*From the HQ to his other home he had came. He smiled and nodded to all the other family members. Finally he had made it into his room. After he had unpacked his things he took two other bags with him down the hallway to her room. Darcy's room. Yes he had packed her a bag and also brought her guitar. Her room also had been as untouched here as it had been at the HQ. He opened the door and walked in. After cleaning up the room he unpacked her things. He knew she would want her room this way when she came back.* Darcy...

*He smiled. His first genuine happy smile in a while. Soon. Soon she would be home. But first he had a few things to do. Once everything was said and done he left the room and began to wander the lair looking for his mother and father. First he needed to make sure that the lair and especially her room was going to be extra protected. He wasn't going to lose her again. Besides his family and Ryan his sister meant more to him than life itself. After he found his mother he would then go on his other mission of tracking down his younger siblings. He wanted to see how that quilt was coming along. He had all the pictures. He just needed to make sure all the thread was gathered and the hatchlings could help him sew it. He had another big job for little sister Sunset.*

"DAMN IT!"

May tossed her shoe across the room at the sight of those words. She growled out. Her fingers traced her bracelet for a moment and she pointed towards it," Damn it, damn it, damn it, DAMN IT!!!"

Thus the process was made. She wouldn't let David go by himself. She'd fight through hell and back for that kid. Her body turned and she was stalking down into her lair, the basement. She pushed over a table and then opened the box beneath it. A few things were pulled out of it instantly.

She in a sense prepped a death bag. She'd use it to get David and D back or in the process die trying.

Once she was back upstairs she wrote, with a broken hand no less. The broken part was an entirely long story she wasn't pleased with. Try reading something in the Post while testing Jello tubs and screaming out," Divorcee-in-training!" and see if you hold your balance in the slick stuff. She didn't. Thus the broken hand.

JIN!

I love you! I love you! I love you!

I'm not doing anything dangerous I promise! I'm just going to go help David get D back!

Love you!

Be home for Christmas!

.....I hope.

May

May was sitting outside the lair, her fingers twiddling while she folded one leg over the other. Both eyes were fixed on the opening while she waited besides her death pouch. Fingers twirled and twiddled before she called out loudly," David get your pretty little ass out here now!"

Sounds like she was a bit peeved. Both brows furrowed and she clicked her tongue in wait. Simply put, she was in a do or die situation.

"At what point of your letter did you figure that I was going to simply ignore this and roll my eyes of all of this?" She rose up, the smile apparently gone to waste, and started towards him with both arms folded over her chest," You are my responsibility until your sister gets back, like it or not. I know Icer is your mumzy, but staying in my house holds my rules."

And to provide an example," One! No letters, face to face damn it." One finger was held up.

Then two," Two! No death missions without inviting me to go along!" A huff came.

Then three," Three! Don't you ever, ever, ever complement me without giving me a hug."

And finally," Two!" She held up four fingers," No death missions without inviting me to go along!"

"Yeah yeah yeah, spare me the money crap. You'll use my money damn it." He was nudged for a moment before she stated," Get your shit and lets go pretty boy. I haven't got all day."

Which was a lie, May had all year if she wanted to use it up. She had been bored as all get out without D around. Even the Jello was boring these days. Well, except for the other day when it ad gotten the better of her. But what was a broken bone between creator and created. The Jello had won this round, but she sure showed that pool by throwing it away. Bahaha.

See! She was bored.

May was close behind David. His presence was probably one she enjoyed. Him being around had kept her sane in the time that D had been gone. Her sanity was slipping, but that was her own problem at the moment. For now she'd let him lead the way while she mused," Think she'll be our D' Or someone different?"

"Lets get this done with then. She deserves to be home." She stated, one arm draping over David's shoulder," The quicker the better too. Because when Jin see's my note, he's gonna kill me."

She trudged along with him and half way there she held a bag out," It will hold whatever price you win her for, just tell it...We'll get her back. You have no limit."

There she stood. After what seemed like an age she was within sight of her best friend and her brother. Her hair had been brushed and pulled back in a ponytail. Save for a few smudges of dirt, the same clothes they had last seen her in, and maybe a few cuts and bruises she pretty much looked the same. From obvious appearances she didn't look as if she had been starved or too mistreated in anyway. Those dark green forest depths of hers looked over the potential buyers who were eyeing her. Pigs. All of them. Finally her eyes met a mirror of her own, "David..."

She breathed as she smiled seeing her brother's young pierced face it was then another face struck her vision causing her to cry out, "May..."

Oh how her heart melted and bled upon the sight of them. The calvary and salvation was here.

Talons clicked, and clacked on cobblestones as momma approached the auctioning block, she'd followed May and David all the way from the lair.

May was quite loud after all. A rumble given, pushing her way through the crowd. An ice blue eye narrowing upon the potential buyers, she'd been here before, but with a sister. Now.., where was that Anubis..

After she watched her brother work his magic like she could so well she looked over to her best friend. She noted the expression, or lack of expression, on her best friend's face, "Celestina..."

She whispered the name lost on the wind. Still as beautiful as all those years ago. She didn't expect a warm welcome from her best friend. In fact she expected quite the opposite. A small weak smile was given in her brother's direction. She knew what he was trying to do. She knew he was trying to make May and her kiss and make up. Crossing her fingers mentally she hoped it would work. However her eyes fell upon another figure. She almost cried out at the sight of her mother. She smiled as tears began to trail down her face. She couldn't wait to be free of her bonds and to hug and hold her tightly.

Waiting for May and Darcy to approach, eyes again narrowed upon a few bidders who seemed unhappy they hadn't been able to bid. A snort, and rumble giving them enough reasons to stop bickering and move away.

Finally, she started toward the pair, and David, talons tapping again on cobblestones.

Her tail grazing the corner of the stage "accidentally" a reminder perhaps.

*David paid the man and couldn't help but smile to May's words. Whistling a happy tune as he followed them out. He more or less was anticipating May's attitude towards his sister. So he remained silent as he waited for his sister. Seeing her emerge and throw her arms around their mother un-did him. He was always a big softie. Sniffling he threw his arms around his sister and mother sobbing as well. It was just one big mushy crying fest now.*

Wiping away her tears she nodded as she pulled away from her mother after nuzzling her back a smile on her face as she hugged her brother close to her, "Yes...Let us go home."

She followed her mother's gaze to look back to her best friend wondering if she really was going to go with them or not.