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Well, this was day five of my three week vacation and I was already bored out of my mind. I was starting to think having them laid out in different blocks wasn't that bad after all. I did nothing these past days except run on my treadmill and I talked to my dad once. I bought a fish yesterday. I know, I said no pets. But I was lonely! He's a blue fish that I named Sparky. So far today Sparky and I have done nothing but watch Lifetime. What a life, watching tv with a fish. I', currently watching him swim round and round the round the clear container. That's how bored I was. Watching that so long was making me dizzy. I got up from the couch deciding taking a nap would be good for me.

!Buzz, Buzz, Buzz! Ugh. I turned over slapping my alarm clock and putting my face back in the pillow.

!Buzz, Buzz, Buzz! Ugh. I turned back over to look at my alarm clock 10:23PM. Why would my alarm clock be going off at night? I heard the sound again and figured out it was my cell phone not my clock. I grabbed my cell phone, flipping it open, answering it.

"Hello?" I said as I slightly yawned, waking up.

"Major Mason?" The voice asked. That didn't sound like her director.

"Yes, how may I help you?" I said now sitting up in my bed.

"Excuse me, this is the director of The PPP." Ok, why were they calling me?

"Yeah, I think you got the wrong Major Mason." There was a pause on the other end of the line.

"This is Carter Mason, am I correct?" Now she was really confused.

"Yes, this is Major Carter Mason, but I don't associate with The PPP. My dad is in the PPP. Are you sure you didn't mean to call him?"

"No, you are the one I am supposed to call. Your father gave me your number."

"Why, I don't work for PPP and I'm on my break." Although I hated being bored, I don't want to waste my only break time this year with a stuck up princess.

"Your dad requested you take it." Why would my dad want me to go on a case for PPP? He knows how I feel about them, princesses. I let out a breath.

"Ok. Where is it and when do I take off?" Carter was mentally kicking herself for taking it. But she was bored and it would give her something to do.

"I'm glad you agreed and I can't tell you where it is, that is confidential at this time. You will find out when you arrive at your destination and a jet plane will arrive in the field behind you apartment in T-23 hrs. Thank you, and good luck Major Mason." And with the the other line when dead. She tossed her phone back on her night stand. Carter plopped back down on her bed. The plane would arrive a ten tomorrow night. She had to pack. Oh nice, she had to pack clothes for a place where she didn't know the weather and how long she'd be staying. That is why she didn't like The PPP. She sighed frustrated.


The next day, Carter woke up at 12:10. She drowsily looked at her alarm clock and jumped a little at how late it was. She never woke up this late, she always woke up before 10. Then she remembered last night and how she shut her alarm off accidentally. She banged her head off of her pillow before fully getting up and getting in the shower. She took a long shower to try and relax herself before she packed.

Once she got out she dressed in jeans and a plain black t-shirt and headed to her bedroom to start packing.

"What the hell do I pack?" I asked nobody in particular. She sighed and just decided to pack her normal attire which consisted of jeans, t-shirts and a couple of sweatshirts. She thought about it for a couple of minutes and decided to add some shorts just in case it was somewhere hot and my winter jacket if it was freezing. With everything in she decided to go to the kitchen and grab something to eat, it was only five o'clock, and she hadn't eaten all day since she woke up late.

Carter looked at her phone, checking the time. It was 9:50, she had ten minutes. She decided to go out and wait. As she walked past her living room where her fish was kept. She looked at him, stopping to watch him swim. She sighed looking at him. Now she wished she hadn't gotten him, he was going to die just like her cat. She decided it'd be best to at least let him die with dignity. So, she decided to give him his last meal. She left her bags by the front door and went to get his food. She sprinkle five times the amount on the can told her too.

"Nice knowing ya, Sparky." She said leaving her apartment with only one thought. Where was she gonna find a mini grave stone? She shook her head, closing and locking her door and heading out back.

She headed to the place where the person told her they'd pick her up. Right on the dot, 10:00 she looked up to see a helicopter like structure coming down a couple feet away from her. Once the engine was cut she made her way toward it. Lifting her bags in, she looked at the pilot. "Major." He greeted politely and gave her a small smile, which she returned.

"How long will it take to get there?" She asked once they were off the ground.

"A few hours, at least." He said as she got comfortable, or as comfortable as she could get in a noisy plane.

"So, can you tell me where we're going?" She asked hoping he would.

"I'm sorry, Major Mason." He looked at her apologetically.

"Why can't anyone tell me where I'm going?" Carter had just enough. Then she saw the pilot's face. She was embarrassed at her own outburst.

"Sorry." She said her face a tint redder than before. He just nodded turning back to his job.

Carter watched out the window for a while, but soon after she drifted off to sleep. When she awakened she saw the pilot taking her stuff out from the back of the small-engine plane before looking at her.

"Yes, we are here." He said as he finished setting her luggage outside of the plane. She jumped out of the plane herself walking with him. She felt sort of uncomfortable with him caring all of her luggage, him being like three times her own age.

