Two weeks has passed since her father's death, Jessie was slowly recooperating from it. Dante and Patty were keeping her company. Dante would take her out sometimes or take her on his 'easy' missions (no demons involve of course). She helps Patty with chores and sometimes they'd go window shopping , since Jessie hasn't really transfered her father's money to her name. For the meantime, she was happy with them. But she got a feeling that it isn't over yet. (Well, Duh! The story is still going!)

In the past three days she's been having weird dreams, horrid dreams that she can't even shake off of her mind during the day. She never told Dante about her dreams, she doesn't want to make him worry about she wasn't even sure of. Even though she always smile, Dante still sensed her restlessness, she's always uneasy during the night and in the morning she was there but was not really there (conciously). Patty was getting worried, Dante doesn't show it but Patty knows, just the way he acted she knows damned well that he is. "Hey Jessie, is something bothering you?" Patty asked, Jessie didn't answer but instead she smiled at her and turned away. "Nothing, I'm just perfectly fine Patty, theres nothing to worry about."

Dante just didn't say anything, but he knows that eventually she'll tell him. She wasn't just ready yet to tell them. "Jessie! I kno-" Patty stopped, Dante held his hand up to shut her up. "Leave her alone for now, she'll tell us if she wants to." The day went by, Jessie was still quiet and always creepily smiling. She was about to go to bed when Dante stopped her. He looked at her as if to tell her that she can tell him anything thats was bothering her. "Dante please, I'm tired and I want to go to bed now." she pulled her hand away from his grip, walking upstairs without looking back at him and disappeared as she entered the room. Dante sighed and gave up for the night, he'll keep waiting until she's ready. "Women..." he muttered and went to sleep at the couch.

"Jessie...Jessie....Kill him Jessie...Kill HIM!" Jessie slowly got out of bed, she wasn't feeling well and she didn't seem to have control of herself. A man stood in front of her, only his silhoutte can be seen and his red glowing eyes. "Kill him Jessie and you're free to come home with me...." he said and disappeared. Jessie slipped out of the room without being heard by Patty, who was sleeping next to her on the bed. Dante slept downstairs on the couch and she was heading there, a dagger in hand. Yeessss Kill himmmm!!!" The voice echoed in her head as she slowly approach Dante. As she was already next to him, she raised the dagger and struck him down by his arm. Dante was awaken by the sudden pain, he looked up to see Jessie standing, the bloody dagger in her hands. "Jessie?" he said as he quickly got up to his feet. Jessie just stood there, she seemed to be in trance. And Dante, he thought it was another impostor Jessie struck her by the stomach sending her flying, hitting the wall on the other side of the building. Patty heard the commotion downstairs, she scrambled to her feet and ran outside. Dante stood infront of the unconsious Jessie. "Dante! What are you doing?" Dante looked up to her, emotionless, and looked back to Jessie. She stirred and moaned, when she opened her eyes, Dante was the first one she saw. Patty ran next to her worried that she might have broken something. "Jessie are you alright?" her voice was trembling.

Jessie blinked twice and stared at Dante who was injured on his arm. "What am I doing here?" She attempted to get up but she felt a sudden jolt of pain by her stomach. She grimaced in pain but eventually got up slowly. Dante was staring at her intently, she still has the same features as the real Jessie and there is no way a demon could enter his domain without him noticing it. "What happened?" Dante heared Jessie's voice, he snapped back to reality and Jessie was now in front of him. "I can't remember anything." She looked down on his injured arm. "Dante, are you alright? I didn't do this to you...did I?" she brushed her hand gently on his bleeding wound. To her surprise, the wound wa slowly healing like it was nothing. She smiled and looked up at him, "I forgot..." then she kissed his hand and tears swell down her cheeks. Dante raised her head and he looked into her blue eyes. It was the real Jessie alright and he can feel it.

"Sorry if I hurt you Jessie, I didn't mean to." Jessie smiled and nodded slightly at him. "Don't think that this is going to be a routine... I'll only show you this side of mine to you and to you only. So don't get used to it" Patty chuckled. "Is that so?...Or have you forgotten that I'm in the room too?" Dante sighed finally noticing Patty in the room. "Go back to bed you little twerp.." Patty stuck her tongue out to him before running up the stairs and into the room. And when Dante finally thought they were alone, Patty peered her head out. "You guys..don't do anything you'll both regret! Play it safe!" she said before closing the door. "What a brat.." Dante scoffed. A low moan came from Jessie, then it slowly it was getting louder, sounding more of a laugh than a moan. Dante looked at her. "I feel so much better now Dante..thanks" as she smiled her true smile. Dante was relieved that she was finally back to herself. Despite all this, he couldn't shake the feeling that something really big is about to happen. And they were starting with Jessie..

"Jessie! Jessie! Wake up Jessie!" the voice of a little girl woke Jessie up. Her whole body was being shaken by small hands. She opened her eyes to see Patty standing next to the bed, her face worried. She rubbed the sleep pf her eyes and forced herself up. "What's the matter Patty? Is Dante giving you shit again?" Patty shook her head, "N-No..." her voice quavering "Dante is going to do something REALLY stupid! He left early this morning and I have a bad feeling about left a note saying he'd be gone for a few days and to tell you not to leave the shop. Trish and Lady are here, they said Dante asked them to watch over us, I really don't like it Jessie, we got to do something.. Dante was really acting weird! Weirder than before!" Patty explained nonstop, it was getting her worried, she assured Patty that nothing bad is going to happen, but she told Patty wouldn't even convince her. Jessie walked out of the room with Patty behind her. There were voices of two female, as she came into view...a blonde woman wearing tight pants and a revealing top sat on the couch, while short haired woman, with two different eye color sat on Dante's desk flippinf through old magazines.

"H-Hi..." Jessie finally managed to say. The women both looked up at her, they seemed nice, although the blonde one looked familiar. She looked like the woman from Dante's picture frame on his desk. Must be a friend...or..she shook it off and she smiled at them. "M-My name is Jessica, but you can call me Jessie." The short haired one smiled warmly. "Ah, so you must be the girl Dante was talking about...Just call me Lady, they all do" the blonde one got up and walked to her. "My....you're a pretty one, I'm not sure how Dante fished you up." her hands on her chin, moving your head from side to side. "Excuse me, but please don't do that.." she said. The blonde one chuckled. "I'm sorry....not only that you're pretty, you're a polite one too...My name is Trish..Dante's old partner." she raised an eyebrow.. "Dante's partner?" she nodded. Lady got the drift and she laughed at it. "Don't worry about it...Dante wouldn't go for a woman that looked like his mom!" Trish scoffed and glared at Lady. "Don't you mean, I wouldn't go for man like Dante!" she looked at Jessie. "You should be careful when you're alone with Dante..he's a dangerous man." Jessie smiled awkwardly.."I'll keep that in mind."