No, please don't hate me OveractiveImaginer!!! I know what I'm doing, TRUST ME!! :,( Hey, that grand piano was hard to lift off of me...haha.

Just think of it this way...the more she holds back now, the more she has to give later...right? Right?! =D

Three months later

"Winston, won't you fix a pot of tea?" Lara called from the hall of the Croft Manor, sifting through the bills in her hand that the mailman had just delivered. An electricity bill, a water bill, vehicle insurance – lots of those envelopes – and stupid requests for magazine subscriptions. If she wasn't fighting off undead knights, or battling immortal enemies, she was fighting off telemarketers and cheesy catch-phrases to draw her into this surreal world of advertisement.

Lara sighed, dropping half of the envelopes into the nearby trash can. Winston emerged from the back hallway, heading in the direction of the kitchen. "Of course, Lady Croft," he agreed. "Right away."

"Thank you," she muttered as he walked past her. Lara entered the tech room to find Zip in his usual position – legs over the tabletop, headphones resting around his shoulders, and one hand on the mouse to the computer, sifting through music playlists and unsecured networks to hack.

"Morning, Lara," Zip said, grinning subtly as he looked up at her.

"Good morning," she said to him. "Anything new on this beautiful morning?"

"Nothing at all," he said. "No serial killers, no thieves, no immortals, no nothing."

"Hm," she said lightly. "Most unfortunate."

"We'll get something soon, I'm sure," he assured her.

Lara sighed quietly to herself, exiting the tech room. "I certainly hope so," she said, mostly to herself. Lara continued sorting through the mail in her hand. Junk, junk, bill, junk, she said to herself. She was just about to toss the remaining envelopes in her hand until she reached the very bottom one. It was a dingy brown envelope, with some foreign-looking stamp on it in the right corner. The address in the left corner was located somewhere in the northern city of Amiens in France. France? Lara thought curiously.

She slit open the envelope, removing the letter inside. She unfolded the crinkly paper to find very few words written in the center of the letter, but the weight these few words held was heavy enough to stop Lara in her tracks. Lux Veritatis in trouble. Come immediately to listed address.

Lara's stomach dropped, her heart stopped, and her breath caught in her throat. Could it be him?

** THE END **

Well, I would like to thank everyone who's stuck with me through this story. I appreciate the reviews anyone has submitted, it has kept me going!! *throws large bars of chocolate into audience* Here's a gift to everyone! Much gratitude :)

The sequel is called "The Return of the Light" and you can expect to see it posted next Thursday, on April 30. I'm only giving one week of break between the stories haha, I'm too eager to wait any longer, as I'm sure you guys are as well. So we will have to bear with this together!!

THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR YOUR PATRONAGE, AND I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU AT THE SEQUEL!! TAKE CARE UNTIL THEN!!! =D