I'm sorry for this chapter guys. I'm sorry. I'm sorry! Please don't quit on me!

He saw her apologize for leaving early and fervently promised she'd wait up for him at home. Zen hesitantly agreed, if only because their friends had gone out of their way to make tonight happen and he'd barely had anything to eat yet. He didn't fault her for feeling sick = she was carrying his child. Yet that alone made him want to go with her more. She insisted he stayed and against his better judgement, he conceded. He wondered what about the food made her feel ill - she hadn't tried any of it and everything was tasty. A few seconds after she walked away, Jaehee re-joined them at the table, her face serious. More serious than usual.

"Jaehee, are you worried about work? Jumin needs to give you more time off" Zen said, taking another bite of the food. It was delicious. Jaehee mumbled something about some proposal but Zen's mind was elsewhere. Zen turned around and saw MC go outside with her cellphone at hand - the maitre d' was busy. She was probably trying to call for a cab on her own. At least he could wait outside with her - every minute with her was a precious gift he didn't want to waste. And that was just it - why was he letting her go off on her own? "Guys, I'm sorry. I can't stay. I know I said I would, but MC doesn't feel well and it just doesn't feel right for me to leave her alone at home." Zen says, finishing the rest of his drink. He looked at his phone to see the time and noticed a few missed calls from an unknown number - probably a fan. He ignored it, excused himself again, and headed outside after her.

At first, he didn't see her right away - how far could she have gone? Was there a cab right outside the restaurant and he missed her? But he spotted her soon enough getting into a red sports car- Seven's sports car. Zen walked in their direction and despite being sure Seven had seen him heading there, he took off with MC in the passenger seat. He waved his arms in the air to try and catch their attention but failed. Why was Seven outside of the restaurant? I thought he said he had work. And why the hell didn't he stop?

Zen took his cell phone out and dialed Seven's number. It rang until it reached voicemail. Then he dialed MC's number… which also rang until it reached voicemail. What was going on? He tried both numbers again without an answer. An odd, sinking feeling began to grow inside of him- was she… more than friends with Luciel? No, it couldn't be. But why weren't they answering? Jealousy began to build up inside of him. Had he always been this possessive? No, something just wasn't right. He put his hand in his jacket and grabbed the keys to his motorcycle - only to remember he had left it at the theater and everyone had taken Jumin's limousine. Even Luciel. He rushed back into the restaurant, making a B-Line for the table while continuing to dial MC's number. This time, it rang twice before the call was denied.

"Jumin, I need the limo. Now" Zen said, anxiousness staining his voice.

"What's going on?" Jumin said, after swallowing a mouthful of food and snapping his fingers in Jaehee's direction. Jaehee immediately pulled her phone out and called driver Kim.

"I… uh, I just saw MC get in a car with Luciel but neither one of them are picking up their phone. I am worried something happened."

"Well, they can't be very far, you weren't even gone for 10 minutes" Jumin said, taking his own cell phone out.

"Driver Kim will be here in 5 minutes" Jaehee announced.

"Huh. Luciel isn't picking up his phone" Jumin said, putting his phone down.

"I just said that!" Zen replied, raising his voice at Jumin and slamming his fist on the table. He drew the attention of the other customers towards him "Sorry. Sorry. I may be overreacting."

"Zen, let's step outside of the restaurant. We'll wait for driver Kim there." Jumin said, getting up from the table. "Jaehee, take care of the bill. Tip them well" he added, giving her his credit card. "Yoosung, you can finish eating if you want to stay"

"Can I take the food to go? Then I won't have to cook tomorrow" Yoosung said.

"If you want" Jumin said.

"MC is still not answering. I've called her like 5 times now." Zen said, clearly on edge. What if she's gone back… a memory rang in the back of Zen's mind: Are you telling me you've romanced another member of the RFA in this 'game'? Zen tried to push the thoughts away but it was futile. He trusted Luciel not to hurt MC, but he didn't trust him not to fall in love with her.

"Zen, let's not make a scene. We're drawing attention to ourselves and you've already been on the spotlight tonight." Jumin said as he looked at the other dinners staring back at them. He began to lead Zen out of the restaurant. "Meet us outside Jaehee. Yoosung."

"Yes, Mr. Han" Jaehee answered as she signaled the waiter for the check.

Once they were outside, he hold onto a frantic Zen who kept pacing over and over as he continued to dial numbers on his phone.

"Hey. Calm down. Freaking out is not going to solve the problem. We'll find them." Jumin said as he signaled driver Kim and a limo showed around the corner.

