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As Six waits impatiently in the Lecture Hall, she begins to regret agreeing to help Sarah with her shooting. Not because she doesn't want to help the human girl, but because she doesn't like waiting for someone who's late. She moves away from the door and stands in the center of the Lecture Hall. She turns away from the door and focuses on manipulating the air in the room to pass the time.
After a while, the door opens and someone steps in. "You're late, Sarah." Six says immediately. "If you really want me to help you train, then the least you can do is show up on time."
The person chuckles, and it is far too deep to be Sarah. "I'm not Sarah, sweetheart." He says.
Six turns around to see a smirking Nine standing in the doorway of the Lecture Hall. "Hey Nine. What are you doing here?"
"Here in the Lecture Hall? I figured I would train for a little while. Here in the penthouse? I own it. Here on Earth? I was sent here as a little kid. Here in the universe? Some higher being knew that I was too awesome not to be born."
She rolls her eyes. "Yeah, whatever. Have you seen Sarah?"
"No."
"Damn… She's late for a training session. I'm going to go look for her."
"You might not want to do that, sweetheart." Nine begins. When Six raises an eyebrow at him, he explains. "I haven't seen Sarah, but I've heard her. Her and Johnny, if you know what I mean."
Six wrinkles her nose. "Oh, ew. I did not need to know that about them. Ugh, please tell me they're in their room at least. And not somewhere that the rest of us use."
"Don't worry, they're in their own room. Not defiling my living room." Nine answers. "So, how long have you been waiting?"
"About twenty minutes." Six answers with a sigh. Nine sits down on one of the mats, and Six sits beside him. The two most badass Garde –in their opinion, anyways –hadn't argued nearly as much as usual in the last week after their rather heated make-out session in the hallway. "I see that you finally found your shirt." She points out.
"Yeah, it was in my room. Maybe if you'd helped me out I would have found it earlier." He replies with a smirk. Six rolls her eyes.
"In your dreams, Nine."
"Maybe in mine, but definitely in yours, sweetheart." He responds.
"I feel like we say that to each other way too much."
"What?" Nine asks. "I thought it was our thing, you know? Like John and Sarah have their whole love between two species kind of thing, and Marina and Eight have that whole 'we love each other but are both too afraid to admit it' thing. I thought ours was a 'Nine makes a stupid sexual joke, Six tells him it's in his dreams, and then Nine tells her that it's definitely in hers' thing." He jokes.
"Hm, in that case it's okay." Six replies. "Man, where is Sarah? She and John can't still be doing it, can they?" she asks.
"Never underestimate us Loric men, Six." Nine says jokingly, but immediately stops when Six glares at him. "We can always knock on their door to find out." He suggests. They grin wickedly at each other before walking down the hall and stopping in front of John and Sarah's door. "Ready, sweetheart?"
"Always." Six knocks loudly on the door. "Sarah! You're late for our training session. Are you okay?" she calls through the wooden door. A minute later, John opens the door in just a pair of basketball shorts. His face is red and his hair is very messed up.
"Six, what's up?" he asks. Six looks passed him into the room. Sarah is suspiciously absent from view.
"Sarah and I were going to train this morning. She's late, so I came to make sure that she's okay. Can I come in?" she asks.
John's eyes widen. "Um, she'll be out in a few minutes. And she's okay, don't worry." He tells them before closing the door.
Nine and Six laugh as soon as the door is closed. "Aw, that was great. Anyways, enjoy training with Sarah, sweetheart."
"What are you going to do?" she asks as he begins to walk away.
"Oh, the usual. Walk around Chicago and flirt with every girl I see."
"Whatever, Nine." She says while rolling her eyes. "Have fun or whatever."
"Why do you sound angry, sweetheart?" he asks. "Are you jealous?" Six feels her face get hot, but she pushes it down.
"In your dreams, Nine."
"Definitely in yours, sweetheart." He walks a few feet away and then turns back around. "That one didn't make sense, did it?" he asks.
"Not at all. Go on, enjoy getting rejected by every girl you see." She tells him with a grin before walking back to the Lecture Hall.
After a few minutes, Sarah walks in. "Sorry I'm late, Six. I overslept." She apologizes.
"Right. Anyways, grab a gun. Training starts now." Six orders. Sarah grabs a gun and begins shooting. Six corrects her stance and her grip on the weapon continuously until she's satisfied with the results. When they're finally done, Six stops Sarah before she can leave. "Why did you ask me to help you and not one of the others?"
"John would take it easy on me. He would treat me with kid-gloves, or the equivalent of that. I wanted someone who would bluntly tell me that I'm awful." She said.
"Yeah, sorry about that."
"Don't be. You were right. And Nine is well, Nine. I figured he would say weird things the whole time. And I know that Marina didn't learn much from her Cepan, so I couldn't ask her. And I guess it didn't really occur to me to ask Eight, so I just went to you. You were my first choice, by the way. I want to be able to handle myself in a fight the way you do."
"Oh. Thanks."
"You and John have been acting weirdly around each other. What's going on between you two?"
"We don't act weirdly around each other." Six protests.
"You do. You joke around with Eight, flirt and argue with Nine, but practically ignore John unless you're training. What's the deal?"
"Didn't John tell you?" Six asks her.
"Tell me what?" Sarah asks.
"Um, he should be the one to tell you, Sarah. Not me."
"Six, just tell me. I'll act surprised or whatever when John tells me. If he tells me." Sarah pleads.
"Are you sure?" Six asks, and Sarah nods eagerly. "Okay then. Before I left for Spain, John and I kissed at the airport."
"You two kissed?" Sarah asks.
"Yeah. I mean, we thought that you had turned us into the Federal government, and we were both going on dangerous missions. We haven't really had a conversation since, so that's why things have been awkward."
