"I'll get Ender to fix this," Zero informed. "Hang on... you two stay in here. This is the one room that Roger will avoid like the plague." He grinned a little at the twins. "Thanks to my boys."

Trick beamed at him.

"I'll get Far to watch the door," Zero informed. "Be right back."

"Ender is still here?" Near inquired, but Zero was already on his way out.

Zero closed the door and immediately turned around to see the inquiring eyes beneath platinum-blonde bangs.

"...Well?" Far asked.

"I need to take this to Ender," Zero informed, holding up Nate's cell. "Trick thinks Nate will get in touch... I think so, too. Can you watch the door?"

"I already was." Far shrugged. "Was I seeing things or was it them?"

"It's them," Zero said, smiling a little. "Go in and see for yourself."

"I'd rather not." Far replied with a bit of a nervous smile. "Might be...too much of a shock."

"I understand," The taller man told him, before he leaned in and kissed Far's cheek. "I will return in just a bit."

With that said he slipped down the hall as quick and quietly as he could.

--

"Well, you must not be trying the right number." Lawliet reasoned.

"He's got one number and it's the same one I've been using this whole time!" Mihael snapped as he tried dialing Nate's cell again. "It's just not getting through."

"Maybe it died?" Missy reasoned. "Can't exactly charge it in England, now can he?"

"Why am I here again?" Light groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Because one of your co-stars is holding up the filming." Lawliet patted Light's shoulder. "Why on earth would they go to England?"

"Is Nate a...method actor?" Mihael asked. "I mean...maybe he came here to get in touch with...Near?"

Light gave a loud scoff. "Oh, right... because apparently Nate and Near switched places and... oh, did I forget to mention? Nate went back in time, while Near came to the future. As if! Do you really expect me to believe that Nate switched places with some kid who, I'll admit, does exist, but is like 30 now and apparently has the same name!?"

"Nate's name is Nathaniel Rivers, thank you," Missy snorted. "Not 'Nate River'. And the real Near would be about 21 now... my god am I glad that they only made me suffer through one kissing scene with you."

"That's because Light's character is obviously a homosexual." Lawliet put in.

"Hey, I don't give a shit about all of that!" Mihael snapped. "If you wanna stay put in the damn airport, it's fine, but I'm gonna find this kid and then I'm finding Nate!"

"Speaking of being homosexual," Missy commented, placing a hand on her brother's shoulder. She jumped when she heard someone pick up on the other end as Mihael tried one last time.

"Hello?" A voice that sounded like it belonged to a twelve year old boy called.

"Hello- hello!?" Mihael tried through. "Near? Nate? Who is this?"

"This is Ender," The voice replied, as if the information should be obvious.

"Ender...who the hell is Ender!?" Mihael snapped. "How did you get this phone!?"

"You are looking for Near," Ender replied - it wasn't a question. "I suggest you and the rest of your cast return back to America. We will return Nate to you if we can."

"...Who is this?" Mihael frowned. "Did you take Nate!? Where's Mail and Near?"

"I told you, this is Ender," 'Ender' replied again. "Mail and Near are fine. I did not take Nate. You will get him back if possible. Return home."

"The HELL I'm going anywhere without them!" Mihael snapped. "You tell me where they are!"

There was a click on the other end, before the line went dead.

"Um... I think you just met a real life Wammy kid," Missy commented, looking a bit awed.

"Fuck that guy!" Mihael snapped- putting the phone away. "Okay, I'm findin' these guys. Anyone else is welcome to come along."

"I will." Lawliet raised his hand.

"You know... you should have Nate on your friend GPS locator," Missy pointed out. "Its linked to google maps, so it will work even in England..."

Light stared at her.

"What?" She asked.

"Why do they have a smart girl playing Misa?" He snorted.

"Its called 'acting'," She scoffed. "Which you don't do much of... seeing as you're an arrogant prick playing an arrogant prick."

"I could use that to even get some pics from outer space of these assholes if I wanted." Mihael chuckled as he pulled the cell phone back out.

"You'd need a Google Earth app for that," Missy commented as Light glared at her and pouted, rather childishly.

"I got it!" Mihael snapped. "Okay, now I'm looking up the phone history..."

"I'll get us some wheels." Lawliet offered before turning and running off.

"Watch him come back with four bikes," Light scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Good thing Chester didn't come with us, then," Missy hummed.

"Yeah, for once he didn't stalk someone," Light laughed, slightly.

"That's because he was stalking Nate," Missy pressed. "He has no interest in this kid."

"That guy is sick." Mihael replied. "I can't believe Nate led him on like that."

"I can't believe you didn't figure out that he was doing it to make you jealous," Light replied, lifting an eyebrow.

"Man's got a point," Missy said, as if amazed.

"What are you talking about?" Mihael frowned.

"Uh... Hello?" Light groaned. "Nate's like... your oh-em-gee biggest fan, Mister Keehl. Apparently your CDs got him through his days as an abused foster kid. I dare say he's in complete puppy love with you."

"Huh?" Mihael blinked before there was honk and made everyone jump and turn to see Lawliet in the diver's seat of a limo.

"Lawli, sweetheart... wheels does not mean a limo- and why are you driving!?" Missy groaned as she approached.

"Get him outta the driver's seat, he doesn't even have a permit!" Mihael ran after his sister.

Giving an annoyed groan, Light trailed after the group and wondered again what the hell he was doing.

--Scene Change--

Near glanced up as Zero slipped back into the room and handed him the cell phone. "Its for you."

Looking a bit confused, Near put the phone to his ear. "Hello?"

There was a pause, before a voice on the other end said, "Hello, Near." The white-haired boy jumped in surprise, his eyes wide.

"Who is it?" Mail asked- standing up after having been sitting on the bed this whole time.

Near slowly pulled the phone away and hit the speaker.

"Hello Mail," came Nate's voice - although a bit more tired and aged.

"...Nate!" Mail moved over to stand by Near. "Nate, are you okay? Where are you?"

"In Winchester," Nate informed. "Not far from Wammy's. I was hoping you two would swing by there sometime soon... but I can't talk on the phone. I need to see you in person."

"I can get them out," Zero informed from his place by the door. "But I'll need a distraction."

"You aren't enough of one by yourself, Z?" Nate laughed weakly and Near frowned - obviously pained with how well Nate knew people he used to know. "Alright, I'll see what I can cook up. Have them meet me at 2B-47 in two hours."

"Got it," Zero informed, before Nate hung up.

"...How long has he been here?" Mail asked Zero.