Hello Ghost Hunt Fan-Fictioners, here is a story that came into existence when an evil sickness (Strep Throat) came to me.

I do not own anything but my original ideas...Wait no Mr. Brain owns them o.o... I own nothing...

Summery: Three years have come and gone since SPR was disbanded, within those three years things have changed for the worse. Come along and see what three years can do to one's soul, body and mind.

3 Years Later

Cinnamon eyes looked out from behind the counter as customers came and went, it was not quite her shift so she just at there, board. She sat so still that some of the customers thought at first she was a doll. Her past is littered with dark thoughts, blood and darkness, being abandoned and losing those she loved. Her eyes tell the story, But don't get her wrong, behind the dark thoughts lays memories of when everything was perfect and happy, but not even those memories where enough to return the light to her eyes. Today marked the anniversary of a memory that hunted her for three years. To day marks the anniversary of SPR's closing. My name is Mai Taniyama and this is what three years can do to one soul.

As usual Sapphire Cafe was almost empty. It was never busy which is great if your tired but not so great if you can't stop thinking of the past, which was my case. The bell above the door rang out through the moderate silence causing Min and I to look up to see who has decided to grace us with their presence today but our guess was one I never thought would be seen again.

"John" the name left my mouth before it clearly registered as to what it said. The blond haired and blue eyed priest looked just as shocked.

"Mai" he said it in more of a whisper than to me, setting the coffee pot down I ran to him and practically tackled him in a hug, and to my great surprise he hugged back. Not breaking the hug I looked to Min who understood.

"Go ahead and take your break Mai-Chan" Her smooth bell voice rang out as she picked up the pot of coffee I placed down. Smiling at her I led him to a table in the far right corner. Once we where seated I really looked at him. The boy who was once so small and young looking had matured. His features where sharper, his eyes a shade darker, his hair was longer but only a bit. He was well built, broad shoulders and lightly toned muscles, he really has grown.

"How long has it been since the last time we saw each other John." the blue eyed man smiled sadly at me.

"Three years too long I'm afraid." the conversation went on for half an hour when he suddenly became serious.

"Mai, I want to ask you something." Looking over at him as I took a sip of tea I motioned for him to continue.

"Mai how would you feel about working with me." three years ago I would of chocked on my drink but not know. Slowly I sat the cup down and looked at him.

"What type of work?" at this he became a bit nervous and looked away, then he took a breath and looked back causing our eyes to lock.

"The church is creating anew branch, a paranormal branch and it needs members. At the moment its Thomas and my self, but as you know it will need others. Mai I would very much love it if you came to work with us." He kept eye contact as he waited a reply. Three years ago I gave up on the paranormal, three years its been behind me and now the most caring ex-member was asking for my help in a field I swore never to enter again. But instead of saying any of this like I planed the complete opposite came out.

"I'll help." A small smile came to his face and I knew no matter what I would help, whither I swore or not, I would help him.

So how was it guys? I would love some feed back and the chapters should get longer from here, but now I must go chase down the plot bunny and Idea cat for the next chapter.