A/N: Am bored... and is writing fan fic as a break from the other... excuse the name.. and ENJOY!
Cortes and Mahad were sitting at the bar in the tavern. Cortes was furious; he had enough of Mahad flying off in the Hyperion without his permission.
"You've got to understand Mahad; you put a lot of lives in danger and not to mention your own," Cortes said harshly. He tried to keep his voice low, but not too low so Mahad could hear him; the last thing Cortes wanted was to draw attention.
"Come on, Cortes, I'm just having a little fun," Mahad said with a smile.
"Then how much fun will you have when Oslo finds out that Lena and you have been living, and kill everyone?"
"He's not going to find us, trust me."
"How can I trust you? You are putting everyone in danger so you can go and pleasure yourself," Cortes snapped, "so help me Mahad, if I find out that you go one more time without my permission, I will take the Hyperion off you and you will not use it unless it's necessary."
"I am so sick of being treated like a kid!" Mahad yelled across the tavern. He grabbed his bottle and stormed out of the tavern.
Cortes followed him with his eyes, as he did could see that people were staring at him and some muttering under their breaths. He turned back to the bar and looked down. His head was empty, he didn't want to think about anything; he was furious at Mahad for acting in such a foolish way.
Mahad got up to his room and threw his bottle on his desk, and fell onto his bed. He had enough of Cortes treating him like a kid. He could take care of himself; he didn't need no Cortes in his life to tell him what to do and what not to do!
He then heard a knock on the door. "Mahad…?" It was Lena.
He sat up, "Come in, Lena."
When Lena walked she looked like she was about to cry.
"I sorry for storming out the tavern like that," Mahad apologized.
Lena stood there silent.
"Come sit with your big brother."
Lena sat next to him.
"You scared me for a second there Mahad, like you were going to explode or something," she finally said.
He hugged her, "I've been frustrated lately, that's all."
"What were you and Cortes talking about? You didn't go again without his permission?"
Mahad opened his mouth trying to say something, but nothing came out.
"You know better Mahad, of course he's gonna yell at you. You're putting Puerto Angel in danger. Let me tell you one thing; Cortes is the only reason why you're here, in a home; given water to drink; given food to eat; he is why we and everyone has survived. He is someone you can look up to yourself… He's a good man, risking his own life to continue our father's doing, you should be glad he's there."
Then Lena stood up and left the room.
Mahad sat there in silence; Lena was right. But he needed space. Cortes unfortunately didn't give much of it. It was like he had an eye everywhere, following only him.
Mahad laid down on his bed and slowly fell into a deep sleep. He knew it was too early to sleep, but he didn't care.