. Please, don't you cry."

"I'm not trying to." He whimpered.

"It's okay. I don't want you to be upset. I'll go check right now, okay? Okay."

"But I don't want you to get in trouble."

"That's a risk I'm willing to take." She closed the door after her, and that was the end of that discussion.

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"Have any of you been working for a girl named Sam Larson?" Aelita franticly asked random people, some of them patients. Until she came up to him, "Oh. Hello there."

"You ran away." He answered, "Why'd you run away?"

"I don't have time to answer that. Leave our marriage problems at home. By the way, have you seen Ms. Larson? I have, uh, pills to give her." She rattled her nurse's pocket, which contained her own aspirin.

"Hmm, no, I just got here." He shrugged, she turned to walk away, but he put a hand on her shoulder, "Why'd you run away?"

"I'm not answering."

"Tell me, Aelita. Why'd you run? Did I scare you? Do you not want children? Am I…not good enough for you?" Fuck, he always did this. That stupid guilt trip. He knew Aelita was the type of person to feel the most guilt for anything, if not, more than she's supposed to feel.

"No, Nick. That's not the reason. I can't escape you. We share a last name now. We share a house. We share a life. We share a job. So, what do I have that's my own? Nothing. If we had a child, we'd be sharing that too. The list is endless. You only care for yourself, you want everything. You want my everything. Nothing's mine. It's always ours."

"That's not true." He protested.

"Oh, yes it is." She interrupted him before he could continue, "My paycheck ends up being our money. You never spent a dime on something other than yourself. Sure, you spent a couple of twenties for holidays. You gave my dad a keychain for Christmas, Nick. A keychain. Come on, you, the doctor, make almost three times as much as I do, and I gave him three hundred dollars. You're too selfish, Nick. And that's why I want a divorce."

"D-div-divorce? Oh, baby, please. I'm sorry. I didn't know I was doing this. I- I'll change. I'll do it, I promise."

"And how many times did you say 'I' in that sentence? I never did hear the word 'you'. You can think about that. I'm off to find my patient." She left was a smile.

Thank god, that was over.

XxX
((New Position.))

"Ugggh." She moaned in pain as the doctor poked her to make sure she still had control over the places, "Stop! It hurts!"

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Larson." The doctor stepped back, a little afraid at her outburst, "It seems like you broke a rib, but it wouldn't make sense. I'll get an X-Ray. You stay right there." Oh yeah, she's going to walk right out feeling like this.

"Trust me, I'm not going anywhere." She answered as the doctor chuckled and left for supplies.

The door opened again, a pink haired girl stepped in, "Sam?"

"Hello. Do I know you?"

"Your boyfriend's friend."

"Aelita!" She reached her hands out for her. Aelita didn't waste a second, she ran over to her friend and embraced her, "It's been way too long."

"I know. I just saw Odd in the other room. No one told me you were here I was thinking maybe you died in the car accident." Aelita was happy to see Sam was only bruised up and a few cuts, her nose broken, but that was fine. She knew she may have a broken rib, but she was lucky to find her friends just fine.

Correct: Just to find her friends.

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Yay! Aelita, Odd, and Sam met! Ulrich and Yumi fell in love. Jeremie made a few new friends. Aelita's getting a divorce. Yumi has a stalker. Odd and Sam have been a car wreck. So much, and only in fifteen pages!

I don't think I'll make this story rated "M" too. I don't think it's gonna go in that direction. So, yeah, don't bother to ask.

Review please!

-Kiwi