Five used to be my lucky number (perhaps it still is). Five clues so far have been found and we are closer to finding Fall. Yes, five grueling days since Fall went missing. Five days since I have not heard his rough grouph deep voice. Five days since we have spoken to each other, held each other, kissed each other. It's been five years of togetherness with my strong devoted fierce Fall, my protector, my mentor, my lover... now it's been five days of nothing, nada, zilch, zero!

I keep trying to tell my self I am better off than most and it will all be okay. Shit, I have a full on detective agency backing me. Right now at least five of our top agents are out searching for clues and Fall. And they have been working around the clock, day and night, our loyal agents. WE are like one big dysfunctional family but when the chips are down we become united as one.

We have a little hope now... the garbled message off Fall's cell phone gave us this hope. The search now narrowed down to Virtue City and the suspects, a notorious gang there.

Hope what an odd emotion. You cant see it, you cant feel it, you cant describe it, it is just there inside your mind lifting your soul so you can carry on. The first few days after Fall was gone, I was convinced he had met his maker... he was gone from my life. Gone was his body, his laugh, his blue eyes electrifying.. now only memories burned in my brain.

'Hope' has slowly seeped into my heart, my mind, my soul and I am determined to find my Fall alive, tall and handsome arrogant wise kind and generous. Hope may turn my nightmares into dreams. Hope my Fall is alive and well.

(More backstory on "Fall's Disappearance" check out the 'City Life' tab)