Disclaimer: I do not own Lorien Legacies.This is the property of Pittacus Lore (James Frey and Jobie Hughes)

A/N: A new collection of stories! I know I should be working on Moments but I can't get any muse for John/Six. On the other hand, Six/Nine related things have been flashing through my mind, begging to put on paper and publish. I'm gonna try to write five mini-stories from each Garde pov. First Six about Nine. Read and review please!

Five Things: Six discovers about Nine

I. Nine isn't a morning person.

Six's eyes flickered opened at the first sign of sunlight hitting her face. She glanced around, disorientated by where she was exactly. She could feel the soft leather against her cheek. She was in the back of Nine's jeep. With the others, she thought with a tiny smile on her face. Pushing herself up, Six peeked over the back seat to the rear space where the others slept. Ella was tucked in the corner with an oversized jacket over her form. Eight and Marina were leaning against each other, sitting up still asleep. Eight's arm was holding Marina tightly. A smile tugged at Six's lips at the cute sight before turning to the front.

Sarah Hart was in the passenger seat with a blanket pulled over her form. It was unbelievable the Paradise girl was here. The human girl should be at home, safe and sound not dragged into this mess that was their lives. Six couldn't help but feel sorry for her, for falling for a Lorien warrior. Her hazel eyes flickered over to where John was sleeping in the driver's seat. His head was tilted down with a few blonde locks falling into his face. His hair was longer now, making him seem even younger. Six studied the boy for a bit, savoring the quiet morning.

"We should get going." Six murmured to herself as she ran her fingers through her dyed blonde hair. "John, wake up." She said, shaking his broad shoulder. It took a second but the boy groggily opened his blue eyes and stared at her like he couldn't believe she was right in front of him. "Morning, Sunshine." She greeted with a bit of a smile which he returned. "We need to get moving."

"Yeah, keys…" John muttered as he riffled through his pockets but came up empty. "Nine has to have them." Six glanced around; realizing the illusive seventh member of their group wasn't in the car. "He's probably on the roof. He hates sleeping in the car. I'll get him."

"No, don't worry. I got it." Six said as she crawled over to her open window and wiggled through. She sat on the edge, studying the sprawled form of the tall tan boy. This was the first time Six actually got a good look at the Loric boy. The chaos from yesterday jumbled her memories. The boy was sleeping with his face to the sky, an emotionless expression on his handsome face. Six shivered, not because of the cold air, but at how calm the boy appeared to be right now. She could recall the cold and calculating expression on Nine's face when he faced Setrakus Ra. He dove into the battle without hesitation, fueled by his sheer will to keep the others safe or pure anger. He was just as old as John but he appeared older and untouchable.

"Wait, Six." John said as he stepped out of the jeep, softly closing the door. Six pulled herself up, ignoring John's worried tone as she crawled over to where Nine was sleeping in the middle. Bernie was curled up beside the boy, looking at Six with sleepy beady eyes. "Hey, be careful. Nine's not exactly a morning person." Six gave him a skeptic look as she sat up on her knees.

"Oh please, John. It's not like he's gonna attack me." Six said nonchalantly as she reached out.

"Six…" John warned as she touched the sleeping boy. "SIX!" Six barely had time to move when Nine lashed out. His joust pierced the space where her neck was seconds ago. Nine's left arm grabbed the front of her shirt, dragging her close. Six could feel his breath against her face, inches separated them. She grabbed his hand, stopping him from strangling her. There was darkness in his onyx eyes as he looked at her, through her. It seemed like Nine wasn't even awake. "NINE! Let her go!" John ordered, as he jumped onto the jeep's bonnet.

"John, stay there." Six ordered before focusing on Nine. The blond boy looked between the two but followed her instructions. "Nine, let me go." She said, trying to calm her rapid heartbeat. She needed to be calm but strong at the same time. Six slowly gathered a burst of telekinesis in her right hand, ready to unleash it if necessary. Nine appeared unconcerned by her energy, still holding the joust dangerously close to her head.

"Move, Mog. I dare you." He said in a low harsh voice. He's stuck in his dreams. Six thought, hesitating for a second, surprised by his response.

"OW!" Nine and Six turned away from their staring contest at the sudden clang of metal below them. The back of the jeep burst open and Eight dove out, hissing in pain. They watched the boy as he rubbed the back of his neck, cursing. "Damn it, ow!" Six could feel Nine's grip on her shirt loosen as he watched the other boy jump around. "Stupid low roof, ow… What are you two doing?" Eight asked as he finally noticed the situation on the roof.

"Ugh, so loud." Nine murmured as he pushed Six off of him, withdrawing his staff. He ruffled his hair and rubbed the back of his neck. "God, it's early. Do you need something?" Six sat there, not sure how to react to the boy who only gave her a sleepy look. It was like his murderous self disappeared. "Nothing? Well, I'm going back to sleep." He announced, laying back down and turning on his side to use his arm as a pillow.

"What the hell?!" Six shouted as she reached down and dragged Nine up by the collar of his shirt, ready to throttle him. The boy didn't resist which infuriated Six even more. "You insane derange – "

"Here, this is what you want, right?" Six jumped back as he held out a jumble of keys in front of her face. A knowing smirk tugged at his kissable lips. She could only stare numbly at the boy as he extracted her fingers from his shirt. She couldn't make sense of him. "Hey, you drive." He said, tossing the keys towards John before sitting back down on the roof. "Head to Chicago. We can lay low at the penthouse and figure out where Five is. How's that for a plan, Boss?" Nine asked, smirking at her.

"Just peachy." She replied through clenched jaw before hopping off the roof. She glared up at the boy who just yawned and lay back down on the roof like nothing happened.