Chapter Three: Abby.

"Hey, Grover? Any lookers stop in today?" Zan asked him.

Grover paused for a minute to think. "Well, there was one…" he said finally, looking down slightly.

"Same one as always?" X asked him.

"Yep…" Grover said, smiling.

"What was her name again?" Zan asked. "Allie?"

Grover sighed. "No, her name's Abby. Short for Abbigail. She always comes by for her lunch break."

"Have you talked to her at all since last time?" Milo asked him.

"Yeah, actually," Grover replied. "She invited me to sit with her during my break. Eywa… she's even more beautiful up close than from behind a counter."

"I'd be careful, Grover," Zan advised him. "She finds out you're not human, she'll have your ass thrown in prison."

"Oh, she already knows," Grover replied.

The car swerved sharply. Milo's kinesis had temporarily broken when he heard that. Zan choked on a bite of his Big Mac and X's hand suddenly closed tightly around his ketchup packet, spraying Milo in the back of the head with ketchup.

"You TOLD her?" Milo shouted.

"Grover, of all the stupid things you've done over the years!" Zan yelled.

"Sam is going to flay you alive!" X roared.

Zan reached into his trench coat pocket and pulled out a gun

"You know what we have to do now, Grover…" he said, ominously.

"She knows too much…" Milo said. "We CAN make it look like it was an accident…"

"Don't worry!" Grover yelled angrily. "She didn't freak out and she promised to keep it a secret."

"Grover!" Milo shouted. "You've known her for only a few weeks! How can you trust her?"

"I… I just do," Grover replied.

Zan stared at Grover blankly. "Yep, we have to kill her."

"NO!" Grover yelled again. "It was weird. When I told her that I was Xilian, she looked more… relieved than surprised. She didn't even ask me what a Xilian was. It almost seemed like something that she'd been waiting for, or something."

X sighed. "You're delusional, Grover. You think this random human girl who you just happen to meet at work actually knows what Xilians are and has been WAITING to meet them?"

"I told you, it was just a feeling," Grover replied. "Anyway, I'm not gonna let you guys kill her. We can trust her, I know it."

Zan sighed and put his gun away slowly. "Ok, Grover. But if ANYTHING slips up at all, we CAN find her and put her down."

"Let's hope that's not necessary," X said. "For your sake, Grover…"

Grover swallowed. He now hoped too. He knew Sam's wrath was a horrible thing to incur.