"You don't understand. I know Luciel saw me walk towards the car and he just drove away. Why would he do that? Is he just trying to prank me?" Zen said, as he pushed the hair out of his face and looked into the sky. "Maybe it is just a prank and I am overreacting." He took a deep breath. "But why continue to hang up my phone? I just… I don't think MC would do this on purpose"

Jumin pulled open the door and led Zen into the backseat of the limo. "I'll call the bodyguards and have them follow after Luciel's car. They'll catch up faster than us on the limo. Where is Jaehee- oh, there she comes." Jumin said, moving to the back seat.

"Mr. Han, Yoosung is waiting for the food. In the meantime, would you mind if I had a word with Zen?"

"Excuse me?" Jumin asked.

"Mr. Han, I'd like to discuss a private matter with Zen, if you don't mind." Jaehee requested.

"Get out of the limo for a minute Jumin" Zen said, sounding exasperated.

"Alright. I'll call the head of the security team in the meantime, I suppose" Jumin said as he stepped out of the limo.

"Jaehee? What's this about?" Zen asked, fidgeting in his seat.

"Zen… I… I need to apologize. I might have exchanged some harsh words with MC in the ladies room of the restaurant."

"What? What does this have to do with anything?"

"I… I suppose I must admit jealousy got the better of me tonight and I figured out she is pregnant and I just… I think it'll hurt your career. I had your best interests in mind, I promise"

"What did you tell her?" Zen asked in an aggravated mood.

"I told her… I told her in no uncertain terms that she was ruining your life" Jaehee said, looking at the floor of the limo. "I'm sorry! I don't know if that may be the cause she is angry and not picking up the phone. I just don't want to give you cause for alarm."

"You did what?! Why would you think she is ruining my life? She's the best thing that's ever happened to me Jaehee." Zen covered his face with his hands. "I just… Why would you do this tonight of all nights? Can you not see how much she means to me?"

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself. I was in the wrong and overstepped my boundaries. I know that. But I also think that if that is the reason she isn't answering the phone, she is punishing you for my mistakes and that is unfair."

"Jaehee, I like you, but you are in no position to be saying anything about MC right now. We'll talk about this later. I'm just going to call a taxi, this is taking too long and Luciel is on a sports car." Zen said, moving to get out of the vehicle.

"Zen, I am sorry." Jaehee said, as she watched him get out. As soon as Zen stepped outside, he saw Jumin talking to a man in a motorcycle. It looked like one of his bodyguards.

"Jumin, let me borrow this motorcycle. This is taking too long" Zen said, approaching him.

"Fine. But it belongs to the company so try not to damage it" Jumin said, using a nonverbal signal to the bodyguard to give the motorcycle to Zen. The bodyguard complied instantly.

"I'm heading over the direction they went. If I don't spot them, I'll head over to Luciel's house" Zen said. "I might call you for help."

"I'll keep my phone on me." Jumin answered as Zen put on the helmet, thanked him, and started the motorcycle, and rode away.

As Zen rode the motorcycle at a speed faster than he should, different scenarios of what was going on began to play in his mind. And now, with the added possibility that Jaehee convinced MC she was a mistake in his life. She wasn't. He loved her. He loved their unborn child. Why wasn't she answering the phone? What if she got sick? What if Luciel had to take her to a hospital? What if she passed out? A red light made him stop and during that time he dialed MC's number again. It went straight to voicemail this time. Now he wouldn't be able to tell if her phone was off or if she had just… left again. He'd kill somebody for a cigarette right now. No, you promised her you'd quit.

It didn't take him long to reach Luciel's house and banging on the door like a maniac was just what he was doing. What if I'm overreacting and Luciel just took her home? No answer on the door. He banged the door again and saw the little camera on the corner follow his frantic pacing.

"Luciel, open this goddamn door or so help me God" Zen said in a rage. Was he losing it? He was overreacting now. No. No. Something was wrong. The security system asked him for something in arabic. "I DON'T SPEAK ARABIC!" Zen yelled back at the camera. Access denied. He banged on the door again, kicked it, tried to pick the lock even, but it was no use - it was a solid metal door. He had never felt so frustrated in his life. He called Luciel's number and it went straight to voicemail once again. Zen felt he was overreacting but this knot in the pit of his stomach egged him on. "LUCIEL" he screamed at the door once again. The system demanding an answer in Arabic that he didn't know the answer to. An incoming call from Jumin brought him back to reality.

"I'm at your place Zen. There is no one here" Jumin said over the phone.

"I'm at Luciel's but no one is answering the door and the system is asking me for something in Arabic."