"You do know I can caring them." She stated. He took a glance at her before turning back to facing front.

"That wont be necessary, ma'am." Carter shrugged giving up, still following him up the long way to the palace.

"So can you tell me where I am now?" She asked, breaking the silence once again. She was very impatient and what little she had was wearing thin. Still, he shook his head continuing facing forward. But before she could speak, he spoke up.

"The queen will introduce you to the land, it is nobody's purpose but hers. It is her land after all." He said now walking in the huge place.

Carter walked in the monstrous building getting an oddly fimiliar feeling. She shook that off. She followed the man who still had a hold of her bags into room about the size of a normal living room, but this room had a king size bed with maroon bed spread and gold bannisters and canopy a shade lighter than the blanket. It also had paintings that only one would set her in debt for the rest of her life.

"Here you go, Miss." The pilot said setting her stuff down and heading toward the door.

"Wait, you're leaving?" She asked confused. The silent man nodded his head and disappeared from Carter's sight. Carter sighed before sitting carefully on the bed.

'Great now I'm in a place in I don't know where, all alone again! What the-' She was clear from her thoughts by someone lightly tapping on the door. She looked at the open door to find a man in a polite suit.

"Yes?" Carter asked. The man entered the room slightly.

"The princesa is ready to meet you." The man spoke up. 'Oh, she's ready to see me? We're on her schedule? Last time I knew she was the one who needed to be protected..' Carter was yet again interupted by the man.

"Are you ready?" He asked politely. 'No, but lets get this over with'

"Yes, lead the way." Carter said a little over dramatically. The man nodded giving her a weird look. The man took her through some hallways and through a couple of different room before he stopped and said he would have the princess brought in.

I looked around the room and saw it decorated in the utmost delicacy. Everything looked so ancient I didn't dare to look at it. Why'd I have to do this. Now I'm gonna have to babysit a friggin' princess! Why, why, why? I heard another knock and two people came in the room, they had the same suit on as the man before.

"Major Mason, let me introduce you to Princess Isabella Leila Francisca Raihson. She will be in your care as long as necessary." The suited butler said to the left said. I rolled by eyes at how formal they were. Ok, where is the princess that is about to waltz in here with the 'look at me' stance. But next I saw a short-statured older woman come in with a baby no older than two. I blinked a few times.

"That's the princess?" I asked not quite getting it.

"Yes." He said completely serious. I nodded trying to adjust to the princess I was going to be looking after.

"How old is she?" I asked, needing to know.

"Just over a year." The same one answered.

"Ok, umm." I didn't know how I was going to ask this. But it had to be done.

"Can I hold her?" I asked. I didn't want to break her, for all I know she could be the 107th grandchild of the founders and only heir of the thrown left here...where ever here was.

R

Sitting on a chair in my bedroom, I was waiting. Waiting to hear from Jeffery. Today was the day The PPP was to take Isabella and keep her safe while I couldn't. I had just handed her off to Merideth to get her changed, now I was just in this room alone, wondering what was happening in the rooms around me. I couldn't wait for Major Mason to get here. He was the only one I trusted with Isabella, well other than myself. If it couldn't be me, its him and him only. I heard a light tap on the door.

"Come in." I answered. It was Jeffery.

"Hello, your Highness." He said to me.

"Hello, Jeffery. How is Isabella?"

"She is quite alright." He answered kind of softly.

"Is Major Mason here?" I asked. He said he would come get me when and only when Major Mason has arrived.

"Not quite, Madam." This started worried me.

"You said you would come find me when he arrived." I restated what he had said earlier.

"Yes, you are correct, Madam, but you see, Major Mason was busy on another mission actually." He said not meeting my eyes.

"So Major Mason is not here?" I asked calmly.

"No."

"Ok, so where is my daughter? May I see her?" I asked in the same tone.

"She is with Major Mason's second in command, ma'am." He said.

"Jeffery, that just will not do," I said getting up from my chair, still feeling an aching from what happened just a couple nights ago.

"I remember stating Major Mason or no one." I started walking toward the door.

"Yes, Madam." He said following me.

"So, if it is not Major Mason, I do not want my daughter with anyone other than me." I walked a little quicker.

"My Queen." He said after me, walking faster.

"But his second in command is just as good as him, he said so himself." He said as we neared the door. I did not listen, I was intent on getting my daughter away from this stranger.

"Queen Rosalinda, please."

C

"Aw, arn't you a cutie pie." I cooed. I think I could like this princess. Isabella gurgled in response. I've been alone with her for about ten minutes now. We've gotten to know each other, well sorta. I was tickling her tummy when I heard camotion outside the door. Probably the stuck up queen who wants her daughter with her, even if shes in danger instead of her being safe with someone under her. I scoffed. And then listened in.

"Queen Rosalinda, please." No, it can't be.

R

"Ok, Jeffery, who did Major Mason recommend?" I asked as I opened the door to see a dark-haired woman turn around.

"His daughter, Major Carter Mason."