Note: I'm finally getting back to do this, so yeah. I apologize for the temporary long hiatus for this story.

Disclaimer: D. Gray-Man belongs to Katsura Hoshino. Esperenza Seperae belongs to me.

Welcome Back...

A While Ago - Black Order - European Branch

Her breath was still, not once moving an inch; then again, she didn't need to breathe as she watched from the corner of the hallway. Waiting for that Innocence disguised as the Cardinal to exit the room. Once he left the room, it used its power to deliver false memories to the guards before moving away.

Without a sound, she moved through the walls without any problem and came upon a sight that she understood what the urgent message was all about. Fine white shirt drenched in red and half lying against the window sill, was Cross Marian half dead and bleeding.

"You really find yourself in the most troublesome situations, don't you?" Cross let out a light chuckle, his body shivering from the rapid lack of warmth inside of him. He smirks charmingly at her.

"She sent you to get me?" The woman scoffs, weaving a heavy illusion that will leave even a trained Exorcist or CROW running circles. She walks towards Cross before standing a feet away from.

"When you sent 'Judgement isn't responding' to her, she got worried and wants you to pull out." She eyed the wound on his head, head wounds tend to bleed heavily. 'Judgement', being an Innocence will not kill him that easily. "Looks like she was right, so how do you want to do this?" The woman asks, Cross's lone crimson eye stared at her, narrowing.

"You're weaving the illusion." She doesn't blink, and her lips tugged slightly. "As we speak..." She promptly answered. Cross could only stare at her before laughing a bit.

"Fine, I'll leave on the condition that Allen would be watched over. Get him out if it becomes too dangerous for him." This time she blinked, before her lips stretched into a grin. "Consider it done." Her fingers snapped, and a white flash flashed, the window broken out.

A few days later, the news of Cross's Death within the walls of the Black Order spread like wildfire.

G.R.E.W. Headquarters - Main Office

Esperenza stared at the contents of the opened file, her face resting against left knuckles, a small frown on her face, a few moments passed and she heard a sigh from in front of her.

"You've finished drinking out of the Wine Room?" Esperenza ask, not looking at the person in front of her.

"Yes, but to think that the person I was working for is remotely connected to His and Her Majesty...it's quite interesting." Hearing that, Esperenza's violet eyes glanced up before directing back to the file.

"Of course, they would like to know what's going on internally and would prefer that the dead will stay dead. They're too busy to look into it, and that's where I come in." She replied with ease, tugging a hair behind her ear. She could hear his husky chuckle as he walked forward and sit on the chair in front of her desk.

"And to think you were also connected to Her." Esperenza sighed before sitting up slightly, and closing the file. Her violet eyes gleamed as she stared into his crimson behind his glasses. She observed his skin, noticing that he is healthier than the time they came back.

"I would prefer that this little fact wouldn't be known if it encounters you again." She said sternly, she politely smiled at him, before reaching out her hand over the desk. He looked at it before shaking it, then pulling her hand closer, kissing her knuckles.

"Welcome back on board, Cross Marian. It's good to have you back with us." Esperenza's smile grew.

"It's good to be back." Cross smirked behind her hand.

"Could you let go of my hand now?" Esperenza asked, and she swore she saw a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"How about no?" Esperenza grind her teeth, she hates being polite to him.

"I need to work, and if you let go of my hand. I'll promise to keep you company for drinking." She grimaced at his cocky smirk.

"Very well. My room?" He asked, letting go of her hand before standing up.

"No, private lounge. I'll bring the drinks." Esperenza said, and she suddenly regretted for suggesting it from the way he looks at her.

"I'll be waiting."

"THAT DOES NOT MEAN I'LL SLEEP WITH YOU, DAMN IT CROSS!" Esperenza shouted at his back, and he lets a low baritone chuckle. Waving his hand from behind, Esperenza groaned. Maybe tonight's drinking wouldn't be so bad.

Dragon's Clan: I know it's really short, and I'll try to write the next one longer.