Home Sweet Home.

The car parked in front of the house, smoothly and without any abrupt noise. Silence took over the entire, mostly empty street... Even Vergil couldn't understand how this car, which had been speeding at over a hundred and twenty miles just moments ago, could now be so... calm?

The lights were off, and he mentally thanked for that. At least, he wouldn't have to explain anything tonight.

"I hope she's asleep..." he muttered, letting out a deep breath, trying to compose himself after everything he had gone through in just a few hours...

Well, actually it had been a week, if you counted the time he spent in a coma recovering at Katharina's mansion.