After Wells had told everything to Jasmine, she litterally didn't know what to say. Wells didn't expect she would either: "Look at it from the bright side. Someone took his life, and he must be punished for it."

"I..." Jasmine had something else on her mind, "I can't understand why Hoji would do such a thing."

"People can do the most unbelievable things when they're afraid." Wells assured her.

"But..." Jasmine couldn't be sure about anything anymore, "All that time... I've been somebody else! I don't know who..."

"No, you haven't!" Wells interrupted her, "A part of your memory has been surpressed, but all your experiences and most of your memories have remained. It's those memories that makes you the way you are. The way I see it, you're still the same Reimon Marika that I fell in love with."

Finally, a smile krept upon her face. It made ir easier for her to ask the following question: "How about my deletion?"

"Don't worry about that!" Wells assured her, "Even the highest court relised that their fear for you was quite childish. Unless you commit a real crime, they've decided to not have you deleted."

"So... they won't even try to repeat what they did years ago?" Jasmine still needed some confirmation.

"Not so sure Hoji wouldn't try again." Wells replied, "But he alone can't make that decission!"

Suddenly, Jasmine couldn't be any happier: "I really can't thank you enough for all the things you're doing."

Wells had no answer at the ready for that statement, so he just smiled. Suddenly, he spotted something lying under her pillow. As a way to change the subject, he wondered what it was.

"What is that?" Wells asked as he pointed to it.

"This?" Jasmine took it from underneath the pillow, "It's my MP3."

"Can I look at that?" Wells asked, curiously.

"Ok, though I don't think you'd recognise any of the songs." Jasmine told him.

Wells looked anyway. And she was right, he didn't know any of these artists: Utada Hikaru, Kikuchi Mika, Psychic Lover,... But then he found one that he did recognise: Linkin Park! Weird, Wells thought to himself.

"I thought you didn't know Linkin Park!" Wells remarked.

Jasmine had no idea why he brought that up, but replied anyway: "... No? Why?"

This made Wells curious about something else: "Were you listening to this before you went berserk?"

"Yes?" Jasmine was starting to get worried, "Bill, what's wrong?"

Wells tried not to sound alarming, but failed at it: "I think you going haywire runs a little deeper than we thought!"

THE END

... for now!!!

Note: I didn't mean to imply anything bad about Linkin Park. It is in fact even my all time favorite band. There's another reason I chose to mention this band (a reason I can't really say right now)