A/N Yo again peeps! I have been checking over my past chapters and I have realised (with shame) that there are obvious errors with spellings etc... SO SORRY I will fix....

Keep reading and will someone PLEASE review or I will give the story up... seems no point too continue otherwise

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Just under twenty four hours later, a double decked aeroplane, with the Romanian flag painted on its tail, thundered up the runway at Bucharest International Airport, before rising smoothly into the cloudy sky. Inside, Vladimir glanced out of the window nervously.

"This does not feel safe, my friend." He addressed Stefan, speaking in a tone only a Vampire could hear. Stefan rolled his burgundy eyes.

"Relax Vladimir." He soothed. "It is not as if we would be in any danger if that was the case."

Vladimir grinned sheepishly

"A fair point Stefan." He glanced over Stefan's head at the aisle seats, noticing a fat, middle aged looking man staring at the duo curiously. Seeing the bloodied colour of Vladimir's eyes, the man did a double take, before abruptly turning away. Satisfied, Vladimir met his companions gaze once more.

"Brother, it is needed for us to discuss our plans on arrival at the new world." He whispered softly into Stefan's ear, who nodded in agreement.

"However," the dark haired Vampire began. "It would be better for us to speak where we would have more privacy, friend." He jerked his head to the fat man, who appeared to be hyperventilating into a sick bag. Vladimir glanced behind before standing up, and motioning to Stefan to follow. He made his way to the luminous VACANT sign on the bathroom doors, before glancing around, and then slipping inside. Stefan joined him only seconds later.

"That is much better." He nodded in approval. "It is surprisingly small though..."

Vladimir interrupted.

"That does not matter, Stefan. We do not need large spaces to discuss our plans..." He shared a bitter glance with his 'brother', both of them thinking of the grand hall in which they used to converse when they ruled. Ruled. Past tense.

Sensing his companion slipping into angry emotions, Stefan hastily began making arrangements for the journey ahead. Vladimir pushed his issues aside, and joined in, and it was soon arranged that the pair would run to the state of Washington, rather than drive. "Besides," Vladimir pointed out. "It is not as if either of us can drive." On arrival in Forks, the pair would investigate any supposed movements against the Volturi, and decide whether it was worth joining.

"If this turns into a waste of my time I WILL personally sacrifice the informant." Vladimir grumbled, Stefan grinning behind his back.

"You and your time, Vladimir" He joked. Vladimir swung a friendly blow in his dark haired companion's direction, before sliding out through the door and walking straight into an Air Stewardess.

"My sincere apologies Madam." Vladimir helped the Stewardess regain her balance.

"Oh no sir. No problem." She began, but broke off when she saw Stefan follow Vladimir out of the bathroom. Her mouth dropped open and she blushed furiously.

"E-Excuse me!" She squealed, attracting the attention of nearby passengers. "This is not a motel, you know!"

Vladimir shared a confused look with Stefan.

"Why of course not, Madam." He said. "It is an Aeroplane." He smiled at her warmly, but the look he got in return was less than nice. It was a mixture of fury and embarrassment.

"Sir I don't know who you think you are, or YOU!" She swung to glare at Stefan. "But the using of the toilets for sexual activities on board this flight is strictly PROHIBITED!" Stefan's face contorted in shock, whilst Vladimir stared in horror at the woman in front of him.

"But Madam." He argued. "Can you not see for yourself that I and my companion are both Men?" The Stewardess blushed even more, and the faces of the passengers around them showed similar expressions. Anger and mortification. She gathered her dignity and glared and the ashy haired creature in front of her, before speaking calmly but stiffly.

"I am perfectly aware, thank you very much, that you are both men AND I am perfectly aware of homosexuality sir, so don't insult me by presuming otherwise. Now sit down!"

Stefan groaned, but Vladimir looked smug.

"Ah, Madam." He spoke smoothly. "I do not doubt you intelligence, but I wish to inform you that I and my companion here, are brothers."

Stefan put his head in his hands. There was a beat of silence. A scream came from behind and the sound of a drink being dropped to the floor was heard. A nearby woman covered her young boy's ears. The Stewardess seemed speechless, before finally shrieking in a high pitched voice. "SIT. DOWN. NOW" She then turned and fled down the aisle. Vladimir looked around mystified.

"What did I say?" He turned to Stefan but he was already storming back to his seat. Vladimir followed, passengers cringing away from him as he passed.

"Do. Not. Talk to me." Stefan growled, turning his back on Vladimir to stare out of the window. Still puzzled, Vladimir glanced around, meeting the disgusted eyes of his fellow passengers. Snatched whispers reached his ears, and his face twisted in horror and humiliation as he realised his mistake. Sinking down lower into his seat, he closed his eyes and prayed the flight would land soon.

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A/N – yep its shorter that the other chapters, but I couldn't think of much more to do! The idea came to me and made me laff tho so i knew i had to write it down.. lols

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