"So John kissed you, while he and I are dating." Sarah says to clarify.
"I kissed him. And to be fair, we thought that you sold us to the government and to the Mogs." Six answers. "And it meant nothing, anyways. John's not my type, he's too much of a goody-two-shoes."
"Okay, don't worry. It doesn't matter. Thanks for telling me, Six. I don't blame either of you, given the circumstances." Sarah says. "Anyways, I'm going to go take a shower before breakfast." She walks out of the Lecture Hall and towards the room which she and John share.
"Hopefully that doesn't come back to bite me in the ass." Six mutters. She's halfway to the bathroom near her room when she –quite literally –runs into John. "Hey John."
"Hey Six. Can I talk to you for a moment?" John asks. Oh man, did Sarah tell him about their conversation already? That sure was fast. Nevertheless, Six nods and leads John into her room.
She stands and watches him close the door behind him. "What's up?" she asks with her arms crossed.
"I wanted to talk about what happened before you left for Spain. How we kissed and all." John starts.
"What about it? It meant nothing." Six grinds out.
"Come on, Six. I know that we both felt something. You can't lie to me on this one and just pretend that you don't have feelings." The words strike her hard. Not because of John, but because Nine had told her something very similar. 'And you're too good to have feelings?' Nine had asked her as they'd argued in the hallway.
"Maybe it meant something then John. But it doesn't anymore, okay? You have Sarah and she needs you. She needs you way more than I do. She's lost everything for you, I lost everything anyways. Sarah's practically betting her life on you. On you and her. I'm not. Besides, Sarah obviously makes you happy and you make her happy. I'm not going to get in between that because of a stupid crush I had on you while we were running from the government with Sam." She explains. And then sighs. "The point is, I don't need you the way that Sarah does. So don't mess up what you have with her. Got it?"
John looks pained and sad. "Six, we all need someone. I hope you're not closing yourself off just because of me and Sarah."
He has nothing to worry about in that aspect, since Nine goes around bugging her all the time. "Maybe I do need someone. But it's not you. Get out of my room, John." She grinds out. John shoots her another look, but then leaves her room without another word.
Six opens the window to her room and stares out it. She has a pretty good view of Chicago, especially since they're so high up in the building. She leans against the windowsill and sticks her head out. She looks down briefly, only to see Nine's face. "Hey there, sweetheart."
"Nine, what are you doing?" She asks him.
"Just hanging out." He replies. "Rough conversation with Johnny you had back there."
"Were you listening in?" She asks incredulously. "What were you thinking?"
"Well, I was thinking that I would surprise you, but then your window was closed, so I just kinda hung out here. And then I heard you and Johnny talking." He explains. "So, want to explore Chicago with me, sweetheart?"
"I have to shower first. I was just training Sarah. You leave a note or something for the others so they don't freak out when they find that we're gone." Nine smirks at her. "Yeah, I'll go. Give me twenty minutes."
"I used to go to that gym before the Mogs got me." Nine says, pointing at a gym a few blocks away from the John Hancock Center.
"Really? Why didn't you do all your training in the Lecture Hall?"
"Sandor thought that I had to get out more. It's pretty boring staying in there all day every day for so long. I'm sure you feel like that now, even though it's only been three weeks." He responds.
Six nods. "Yeah. With Katarina we were always really isolated, so we did everything outside. And when I was on my own, I never went into a city or stayed in one place very long. So it's weird to be all cramped in the penthouse with all the others."
"Yeah, it definitely seems smaller with six of us there as opposed to when it was just me and Sandor. Anyways, here we are."
"Where is here?" Six asks, looking around the streets and not seeing anything significant.
"You'll see, sweetheart." Nine replies before grabbing her arm and leading her into a small café. "What do you want? They have good coffee and amazing brownies."
When they reach the front of the short line, they order their coffee and two brownies before looking for a place to sit. There is an open table for two people by the window, so they sit in it quickly before anyone else enters the relatively busy café. "How's your coffee?"
Six takes a few sips and barely suppresses a moan of happiness. "Amazing. And yours?"
"Good as always at this café. So, about your talk with John."
"I don't want to talk about John right now, Nine."
"We won't. I'm just saying that he's right. We all need someone in our lives." Nine tells her. "A friend you can absolutely trust to have your back. Someone who gives you a hard time because they want to push you to be and do better."
"Sure." Six replies absentmindedly, thinking about Katarina. Katarina had always been there, and Six had always trusted her Cepan. But that wasn't quite what Nine meant, was it? "Are you getting soft on me, Nine?" She asks him when she comes out of her thoughts. Nine scowls. "It sure sounds like it."
"Yeah, yeah. Make fun of the guy who buys you coffee. I see how this is, Six." He replies while crossing his arms. He lasts about thirty seconds before he goes back to smirking. "So, what do you want to do next?"
"What is there to do? And shouldn't we be getting back to the others?"
"Nah, they won't worry about us. I left them a note, remember?"
"Shut up, I was just being careful. What is there to do around here?"
"Everything. This is Chicago, sweetheart. Let's go to the lake, I think you'll like it there." Nine decides. Six quickly finishes her brownie and grabs her coffee cup before the two of them leave the café. They walk for a little while before stopping on the shore of the lake. "There you go, sweetheart. This is Lake Michigan."
"Woah. It's huge." Six breathes out as she stares at the massive body of water. Sure, it's not as big as an ocean, but it's huge for a lake. "Do you come here a lot?"
"I used to run around the Chicago part of it during my morning jog. We could jog around it in the mornings if you want to."
"Definitely. Should we be heading back to the penthouse soon?" she turns to him and asks.
"Probably. Do you want to?"
"No. Not right now."
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~Nerd