"I'll have someone who speaks Arabic call you." Jumin said, getting off the line. Zen continued to pace in front of the door when it opened, just for a few inches. Zen stopped in his tracks when he saw the door ajar but this was followed by the barrel of a gun aimed directly at him.

"Put your hands on your head" he heard, a man's voice he did not recognize. Zen did as he was told and put his hands in the back of his neck. This, I did not expect this. What the fuck is going on? "Who are you?"

"I'm Zen. I am a friend's of Luciel" Zen answered, hoping that his words wouldn't get him killed.

"Where is Luciel?" the voice asked.

"I have no idea. I am looking for him" Zen answered, getting nervous by the minute.

"Do you have any weapons on you?"

"No"

"I don't know you and I don't trust you. What is the name of the organization that Luciel is a part of?"

"The RFA?"

"Alright." he heard the voice say and the gun disappeared from sight. The door closed again, something clicked, and it opened, revealing a man with long brown hair and a black coat. "Come in. I am looking for Luciel too"

"Who are you?" Zen asked, before deciding if he wanted to come in. After all, he had just had a gun aimed at.

"I'm Vanderwood, I work with Luciel"

"Mary?"

"What?"

"Mary Vanderwood 3rd?"

"What?"

"Luciel said his maid's name was Mary Vanderwood 3rd" Zen said, recalling previous chats with Seven.

"Of course he'd said that." said Vanderwood, rolling his eyes. "Come on in. I don't want to stand at the door forever".Zen walked into Seven's house and saw the mess - everything upturned, messy, broken items. As if someone really angry had decided to trash the place.

"What happened here?" Zen asked. The knot in the middle of his stomach continued getting worse by the second.

"I don't know. I'm guessing Saeran got violent" Vanderwood said, as he stepped over some items.

"Who?" Zen asked, moving carefully not to step over some glass.

"Saeran?" Vanderwood said, turning towards Zen. "I thought he had told the RFA. He brought that girl here to see him."

"What? Wait, are you talking about MC? And who is Saeran?"

"MC, yeah, I think that's her. Brown hair, bangs, pretty. Oh yeah, I think I saw you on the footage from a while back with her."

"What footage?"

"I have access to the camera outside of Seven's place. You brought her here a few times recently, didn't you?"

"Yeah, I did. Wait, who is Saeran?" Zen asked, trying not to lose track of the conversation.

"Saeran is Luciel's twin brother"

"WHAT?"

"Yeah. Listen, MC helped Luciel get him back from the weird cultist place. It was a whole ordeal. I helped them. Saeran is not… stable"

"Stable?"

"Mentally stable. And he reacted strongly to seeing MC from what I understand" Vanderwood commented.

"Why would he care about MC?"

"Apparently he wrote the code into the app that brought her here"

"Luciel's brother wrote the code?"

"So he says. He thinks he made her. Where is she anyways?"

"She's missing. I saw her get into a car with Luciel."

"Oh, fuck. Have you talked to Luciel?"

"Not since I saw him leave with her"

"Okay. Alright. I'm guessing you're the boyfriend?" Vanderwood asked, in no simple terms.

"fiancé" Zen answered.

"Forget the semantics, just listen." Vanderwood said, irritated "I'm thinking Saeran cracked - he must have gotten violent considering the mess here. Hopefully he hasn't killed Luciel, at least I really hope he wouldn't. He probably took Luciel and took MC… whoever you saw driving away was probably Saeran. If Luciel had things under control we would have heard from him by now..."

Zen felt his head was about to explode. Was MC kidnapped by Luciel's twin brother? How did he not know this was an issue he had to look out for? Did anyone else in the RFA know? Of all the things that could have happened to MC, this was not one he saw coming. Kidnapped. Taken. He didn't protect her from something he could have prevented. Vanderwood was talking but Zen's own thoughts were drowning his words.

"... told him Rika is dead" Vanderwood continued saying. "We need to find them quickly or Saeran might kill them when he finds out"

"Find out what?" Zen asked, trying to keep up with Vanderwood's deductions.

"That Rika is dead. That we basically dismantled that cult thing they had going on"

"What the hell are you talking about? Rika has been dead for a year and a half" Zen said, confused.

"No. Rika died a few weeks ago. You really don't know what's going on?" Vanderwood asked.

"Apparently not" Why did he not know?

