We all went up to Mark's hotel room and Mark offered Glen and me the other bed. I stole Glen's t-shirt for pyjamas and went sound asleep, whilst the long lost brothers caught up on two lifetimes of memories.
I woke next morning to the sound of my love snoring next to me. I got changed and walked into the main room where Mark was doing up his boots.
"Fancy going out for breakfast whilst little brother sleeps the day away?"
"What if he wakes up and wonders where we are?"
"We'll blame me Rachel. Don't worry, I mentioned it to him last night."
We went out to the car park and walked over to a truck towing a motorcycle and two helmets. He pulled the bike of the trailer, offered me a helmet, we both got on and zoomed off.
Mark parked up outside the Ace Café, notorious for bikers. As soon as we walked in, the waitress recognised him and asked if I was his daughter.
"Nope she's my sister in law."
After explaining what I studied at school, how Glen and I met and what jobs I was applying for now, I had to double check something with Mark.
"So what personality did you tell we were coming here?"
"Glen. Why?"
"Because-" Sure enough my phone started ringing. Guess who it was?
"Rachel! Where are you?"
"Shhh… I'm fine. We are at a local café, we'll be back soon." He hung up.
Mark cringed. "Whoops. I guess multiple personalities aren't as easy to deal with as I thought. Who was it?"
"I believe it was Mycroft. He had a slightly snooty tone between all the shouting."
"He's never… hit you, has he?"
"Nope. Well, unless with a pillow counts." We went back to the hotel room and sure enough found Mycroft pacing in his jeans, showing off his hot 8-pack. Yes, I said an 8-pack.
The minute he saw me, Mycroft picked me up, kissed me and whispered how scared he was in my ear. He turned on Mark.
"What are you doing? Taking her from me!"
"Mycroft just let Glen out. I told Glen we were going for breakfast, just not you."
"Why? Am I not a person as well? Just because I'm not as talented a fighter as Kane or Caleb doesn't mean I'm not a threat to you Marcus!"
"Sorry Mycroft. I'll alert all of you next time."
"You better if you know what's good for you." And on that note, his shoulder rolled and Glen made an appearance.
"What did I miss?"