After a huge breakfast (the best one they had ever eaten) the men left for their office, leaving Francesca at home alone. She was told expressly that she was not forced or expected to stay there, that Roland was there to drive her anywhere she wanted to go. "Would you like to do anything Ms. Delacroix?" Roland asked as he walked into the dining room. His eyebrows rose at the amount of leftovers on the table.

"Call me Chessy, please I can't stand that stuff. It makes me sound stuffy and uppity." She laughed "Roland, sit, eat, there is plenty. I would hate to see it get wasted. Especially because I got a tad bit carried away." She smiled as he sat down and she passed him a plate.

After Roland was stuffed Chessy took his plate to the kitchen and began cleaning up.

While she was cleaning she thought of the things she would need once she got back to Japan and what she needed clicked into her mind.

Roland drove her to several stores until she found the few items that she needed. By the time she got back to the house she had dropped several thousand dollars, but the money had not been spent randomly. A new laptop, an untraceable prepaid cell phone and several pairs of jeans, a few new shirts, converse, and some much missed beauty supplies sat on her bed. She had also stopped by the market and picked up dinner.

Francesca looked at the clock and smiled. Macon would be at work, it would be a perfect time to call her mother. Activating the phone she called the familiar number. "Hello?" said the voice on the other end, it was obvious that she had been crying.

"Mommy," Chessy responded, her voice breaking.

"Francesca? Honey, where are you? Nevermind, don't tell me, are you safe?"

"Yes, Mommy, I am safe. Are you?"

"Don't worry about us baby, Daddy and I are safe. But you cannot come back here, ever! Macon is livid and is looking everywhere for you. I am scared for you baby. He said you stole some money from him and humiliated him"

"I am not done running yet, Mommy. When I get where I am going he will never be able to find me. I've already got a job and an apartment. When I get settled and stable I will send you and Daddy tickets." She sniffed. "Mommy, I am so sorry that I couldn't stay for you and Daddy. I am sorry that I failed you."

"Baby, you didn't fail us at all. If anything we failed you. I lost myself after Sammy died, and your Daddy was more concerned with me than anything. We pushed you aside and because of that we lost you. None of this is your fault my girl. Absolutely none of it." The other end of the line got quiet. "Macon is home, he just pulled up. Be safe, I love you." With that the conversation ended with a click.

Chessy sat on the edge of the bed and cried. She hated what she was causing her parents to go through. Macon would make their lives miserable, but if he found her, he would probably kill her. Sitting up straight, Chessy was determined to keep going. No more tears, no more mourning a life she had never wanted in the first place.

She was determined to move on with her life. Standing she went to shower and get prepared to cook the Kaiba brothers dinner. After her shower she dressed in her new jeans and a dressy tank top. Then she fixed her hair, something she had not done in years. She fixed the ringlets so that they fell the same way they had before Macon had screwed up her life. Putting on her shoes and some light makeup she looked in the mirror and almost cried. The old Chessy was coming back in a big way. Starting tonight there would be no more of the meek, scared girl that she had become. Francesca was gone, Chessy would reign.

The Kaiba brothers got home that night around 7 and Chessy had just finished dinner. "Holy Cow, it smells delicious in here." she heard Mokuba say as she removed her apron and walked out of the kitchen, through the dining room into the foyer.

"I cooked," she said when she came face to face with the brothers. "But I promise I didn't go overboard this time. It's just simple shrimp creole with rice, leftover biscuits that I warmed and a fresh banana pudding."

"We are gonna get so fat." Mokuba said to his brother. "But hey Chessy, you look great, I love the new hair." She blushed. The truth was, the brothers were both looking handsome today. Mokuba wore a purple blazer with black pants, black shirt and purple tie. His long black hair was pulled back into a low ponytail. Seto on the other hand looked delicious in black slacks with a navy shirt and black blazer. She felt her blush deepen as the brothers sat down at the table.

Seto watched as Francesca left to get the food, it was everything he could do to keep his eyes off of her. Her dark blue jeans and green shirt made her eyes glow and her hair stand out. He turned to her as she walked back out carrying a large serving dish full with a spicy smelling meal, then another came out with rice, then the biscuits. He inhaled her scent as she sat down beside him. Looking up he saw Roland sitting at the opposite end of the table from him and he raised his eyebrow towards his head of security. "Chessy insisted," the man replied to the unasked question.

"Oh my God." Mokuba moaned and all eyes turned to him "Chessy this is amazing, Seto, effective immediately, chef is fired. I want Chessy cooking all of our meals." Francesca laughed. Seto fixed himself some of the spicy smelling dish. Mokuba was right, it was divine.