"Come on. I'll explain on the way. We need to head to Magenta and hope to catch them there. It's our best bet. Saeran will try to get them there since it'll be easy to control Luciel there and I think there are still some of the things they used for the elixir. He might leave once he realizes the place is abandoned though. Come, we gotta hurry. I'll drive" Vanderwood said, grabbing the keys to one of Luciel's cars. "Here. Do you know how to use one of these?" he said, handing Zen a handgun.

"Yeah" Zen said. But I haven't even held one in years. Not since…

"Good. Let's go". Vanderwood said, heading towards the garage. "Hopefully we'll make it there on time, assuming I'm right about all this."

"Let's hope you're right" Zen muttered. It was his best lead. His only lead. What if he hurt her? What if he drugged her? Why wasn't I there to protect her?

Vanderwood talked the entire drive there about RIka and Mint Eye. How MC had basically given them the information they needed to rescue Saeran. How Vanderwood had been helping to make sure Saeran was taking his meds, that Saeran wasn't aggressive, but he had told Luciel he needed professional help and Luciel just didn't listen. Well, now. Zen just listened. His mind wandered off sometimes and he would lose track of what Vanderwood was saying but for the most part he paid careful attention. The drive there took about somewhere around 40 minutes. It was out in the middle of nowhere in the woods. It occured to Zen that if Vanderwood hadn't given him a gun, he'd be nervous of being brought out here with a stranger. The gun was certainly more reaffirming than anything else.

"That's the car they were in" Zen said, as soon as Vanderwood had pulled up to the mansion that was Magenta. Zen rushed out of the car and ran towards the red parked car - it was empty. He ran towards the building door followed closely by Vanderwood. the place looked desolate.

"Are you insane? You're going to get yourself killed" Vanderwood said as he quietly made his way towards him. "Just…. Just follow my lead"

Zen agreed, if only because he didn't know where to go and didn't want to react by shooting a stranger. The mansion was dark and there were no lights on at all. It seemed the electricity had either been cut out or no one had turned any of the lights on. Zen had to focus on their mission - get MC safely and back with him. Now he was on edge. He wasn't used to this kind of situations. Vanderwood, on the other hand, looked like a trained professional. He moved close to the walls and scanned every hallway before proceeding. Zen tried to imitate him but didn't feel as graceful as Vanderwood looked.

"Basement or 2nd floor?" Zen asked, once they reached a staircase.

"2nd floor. That's where the headquarters/computers are. If they're here, Saeran will be there trying to restore what we did last time. Do you see that?" Vanderwood said, pointing at a writing on the wall - It read "The savior is gone" and it looked rather more cryptic than the meaning appeared to be.

"That was Rika?." Zen said, recalling what Vanderwood had explained in the car.

"Yeah. If Saeran is here, he is bound to have found more evidence that she is gone"

"Let's hurry then" Zen said, egging Vanderwood on.

"This way" he said, heading them up the staircase and down a long corridor. "That door at the end, that's the headquarters. I figure he is likely in there, but he might be in any of these rooms. They're all bedrooms. If he wanted to keep Luciel close but locked, he's probably in one on these rooms."

"Got it" Zen said, looking into every room of the hallway while Vanderwood checked the opposite side. It was quiet but nerve-wracking, not knowing what they'd find on each room.

"LUCIEL!" Zen heard Vanderwood yell out. He rushed to the room it came from as quickly as his limbs allowed him to. He felt a cold sweat drip down his back as he braced to enter the room.

And there they were, Luciel, curled in a fetal position on the floor. Zen rushed to his side while looking around the room - there was another man on the bed - another man that looked exactly like Luciel.

"He's alive" Vanderwood said. "But he's got a fever. If I'd have to guess, he was probably poisoned. I need to take him to a hospital right now." Poison. Where was MC? "Check on Saeran"

Zen stood up and rushed over to Saeran, again, scanning the room for any signs of MC… yet finding none. Saeran was lying on the bed, also in a fetal position - it almost looked like he was holding onto his stomach in pain. Unlike Luciel, however, Saeran was cold and limp. Zen looked around and found a bottle on the floor next to the bed. Poison. Where is MC? Zen moved Saeran's arms and laid him on his back, pressing his ear against his chest, trying to sense his breathing, a heartbeat, anything, but he couldn't find one. He wasn't good at this stuff, he knew it. But he'd never seen a body so still, so pale. The moonlight seemed to caress his face in just the right angle - the darkness of the room complimented his dark clothes, as if he belonged in this dark picture of solitude. He heard coughing and turned around to see Vanderwood sticking his fingers down Luciel's throat, trying to induce vomiting. He thought of doing the same to Saeran but he knew, even if he had never tried to revive a body, that the man that laid before him, was already dead.