Crystal and Jess were both bored out of their minds as Agent Fowler drove them to their latest safe house.

The man tried to make some small talk with the girls to break the ice.

Only Crystal, a seventeen-year-old teenager with long velvet black hair that reached down to her waist and stunning bright blue eyes that reflected sadness, was kind enough to softly speak and answer his questions.

"What's so special about this place?" Jess, another seventeen-year-old only with short wavy red hair that would put the monarch butterfly's wings to shame and deep green eyes, finally asked after an hour of silence.

Her Southern accent seemed to thicken with annoyance as she frowned at the agent.

Fowler glanced back at her through the mirror.

"I'm not allowed to say until we get there." He answered, looking back at the road while also failing to notice the girls tense up at his next words, "You'll see as soon as we get there."

Sadly, for them it wasn't the first time someone said those exact same words to them, and the last time they got their answer was anything but pleasant.

The two glanced at each other, a flash of fear reflecting in Crystal's somber eyes as Jess squeezed her hand in reassurance.

In hushed voices, the girls began to speak to each other on their plan of escape. In two different languages: French and Italian.

Jess, speaking in French, suggested that possibly one of them could ask Fowler to let them stretch their legs or if they were desperate, fake to be in dire need to use the restroom at the next gas station. Once they were alone, they would bolt.

Crystal, however, answering in Italian, reminded her cousin that even if he agreed to their request, she highly doubted that they would get far. Especially since he had a car.

She also had to point out that they wouldn't be able to go anywhere since they were driving in the middle of nowhere.

Meanwhile, Fowler silently noticed how talkative the girls were to each other.

However, he did fail at noticing Crystal nervously rubbing the ruby on her golden amulet with her thumb.

"Calm down kid you look like you'll glitch out any moment. Said a deep voice out of nowhere causing the girls to jump with surprise.

"Bulkhead!" Fowler growled at what seemed like nobody, "You were supposed to wait until we got to base!"

"What is this? Are you talking to someone with a Bluetooth? Is there a camera in here?" Jess demanded.

Fowler and whoever else was speaking ignored the redhead. In fact, the mystery voice was ignoring Fowler as well.

His attention was all on Crystal who was trembling like mad and wasn't looking too well.

"I need you to relax sweetspark." He said soothingly, "You're looking a bit pale so I need you to take deep breaths and relax for me alright?"

When that didn't work, he let out a sigh of frustration.

After a while he had a thought.

"Tell you what? I'll tell you all I know, as soon as you calm down…alright?" he proposed.

Once again everyone ignored Fowler as Crystal managed to stammer an answer.

"P-promise?" she stuttered.

The girls could hear the smile in his voice.

"Promise."

A/N: This is my first time posting a story on this site so if I am doing something wrong, please tell me so I can improve. The same goes for my writing. Also fair warning, some characters will be OOC.