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Pen nodded at Nari. "Yeah, strange that I came from such a quiet little town?" For once during the whole trip a hint of the elf's tired smile came back and then disappeared. She wasn't aware what time frame they were in but it was a mid-summer day and the smell of fresh wheat was playing on the wind. It was intoxicating to be home again but at the same time old wounds were slowly being ripped apart. The death of her parents, the exile the townspeople but her through, and the betrayal of Riche; all of which happened here. She intended to never come back but it seemed fate had other plans.

"Alright bro," she sighed, "my old place isn't too far from here, so we can start there." Looking down at the cylinder in her lap she was surprised at the date. "Can't tell you when we are cause I doubt I was born yet. This was the year I was born but I won't be born until Autumn."

( @ Jay: Whatever you want, it's fine. )

Luciano nodded in response to Pen, "We'll go there first. You can lead the way." Luciano started walking, and Michelle soon followed suit. She gently took his hand into hers, and though he didn't look at her she could feel him squeeze tightly; Something he did so he wouldn't cry again.

Meanwhile,

Ari and Raph hadn't left the house whatsoever. Horatio and Laura were still there too, Ari and Horatio were still puzzled as to what was going on. Neither of them could explain Laura's existance, and as happy as they were to see her again,. . . something indeed was very wrong.

Luciano looked around; The town was pretty quiet, and there was a gentle breeze in the air.
"In my experience, this much quiet isn't good. . ." Luciano looked over at Pen, "I don't know how you've managed to live here for so long. I would've gone insane."

Pen gave a small chuckle and also took in the scenery of her old home. It had been the first time since leaving the small town that she been here. The way she left was enough to pain her for months later in the underbelly of Durem, trying to scrape a living. Even in a small town like this, if you were different, you were not welcome. Regardless the warmth of your parents had given to the world. How could this warm wind and aroma of wheat not embrace her as one of the community? It still boggled her to this very day.

"You get use to it. There was a lot to do anyway. Planting, harvesting, selling, there is always something to do." She seemed a little pained with old memories. Her parents would be here in this time. Though they wouldn't recognize her it would be nice seeing them as the people they were before illness and age took them from this place.

Jade followed in the back somewhat amazed at the serenity that encompassed the place. He was aware that she came from a rural environment but this was certainly a different mood than what Pen had. How could such a place make someone like that little loose cannon?

Catching up he saw her smile at the group and saw it instantly. In that soft yet worn out smile was this town in all of its peace.

He wished she would stay smiling like that.

They could see the small house on the hill but Pen was stopped in her tracks. Motioning the rest of the group to quiet down and come to a halt she guided them to the woods nearby. Moving through the cover of foliage and ancient trees, Pen was now able to see three figures that not of her adopted parents. One was a tall well dressed man with white tinted, green hair, standing next to him was two women of average height, one with white silver hair and the other with dark blue hair similar to her own; they all stood outside of the door. A small faint cry was let out and now the woman with the dark blue hair turned around to rock the bundle in her arms back to sleep.

"What is going on?" Pen murmured.

Luciano took a look at what was going on; From the looks of it, Pen had no idea who those people were. So he prepared to draw his weapon, "Should we be prepared for another fire fight?" He asked Pen.

Luciano looked on at the scene, he then began to wonder who the baby was. He had never, ever seen pictures of Pen when she was younger- He hasn't even met her foster parents.
Michelle looked on as well, but looking more at the man and woman; Something about them seemed a little familiar, and she looked at Pen.
Luciano looked over at Pen after she spoke, then he replied, "What makes you so sure?"

Luciano then said to the group, "Find some supplies, Guys. Then we'll find some place to relax." Luciano didn't exactly know where to go, so he waited for Pen to lead them somewhere. Anywhere.
While Luciano walked, Michelle walked along side of him. She noticed that blood was seeping through his bandages, "So, how's your shoulder?" She asked. Luciano didn't look at her, instead he kept walking while he replied back, "It's fine." Luciano hated lying; The pain was excruciating. He had been shot multiple times in his life, but just because that was so it didn't mean that it hurt less. It's not something you easily get used to.
And now that he was thinking about his shoulder it started to hurt a little more.