I managed to write another chapter :D Again, i'm not sure when the next will be but i'll try my best :D I hope everyone's exams and stuff are going well! Enjoy and please please review! :D

Uriel's POV

We're back at the airport again. We spent less than a week in Amsterdam, much to my mum's disappointment. She really liked it there and I think she bullied my dad into taking her there for their anniversary. Will and his soulfinder, Dolly, were keen to leave Amsterdam before Dolly's father gets released on bail from prison. I wasn't complaining since I've waited for what feels like a lifetime to find my soulfinder. I was also very nervous; what if I can't find her? What if she has a boyfriend? What if she doesn't speak the same language?

Will told me not to worry and promised me that he and Dolly would stay in South Africa with me until I found her. I was the only Benedict left without a soulfinder and it was somewhat depressing. Not that I made my feelings clear to anyone since I didn't want their sympathy; just knowing that my soulfinder was alive and out there was good enough for me.

We had a couple of hours before the plane was due to arrive so everyone split up with soulfinders to look around the airport. They all sort of forgot about me, even mum and dad. I guess when you have a soulfinder, you overlook everyone else. Instead of making a fuss about it, I decided to go off on my own and have a drink in the café.

I sat out on a chair near the window so I could look out and watch everyone. I liked doing that…watching people; trying to imagine what their life is like: whether they had kids, what kind of house they lived in, the kind of music they like… I guess that was why I liked my job so much. I worked as a psychiatrist so studying people's behaviour comes natural to me. My gift helped a lot at work as I could look into the patients past to see if there was an event which caused them to act the way they did, then I could help them get over it.

A woman zoomed past in a sharp black suit, trailing a plain black suitcase and trying to balance in skyscraper heels. She was probably running late for her new job in a swanky office. She looked stressed and a little nervous so she was obviously in an unfamiliar place. A young couple walked holding hands and looking lovingly into each other's eyes; almost as if the rest of the airport was a blur and the only thing in focus was their partner. Probably newlyweds. Who knows maybe they're soulfinders.

My attention caught on to a small child who was silently crying on a bench in the centre of the airport. Everyone seemed to be too busy to notice. She was only about 4 or 5 with silvery blonde hair which was braided in two plaits on either side of her head. She was clutching a small, worn out toy giraffe in her hands. Having just finished my coffee, I decided to go and see if she was okay.

'Hello? Are you lost? Would you like me to help you?' I ask gently, crouching down so I am eye-level with the small girl.

'My mummy said that I mustn't talk to strangers' She sobbed.

'Your mummy is very smart to tell you that. Did you lose her?'

The little girl nods her head; Tears slip down each of her rosy cheeks. I have a quick look through her past memories to see if there's anything that might help. I see her walking behind her mum, staring into the shop windows as they walk past. Suddenly she spots a toy doll with long blonde hair and deep blue eyes. She stares at the doll for a while, trying to imagine how good it would be if the doll was hers. When she looked round, her mum was nowhere to be seen. She wondered aimlessly for a while in search of her but finally gave up and sat on the bench, crying.

'What's your name?' I ask softly

'Mary. This is Gerald' she whispered and pointed to her toy giraffe.

'That's a pretty name, Mary. My name is Uriel, why don't you and Gerald come with me to the information desk? Then we can find you mummy?' I smile comfortingly.

'How?'

'Well… they put a message on one of those big speakers so your mummy can hear where you are. Then, she will come and find you.' I smile.

Mary hesitated for a moment before nodding and taking hold of my hand. She was looking hungrily at the bag of sweets I was carrying, which I brought for the plane journey.

'Hey, why don't you have them? It might make you feel a bit better.' I smile and hand Mary the packet of sweets which she takes gratefully.

'So, Mary, are you here on holiday?' I ask

'Yes. Me and my mummy went on holiday to Amsterdam but now we have to go back home.'

'To England?' I ask, guessing by her accent.

'Yes. Where's your mummy?' She asks me.

'With my daddy somewhere. Shopping probably. I'll have to go and look for them soon. I'm going on holiday to South Africa, you see.'

'I heard they have Lions there.' Mary warns me.

'I'm not afraid of lions; they're just like big cats. Did you know that they have Giraffes in South Africa too?'

'Like Gerald?'

'Yes although the Giraffes in South Africa are a little bit bigger than Gerald.' I chuckle.

Once we reached the information desk, the person behind the desk put an announcement across the speakers in the airport. Mary didn't want to wait on her own so I sat in the chair next to her, sharing the bag of sweets.

'Will my mummy be angry that we missed our flight?' Mary asks nervously.

'I think that she will be so relieved that she found you that she will scoop you up in a big hug and won't mind about getting a later plane.'

'Good. I don't want to get in trouble.'

Mary and I talk a little longer about the other types of animals in South Africa and she tells me about her holiday in Amsterdam. After about 10 minutes of waiting, a young woman comes running over to us, dropping her suitcase. Mary beamed and ran to hug her mother.

'Oh Mary! You scared me so much!' Her mum exclaims, hugging Mary tightly.

'I'm sorry mummy.' Mary starts sobbing again

'Hush now. I've got you. We best get going, there's another plane that leaves in 20 minutes.'

'Okay. This is Uriel, mummy. He is going to South Africa and they have Giraffes in South Africa like Gerald.'

'Thank you so much for helping my daughter! I don't know how to repay you.' Her mother says to me.

'No need. Mary was good company.' I chuckle and hand Mary the rest of the sweets. 'Here, you can have them.' I smile at her.

'Thanks Uriel. It was nice to meet you.' Mary says politely.

'You too. Have a nice journey home.' I smile and leave Mary in the care of her mother.

'Uriel? Where are you? We were supposed to meet 15 minutes ago?' My father said telepathically.

I sigh and head over to the meeting place where everyone was already waiting. Some of them looked a little guilty that they left me to go around on my own.

'Hey man, what have you been up to?' Xav asks me once I arrive.

'I made a friend called Mary. She was sweet.'

'Ohhhh, what kind of friend?' Xav asks, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

I roll my eyes at him. 'Mary is 5. She got lost in the airport so I help her find her mother.' I explain.

'Saint Uriel to the rescue.' Will laughed.

The plane journey wasn't too bad. I sat next to Dolly and Will although Dolly had the window seat since this was her first time on a plane.

'Are you excited yet?' Dolly asks me grinning.

'Very much so. What about you? It's your first time out of Amsterdam after all?'

Dolly took a deep breath. 'What if the plane falls from the sky?' She asked, alarmed.

Will just laughed 'that's not gonna happen, Princess. I promise.'

The plane started moving up into the air and Dolly started freaking out. She had her hands clamped tightly over her ears and was squeezing her eyes shut, murmuring 'were going to die' over and over again. The engines creaked and groaned a little, causing the floor of the plane to shake and tremble. Will tried his best to comfort his soulfinder but she wasn't having any of it.

'It's okay, Dolly. It's just turbulence. It happens all the time.' I explain but she wasn't really listening to me. In the end we had to get Xav to calm her down.

She was okay when we were in mid-air since the shaking stopped, although she still refused to look out of the window. Will and I had to brief Dolly about the dangers of South Africa since she was incredibly naïve and her father never told her the dangers of the world.

After a couple of hours, the air hostess announced on the speaker 'We have now arrived in South Africa.'

A huge grin spreads across my face as it is beginning to feel more and more real. I sit back and relax, picturing my soulfinder in my mind and trying to plan out what I would say to her once we meet.