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[Vash felt pretty crummy this morning when he woke up and realized he had once again fallen in love with another girl. Every year! How does he fall for it every year!? Oh man, he just knows Meryl is going to yell at him big time for this. Maybe he should just get it all out of the way, but man, she's sleeping in really late today.

He taps gently on her room door and peeks his head in.] Meryl? Are you up? Listen I- [Empty. Her room is completely empty. It couldn't really be empty could it? After spending almost a week in love and kissing the wrong person, she couldn't really be gone. Could she?

But the room is still empty. Quietly he'll find the Milly, Wolfwood, and Amelia if they're home to let them know before making a voice announcement.]

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For anyone that knew her, I'm sorry. Meryl was sent back home. It's alright, she was in a very safe place there.

[Vash will be visiting Good Spirits shortly after. Wanting to let the workers there know of her return home in case they missed his message. Anyone who wants to find Vash can find him there, at the flower shop, or at home, but not the bakery today.]

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[And Milly's standing at the door to Meryl's empty room, uncharacteristically quiet, holding a pile of Meryl's freshly laundered clothes, neatly folded, ready to be put away into her dresser.]

[Disbelief is one word for the look on her face. Pale and slightly green is another.]

I'm sorry, Milly... but, we know she's safe back home. So she won't be experimented on here anymore.

[Very calmly, Milly's just going to step into Meryl's empty room and put her clean clothes on her bed, laying the pile down carefully so they don't wrinkle. Then she turns to Vash, and without saying another word, she will be hugging you.]

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[It's not completely unexpected. He hugs his friend back, speaking softly.] I'm sorry, Milly, but it will be alright.

[She's going to keep hugging. And her voice sounds a little wobbly.]

I know, I know it will but-

Oh Mr. Vash, what are we going to do?

I'm afraid there's not much we can do. We can't bring her back, so about the only thing we can do is to keep living. I don't think she'd want us to stop just because she went home.

Heh, she'd probably call us lazy if we did that. Wouldn't she?

[Milly nods against his shoulder and then takes a step back.]

You're right, she probably would, but Mr. Vash, she'd understand if we were sad.

[She looks very, very pale all of a sudden and takes a deep breath.]

I know, I think she'd be mad too if we didn't miss her at all... Milly? Are you alright? Do you need to sit down? [You're taking this a lot worse than he thought!]

No, I'm alright I just-

[No. Not alright. Not alright at all. She brings a hand up to her mouth and runs out to the bathroom.]

[And she's back a little while later, looking decidedly green around the gills and not better at all.]

Are you still sick Milly? You should sit down! I'll take care of the rest of the laundry!

No I'm really fine, please don't worry about me. I just feel a little bit queasy this morning, it must be the shock. I'll be alright.

Maybe you should sit down for a little while anyway. I'd hate for you to get sick again.

[And now she fixes Vash with her best optimistic grin.]

Oh I'm fit as a fiddle! I finished all my cold medicine and I'm just fine, I haven't had so much as a sniffle in days!

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[After the Milly and Vash moment here, Nicholas gets home and excuses himself from Vash's presence to come check up on his wife--because he knows she can't be taking this well. Not at all.

He opens their bedroom door gently.]

... Big girl?

[Milly's not feeling quite so sick anymore but very drained; possibly because she's not got anything left in her tummy to throw up anymore and also the fact that since she stopped being sick and laid down on the bed clutching her pillow, she's been crying into it in soft, hiccuping little sobs so that no one can hear just how upset she is.

The door opens just as she takes a big, shaky gulp of air. Upon hearing her husband's voice, she sits up, swipes at her eyes with the side of her hand and sniffs before forcing herself to sound bright and cheery.]

Oh silly me, it must be time for dinner soon. I'd better get started. M-meryl wouldn't want everyone to go hungry-

[She can't do it. Her voice trails off into a wobble.]

...

[Idiot. He shakes his head, hands in his pockets, before he makes his way over and sits down with her--it's only a moment later that he wordlessly reaches out and pulls her into his chest, arms wrapped securely around her.

Idiot. You and Vash both:]

It's alright to not be okay, Milly. Don't be cheery on my account.

[Just being held is enough to make Milly stop holding back her tears and she leans against him, exhausted and at the end of her emotional rope.]

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry- I just, I couldn't let myself cry in front of Mr. Vash, I just couldn't! You know how he is and how he never lets anyone see how sad he is really and I thought to myself that I couldn't let myself cry if he wasn't going to because it's just not fair! It's not fair that he you can't see her every day and it's not fair that they never got to tell each other how they really felt and they didn't even get to say goodbye and I just- I just know how much he must be hurting and-

[She stops to take a deep breath and she looks up at him, the man she never got the chance to say all those things to the first time round, and she knows that he must know too.]

And now that I've let myself cry I don't know if I can stop.

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There's no reason you have to stop crying, big girl. It's your god-given right to, isn't it?

[He pats her shoulder, holding her still.]

Meryl's your best friend, and a part of the family. We'll all miss her while she's gone.

[She's feeling so utterly wretched and miserable that him telling her it's okay to cry just makes her sob more, burrowing her face against his neck and clinging to him.]

I just-

Nico it hurts. I just I can't stop- Meryl's gone and we're not there with her and she's all alone and Mr. Vash is trying to smile and- and-

[She takes another deep breath, quietly wishing she had a hanky because she's getting his collar all wet and that's just awful, and then another, this time catching the scent of tobacco on his clothes, the smell of his soap and his skin and she wonders how quickly he could vanish too, and how he could just disappear one day and not- not be anything except that man they buried back in Carcasses and-

Her stomach lurches and she pushes herself away from him.]

I need a bucket.

Here--

[He gets up and retrieves the trashbin nearby, offering it to her quickly; this is all just stressing her out more and making her sick, and he hates that there's nothing much he can do about it. But what he does know is he'll do his damnedest to make them feel better.]

[For a moment Milly just stays there, breathing in deeply through her mouth, each exhale releasing shakily as she leans over the trash bin. She feels wretched, and reaches for his hand, holding it as tightly as she can when she finds it.]

Stupid, stupid, stupid! I hate being sick, I hate being useless like this. I'm sorry.

[It seems that maybe it was just a false alarm, her stomach's calming a big but she doesn't want to jinx it and take the bucket away.]

We're all useless, Milly, you don't have to feel bad about that. [A smile, as he messes her hair a little with his hand.] You've had a crappy day; just rest up until you're feeling better. And don't think you gotta' do anything other than that. Got it?

[Not moving the trashcan away, she leans against him and reaches for his hand.]

Is Mr. Vash doing okay? He shouldn't really be left alone, it feels just awful when-

[She stops herself, rubbing her thumb over Wolfwood's knuckles. She doesn't want to bring that up, not now.]

I love you Nico.

I know you do. [He returns the gesture, rubbing her thumb softly.] I know. I love you, too, big girl.

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