Chapter Two

Storming The Castle Part One

A/N: A huge thank you to all those who reviewed/followed/favourited, you made me sit there grinning at the computer like an idiot until my siblings got suspicious I'd found something inappropriate. You guys are awesome :)

Delsin woke up to the buzz of an alarm in his ear, groaning at the intrusive sound he swatted at the digital clock on his bedside until it stopped.

"Really, you forgot to turn off the alarm?" A sleepy voice muttered against his chest.

"Yeah, sorry, it must have been going off still the whole time we were gone."

She chuckled and rolled out of their embrace. Delsin let his eyes wander over as she studying his bedroom. He wasn't sure what she'd been expecting other than what it was. Walls mostly covered in his own artwork, roof in band posters.

"A teddy bear?" He turned her head to see the grinning girl holding his beaten up old toy.

"Hey! Don't diss Mister Stuffins." He snatched it back off her.

She laughed and slipped out of his bed when there was a knock at his front door.

"Coming!" Delsin yelled, throwing himself out of bed and pulling on his jeans and a shirt. He wrenched open his door and ran down the stairs, leaving Fetch to stare after him. She chuckled when she saw Mr. Stuffins and pulled on her own clothing. Before walking down after him.

"Betty! You're up already!" She heard the exclaim and she walked tentatively up behind him.

"All thanks to you, Delsin, I told you-" the old woman he was talking too, Betty, she supposed, saw her.

"Oh, Del, I didn't realise you had, ah, company." She smiled uncertainly at Fetch before grabbing Delsin's arm and pulling his ear down to her face roughly.

"Delsin Rowe, you are better than this, " she growled in what Fetch thought was supposed to be a whisper but she could still hear clearly, "you're a handsome, charming young man, you really don't need a, a, pro-"

Delsin threw an alarmed look at Fetch over his shoulder.

"Betty, no, Fetch isn't-"

Fetch promptly morphed into neon and sped into the kitchen. A cackling laughter met Delsin's ears and his face flushed.

"She's one of those, conduits, like you?"

"Yeah, Betty, and she's not a hooker, either. She's Fetch Walker, one of the conduits I met in Seattle."

"Oh, sorry, Delsin, I am so sorry."

The laughter began to subside from the kitchen.

"Hey, Light Show, you ready to come back?" Delsin called down the hall. Fetch stepped out, still chuckling.

"I'm so sorry, my dear, really-"

"It's fine, don't worry 'bout it, Betty wasn't it? I'm Fetch." She held out her hand to the older lady, who shook it sheepishly.

"Uh, D?" Fetch wrapped her hand around his elbow, "any chance I could take a shower?"

"Sure, first door on the right, linen press is the cupboard next to it."

She kissed his cheek and sped off once more down the hall.

"So, Betty, you just come around to tell me you were up again." Delsin asked the still embarrassed lady.

"No, I wanted to let you know there was a shy boy with glasses and a hoodie asking for you. He's hanging outside the Longhouse now."

"Oh, Eugene?" Betty nodded, "well, are you headed back to the Longhouse now?"

"I guess so, I wanted to check on everybody else, why?"

"Could you do me a favour and send him over here? C'mon, after you called Fetch a prostitute, you owe me"

Betty sighed, "fine, I am really sorry, you know, but maybe if you had've actually talked to me while you were gone, I would've known you had a girlfriend."

Delsin looked at his shoes.

"Wait, she is your girlfriend right, Delsin?"

Delsin just looked at her.

"Fine, I'll send the boy over."

"Thanks, Betty!" Delsin called after the old woman as she limped away.

Delsin shut the door to what had been his family house, now only he remained. Fetch doesn't have a place to live, the thought burst unbidden through his head. He thought about Betty's glare when he didn't confirm Fetch was his girlfriend. He wanted nothing more to be able to say that, but he didn't know if Fetch wanted that, hell, he knew he was gonna go for it, but he was nervous as heck, besides, it would be hard after they had already just fallen into bed. And with this girl, Delsin wanted to do things properly, even if they'd already screwed that up completely, quite literally. Dammit, the neon conduit really did a number on Delsin's head. A few minutes later, another knock came at his front door, making him jump. He quickly turned the handle and wrenched open the door when Eugene was in mid-knock.

"Uh, hey." The lanky teenager greeted him with an arm in mid-air.

"What's up man?" Delsin grinned at him, "come in." He led the young conduit into his lounge room.

"Let me guess, you're finally taking me up on the offer on lessons in getting some. I'm 'fraid I'm a little busy at the mo' but I'll let you know when I'm back in Seattle for tourist-y purposes." He rambled as he sat on the two seater couch and Eugene sat in the armchair next to it.
"Actually, Delsin, I saw your interview the other day, and I want to help you attack Curden Cay."

"Well, I guess that could work too." Delsin relaxed into the couch, still grinning at his friend, who was nervously returning the smile. Just then, Fetch slowly walked into the lounge room, hearing the vaguely familiar voice.

"Ah, Fetch," Delsin exclaimed when he noticed her, "that was quick, for a girl."

"Jackass." Fetch muttered, flipping some still damp bangs out of her face and crossing the room to sit next to Delsin.

"Hey, Teen Angel."

"Oh, um, hi, Fetch," Eugene stuttered, "I didn't realise you were here." Delsin smirked, causing Fetch to hit him in the chest.

"Ow." He muttered, pouting at her.

"Yeah. I wanted in on stormin' Curden Cay."

"So, how long have you been here?"

"Since yesterday."

"Oh. Well, Delsin, have you got a plan?"

Delsin shrugged, "get 'em."

"Get them isn't a plan."

Fetch and Delsin burst out laughing, while Eugene looked on, confused.

Delsin stood up, placing a hand on Fetch's shoulder.

"We'll figure it out when we can stake out Curden Cay, c'mon we'll go grab breakfast on our way."

A/N: Sorry, not much development in this chapter, hence I am working my arse off on part two and hope to get it up either later today or sometime tomorrow. I did mean to post this today but ANZAC day kinda got in the road considering I'm the second in command for my Cadet Squadron and organised a lot of stuff for them and my town. Hope you enjoyed this part so far, I swear I will update soon!

- Felix