Al dragged her downstairs by her wrist and sat her down in the kitchen, he began looking for something in the drawers. Violet sat perfectly still and waited nervously, although she just wanted to run. Away from Al and his lies, away from everyone's. While she zoned out she failed to notice Al approach her with a wet washcloth, some bandages and peroxide. " This might sting a little, Oliver doesn't have any running water up there." he tilted her head to the side and poured some peroxide into the cut, the stinging pain immediately brought Violet back into reality. She winced a little and grabbed the closest thing to her and squeezed, which just so happened to be Al's hand. He stared at her for a moment, then softly held her hand and continued to wash out the cut. The two sat in silence until he finished, then Violet stood up and moved toward the door, but Al held firmly onto her hand. " And where do you think you're going?"

" Away from here." Violet muttered as she attempted to pull her hand out of his grasp, to no avail, his grip was too strong. " Like hell you are." " Who are you my dad?" " No but I'll tell your brother." " Go ahead. While you're at it don't forget to tell him how you almost killed me for the second time in a few days." " Violet look I'm fucking sorry!" " But you're not! You really do only want me for sex don't you?! Maybe Hunter was right! Maybe I am just like the others! A useless fucking toy in your eyes! Now let. Me. Go!" Violet cried. Al tightened his grip on her hand and pulled her into him, kissing her lips roughly. Violet's eyes widened, and she tried to squirm away, with no luck. She eventually calmed down and melted into it, much to her dismay, she actually enjoyed it.

I can't do this! What about Vash?! He...

She felt a wave of sadness rush over her. Vash... oh god... Vash... it felt like she was cheating on him! She loved him so much. She began to cry softly, he would be so hurt if he saw this. Or... would he? Wouldn't he want her to be happy? No! No she couldn't do it! Al slowly parted from her, only leaving about an inch or two of space between them, Violet refused to look up past her bangs as the truth began to hit her. She was going to have to move on, despite not wanting to, she could barely force out the words, as she felt something new rising inside her.

" Thank you Al."

Violet looked up at him with tears in her eyes, she just wanted proof that this wasn't wrong. Part of her was still heartbroken over Vash, but yet she also felt something for Al, something she hadn't felt since Vash's death. Part of her was shocked, Al... of all people she wouldn't have expected to have fallen for him. But yet, in the end, she felt like maybe... maybe... this could work out. Violet heard footsteps coming down the stairs and saw Hunter, Nyx and... Oliver. Nyx laughed at the sight of the two, still mere inches apart, Al had a stern look on his face, while Violet's was completely red and flustered. " Damn! Get a room you two!" Nyx teased. Violet looked over to them and pushed Al back, causing him to notice their presence also, making his face go red... until he saw Oliver, then his face went stone cold.

" Well hello again poppet! Terribly sorry about earlier, I suppose I should learn to control myself better wouldn't you agree?" Oliver smiled brightly and approached Violet, he held out his hand to her and continued his child-like actions. " We haven't exactly had a proper introduction have we? I'm Oliver Kirkland! Allen here told me to stay upstairs once he brought you in because he didn't want me to kill you." " Eh?!" " Oliver shut the hell up!" Al shouted, he pulled Violet closer to him, his shouting bringing Ivy, Gilbert and Cain out from their rooms. " What the hell is going on here?!" Gilbert asked, taking notice of the large bandage on Violet's cheek. " Who's this guy?!" Ivy asked, referring to Oliver. While everyone was yelling and freaking out, no one noticed Violet slip out of the house, with a gun behind her back. Of course Al wouldn't approve of this, it was too " dangerous." but she just wanted some alone time, and apparently that was impossible to get in that house.

She sat down in a small patch of trees on the edge of the yard and sighed quietly. Too much was happening too fast, she couldn't take anymore. She set a hand of her forehead and leaned her head back, she couldn't stop thinking about all that had happened. Yet... she also couldn't help but think about all that could happen. She heard someone sit next to her, and looked over, no one was there... Violet stared at the spot, what was going on? She stood up and spun around at the sound of footsteps and was met with a pair of shining emerald green eyes. Her eyes widened as she looked over the man she was seeing, this couldn't be right... no way... but yet... there he was... right in front of her.

" Vash..."

Vash smiled and opened his arms to her, she ran into them and hugged him tightly, tears drizzled down her porcelain skin as she hugged him tightly. " H-How is this p-possible?! You're dead!" Violet stated matter-of-factly. She took his hands and stared him in the eyes, he chuckled softly and squeezed her hands. " So what if I am? You should know better then to think I wouldn't find a way to see you." he kissed her lips softly, oh how she missed it. He parted from her and smiled softly while gazing into her eyes. " I've been watching you ya know." he muttered. Violet's face dropped and she looked away sadly. " So I take it you're upset." she mumbled. " No... not at all. Far from it actually. You've been pretty upset about this I know. But you need to do this one thing for me." his face became stern and he stared deeply into her eyes. " You need to move on. I understand it'll be hard, but I'm happy here." Ja! Big bruder and I have done so much since he came back!" Violet spun around and saw another familiar face, Violet ran over to her and pulled Lilli into a tight embrace.

As soon as she moved away from Lilli she turned around and her eyes widened. Everyone was there.

Alfred

Arthur

Peter

Matthew

Michelle

Raivis

Lilli

… And Vash

" How... How is this happening?" Violet asked, standing up straight. " Hmmmm... I don't know... how do you think this is happening?" Alfred teased, nudging his brother Arthur playfully in the shoulder. " Alfred you twit would leave the poor girl alone? She's clearly distraught." Arthur slapped him upside the back of the head, causing him to laugh a little. " Alright, but the point is, Violet, it's okay, if you see other guys. I'm dead. I promise you everything's fine so don't doubt yourself." Vash smiled and lifted her chin gently with his fingertips. " Just remember, the love we had was real. And I'll always love you, no matter what." he leaned forward and their lips met. Her eyes closed, and she kissed him back, savoring every moment. The two separated and she slowly opened her eyes.

And she was alone.