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"Yes. I can link our minds and show you my memories of the last year. The last year at least in my world." He moved his hand towards her temple, but stopped before touching her though. "Unless you don wan' to?"

Placing his hand against the side of her head, he closed his eye and lightly touched her mind with his. He waited until she would accept the link and when she would, her mind would be filled with memories. Aria, the wedding, TJ and all the others as well were in there. There were also times they had spent together and the mansion, even Axl falling down the stairs in the mansion. It seemed an eternity of memories, but only lasted perhaps a few seconds.

A smile of pure joy spread across his lips as Phia began to remember. "Light! I was worried that you werent ever going to remember it all...You're back...You're alive! Oh Light I hope that this isnt a dream of my own!"

Nodding he hugged Phia. "Ya. I still have the pendant." He moved back from her and pulled the pendant from his pocket and handed it to Phia." Shall we go home? Oh and...It was nice to meet you Joel. Perhaps we should get to know each other some day?"

"Home does sound real good. Lets go. I'm sure Aria will be very excited to have you back."

"Andre! Andre!"

Andre paused as he turned in the middle of the well lighten carpeted hallway to find his co-worker jogging up to him.

"Yeah, Bobby?" Andre asked curiously and crossed his fingers to hope it wasn't another case. He already done three state trails and six civil trails. He already asked for two month paid vacation in advance and he was going to get it. Bobby panted as he paused in front of Andre, leaning over as he patted his shoulder.

"Good job on your last case. You sure showed no mercy." Bobby said with a grin.

Andre shrugged, thinking nothing of it. He did what he had to do. Not only did he convinced the jury and judge that the man was gulty, but he also convinced the man and his defense attorney that he was. Such is the life of a great and youngest prosecuting attorney New York has ever seen. Although that's only half his reputation.

Andre Reeves is a lawyer at the most, but usually works on the prosecuting end. Not only was his words intimidating, but his appearance also. Besides the fancy black Armani business suit and red, white stripped neck tie, Andre's red eyes, petrified white hair and skin gives him a frighten appearance. All that due to genetic disorder known as Albinism.

Luckily even with most of the disabilities that came with albinism, Andre was able to overcome them through medical mean. Like his vision was corrected through laser surgery and he takes specialized pills to keep himself healthy. Even with his sickly appearance, he looks as energetic as a normal genetically correct human being. Three meals a day (light snacks in between) and excerising daily keeps him on his toes.

"Yeah, well, its nothing different from any other of my cases that I've been in." Andre said with a shrug before walking off with a big grin. Bobby followed after him. "Anyways, just got three month's paid vacation from old Kendrick starting today."

Andre handed a folder to Bobby. "Hey, do me a favor? Can you get that to Shirley so she can file them away? I have a appointment that I can't miss and it looks.... like... I'm going to be late for it. Will you, Bob? Thanks buddy! Ciao!"

Even without Bobby's consent, Andre made a dash for his car in the parking lot. I am on vacation at the start of my engine. He turned the key, welcoming the roar of his Jaguar XK8 Silverstone. Placing on his sunglasses, he grins. Vacation here I come!

Andre pulled out of the parking lot and into the busy streets of New York. He arrived home rather early than usual. Traffic wasn't so bad. He entered his car in the parking garage and exited it, beeping on his car alarm. He exits the garage and crosses the street, entering the building where his apartment laid. Seeing the elevator starting the close, Andre made a dash and barely made it in.

"Hi Roger." Andre said greeting the elevator man. Roger tipped his hat and smiled.

"Floor 15, Mr. Reeves?" He asked politely and Andre nodded. Roger pressed the button and the elevator slowly started its ascend upward. "Did you get your vacation, sir?"

"And an extra month." Andre said with a grin.

"Wondeful news, sir. I hope your vacation plans goes fine." Roger said as the elevator door opened to the 15th floor. Andre said his thanks and stepped out, walking to his room. Pulling out his key, he unlocked his door and entered, closing the door behind him.

"Vacation plans...?" Andre whispered to himself. Come to think of it, Andre didn't really have any plans for his vacation. He sighed. You're on vacation and you didn't book a flight to Hawaii or something.

He passed the living room which was connected to the kitchen and entered his office, throwing his breifcase on the floor by his desk before making a beeline to his bedroom. His apartment was big. Big enough to fit a family of four.

He threw his coat and tie on his bed before sitting down on it, thinking deeply. This is the start of your vacation and you don't have any plan. He fell back, looking up at the ceiling. My life is uneventful. The tension on the court floor doesn't count. Nothing ever happens to me outside of the court house...

Joel: *he sat up and rolled over gropping for the phone, where was that damn thing...his had smashed against it and knocked it off the charger, Joel cursed loudly then picked it up from the floor pushing talk* ello?

Joel: *he paused, he wasnt sure what to say* not at the moment...who's dis?