Thomas glanced at his desk and sighed. A letter sat in front of Thomas from his sister. Relena had gone back to Austria to spend time with their grandmother and father. She had been gone for a month and he really missed her. But there was nothing he could do about it. He was busy and leaving just to spend time with his sister wouldn't work out. Of course he was left with the feeling of loneliness.

Every time Thomas felt lonely it made him think of his best friend. Thomas opened his drawer and smiled. The black device with bits of dark blue sat abandoned in the drawer. His digivice. It had been useless, but Thomas still carried it with him everywhere he went.

"Master Thomas are you going somewhere?" Thomas looked up and smiled. His butler had come to recognize that when Thomas was going out he would always grab his digivice.

"I'm going out for a run." He put the digivice into his pocket. "I'll be back soon." Thomas didn't wait for anything and headed out. Sometimes this was just what he needed when he felt lonely. He would think back to his times with Gaomon and feel closer to his old friend. He smiled and looked off.

The world around him had changed with the knowledge of digimon. He would often hear people talking about digimon, wondering if they would ever come back to the human world. Thomas often wondered that himself. He also often wondered if he was ever going to see Marcus again. He still couldn't believe that Marcus had decided to go to the digital world. Sometimes though he found himself wondering if he should have done that too, all to be with Gaomon.

A small moan interrupted Thomas's thoughts. He looked over and noticed a woman leaning up against a wall. She had messy long brown hair and wore a black and white jacket zipped up. She looked unconscious. He walked over and got down to her level. "Are you okay?" He rested a hand on her forehead. She had a fever. He froze as he looked down and noticed that there was blood leaking out of her side.

Thomas didn't stop to think. He picked her up and carried her quickly towards his house. It was the closes spot and he knew he had what was needed to take care of her. "Back so soon Master Th-." His butler froze as he noticed the girl.

"Gather my supplies and after can you prepare a room for her?!" Thomas didn't wait for confirmation and moved to set the girl down on a table. He stripped off her jacket and tossed it aside. He would have it washed as soon as he could. He pushed her shirt up a little and froze. There was a large gash on her side, bleeding heavily. He reached out to where his equipment had been set and began to work on stitching up her side. It looked like she had been cut with a large knife.

Thomas drained a cup of water and glanced back towards the room the girl was sleeping in. He had finished stitching her up and gave her some medicine. He would just have to wait for her to wake up to find out what happened. "I just threw her clothes into the washer." Thomas nodded.

"Thank you." Thomas looked down at his digivice. "I guess this is something new and interesting."

"Yes sir."

Thomas sighed and closed his eyes. He leaned back against his chair and was starting to fall asleep. "Excuse me…."

Thomas blinked and looked up seeing the girl. She wore one of his shirts while her things were in the wash. "You're awake!" He jumped up. He was shocked. She was supposed to still be asleep. Her wounds should have kept her in bed for a while. "Are you alright?!"

"Yeah." She smiled.

"How is your wound?" Thomas asked getting up. "Why don't you come sit down and rest."

"You must have been the person who found me and bandaged my wound." She smiled. "Thank you for that. Can you tell me where my shirt and jacket are?"

"I had them threw them in the wash." He smiled. "They had blood all over the side."

"Oh." She looked off. "Thank you again… I hate to ask after everything you've done for me, but can I borrow a phone book?"

"Sure." Thomas got up and grabbed his. He glanced over his shoulder and noticed that she wasn't sitting down. He purposely walked over and sat the phone book down on the couch. She nodded and then sat down on the couch to scan through the book. Thomas got up and walked over to get a cup of tea. By the time he returned she had set the book down and was standing up.

"You should sit… That wound was bad. What happened any ways?"

"It was nothing." She looked towards the door. "How long till my clothes are done?"

"That wound wasn't nothing… Are you planning on going somewhere?"

"I have to find someone and deliver a message." The girl looked off. "How long?"

"You need to rest." Thomas frowned. "That wound wasn't small and you still look tired. You shouldn't be going around right now."

"I have to. It's important." She frowned. "It can't wait."

"Why don't you call them and give them the message over the phone?" Thomas held out his phone.

She frowned. "It's not really a conversation for over a phone. I have to meet face to face for this conversation." She sighed. "Even then this is going to be a hard conversation."

"Why don't you call them and have them come here then?" Thomas sighed. "You really shouldn't be leaving right now. Your wound might reopen."

She was silent for a moment. "Fine." She took the phone and dialed a number after looking in the phone book. She was silent for a moment as she waited. "Hello…" She shifted. "Hello, my name is Mira. I know we've never meet but we need to talk." She was silent for a moment. "It's about your son." She flinched slightly. "Yes we can meet up and talk." She was silent. "Hang on a second."

"What is the address for here?" She whispered. Thomas told her. She repeated it into the phone. "Alright, I'll see you soon. Goodbye." She hung up the phone and handed it back to Thomas. "Thank you. He'll be here soon." She looked down at her lap. "I guess I never introduced myself to you. I'm Mira."

He was about to introduce himself when there was a knock at the door. "Hang on." He got up and headed to the door to find Yoshi standing there. "Yoshi?"

"Hey Thomas, I was driving by and wanted to invite you to dinner tonight. The Crier's invited me over for old time's sakes. Do you want to join us?"

"Sure, sounds good." He nodded. "Would you like to come in now?"

"No I've got to get back. Commander Sampson will yell at me if I'm late getting back again."

Thomas nodded.

"Did you say Commander Sampson?" Thomas looked over to see Mira looking at him.

"Uh yeah." Yoshi blinked. "Who are you?"

"Um, would your name happen to be Yoshi?" Mira shifted nervously.

"Yeah." Yoshi blinked shocked. "Do I know you?"

"No." Mira smiled. "I got lucky. My name is Mira." She moved forward and smiled. "I… I know Marcus."

Thomas and Yoshi froze at their old teammates' name. "You know Marcus?!" Yoshi gasped.