I stopped outside Jazz's bedroom. I was about to knock on the door when I heard quiet sobs coming from inside. Was Jazz still that upset? I had been gone for hours.

I lightly knocked on the door.

"Go away!" She shouted.

I felt a stab of guilt hit me. It really felt like someone had plunged a blade into my stomach.

"It's me," I called quietly.

It was quiet in her room for a moment. I was beginning to think that she was going to ignore me, when suddenly the door burst open. The next thing I knew, I was having the life squeezed out of me in the world's tightest hug.

"You're back," she whispered, and I could tell she was holding back tears.

I hugged her back. She sounded like someone who had lost all hope finally finding it again. Why did I do this to her?

"Yeah," I told her. "I'm back."

"I was so scared, Scarlet. I thought you weren't coming back. I thought they'd killed you."

"Nah, I'd never let them kill me that easily. I'd at least put up a good fight first."

Jazz giggled a little through her tears. "I bet you could take out a demon." She pulled away and wiped at her tears. "So did you find him? Are you finished?"

I sighed. "Yeah, I found him."

"That's great! Why don't you seem happy?"

"Because apparently they aren't finished with me yet."

Jazz let out a small cry. "What do you mean? What else could they possibly want from you?"

I didn't want to tell her everything. She'd insist on coming along again. But after what I did to her, she deserved to know the truth.

"They want me to somehow lure the boy out into the open without the demon being with him."

"But how do they expect you to do that? That demon will never leave the boy alone."

"I know. But Grell has a plan, and he's working on it now. He told me not to get involved, because it could take a few days." My heartbeat quickened. "So, will you take me back?"

Jazz beamed at me. "I get it. You were trying to keep me safe because you care, and you didn't want to be held responsible if something happened to me. Thank you for that. I'm sorry for not understanding."

"I'm sorry for being so cruel to you. I realize that you were worried, and I should've been kinder to you, but if anything had happened to me while you were there, you never would've forgiven yourself for not being able to help me. I didn't want to make you go through that."

"Did anything happen?"

I shook my head. "I was expecting the demon to be on guard at the manor, but he wasn't, so I didn't have any problems other than going the wrong way until Grell stopped me."

"So Grell went with you?" Jazz seemed a little heartbroken.

"You know as well as I do that Grell does what he wants. There's no changing his mind or telling him no."

"You're right there," Jazz perked up slightly. "So what are you going to do while you wait for Grell?"

"Just hang out somewhere, probably. It's not like I really have anything else to do."

"Well, you could always get back to work. Don't you want to keep practicing? That's the whole reason you came to stay with me."

"Maybe. I think I just want to relax. I've been stressing over finding this stupid brat for so long..."

"Then relaxing it is!"

I smiled at Jazz. She was the kind of person that would want to kill you, but then be the friendliest person you knew. I knew she would do anything for me, especially after everything that's happened to us over the past few days.

We spent the next few hours just lying around the room, chatting when we felt like it, and if we got bored with that, throwing together random articles of clothing from Jazz's closet and trying to make the most hideous outfit we could. It didn't work very well, considering that Jazz is a fashion genius, so we didn't really have any luck there. But we had fun, and it took my mind off of everything that was happening around us. I even forgot about running away from home so I could continue my training.

Jay came up once to check on us, giving me a confused look when Jazz wasn't watching. I'd ignored him, asking Jazz where she got her hair ribbons.

"They're from that cute little boutique downtown. Aren't they adorable?"

I nodded. "Maybe we should go shopping. We can hang out outside of your house."

"That's a great idea!" Jazz exclaimed. "Let's go!"

We left the house, ignoring Jay's protesting, and headed for the same boutique Jazz had mentioned.

Once we arrived, however, I immediately realized I had no money on me. I thought about telling them to just charge my mother, but immediately pushed the thought aside. I'd made her mad enough by running away. The last thing I needed was her furious about me spending her money.

Jazz seemed to notice my hesitation. "Don't worry about the money. If you find anything you like, go for it. I'll take care of everything."

I nodded to my friend, who was obviously just trying to make me feel better. I didn't even feel all that bad, considering her family got their money from Jay, and I was still furious at him.

We explored every rack and shelf thoroughly, trying on multiple dress, shoes, and anything else we could find. I found myself a cute white skull hairclip, and found a matching pin for Grell. It was pretty girly, but knowing him, he'd love it.

"Is this really all you want?" Jazz asked, shocked after I showed her the two items.

"I don't want you to spend tons of money on me, Jazz. I'd feel horrible."

"Scarlet, I'm serious. Pick out anything. Jay can always go out on another trip and make some more money."

I smiled to myself. I had no idea why I was hating Jay so much at the moment, because he wasn't a bad guy. He just cared a lot for his sister. But either way, I was fine with making him work more than he should have to.

I smiled to Jazz and picked out a skin tight black jacket that matched my favorite outfit. It was a little pricey, but Jazz plucked the jacket out of my hands and brought it to the woman behind the counter. She quickly bought the items, then we walked out of the shop.

"Do you want to go anywhere else?" Jazz asked.

I shook my head. Realization of everything that was happening came crashing down on me once again. I looked at the ground. "I'd rather just go back."

Nodding, Jazz took my hand comfortingly and led me back to her house. When we got there, we went straight to her room and closed the door. She showed me her new clothes and I smiled at them, never fully able to focus on her one hundred percent. My mind was focused on Grell and my mother. I had to go apologize to her. I had to go home eventually. But she would put me under lock and key, and I would never fulfill my orders of luring the Phantomhive from the demon named Sebastian.

(So, here you are, guys. The long awaited chapter thirteen. I just wanted to apologize for how long this took, and for the terrible ending to the chapter, but as I've said, this story has become a struggle, and I'm really only continuing it because so many of you seem to like it. Hopefully the next chapter will be out soon, but it could be months from now when I post it. Also, I would like to thank everyone for their patience. I have the best and most understanding readers ever. I ask that you be patient in waiting for the next chapter. I love you guys, and thanks again.)