Chapter 3

Athos's POV (one of the only times I'll use this POV)

Why was Aramis defending the girl? She was a thief. We were in Captain Treville's office trying to decide what to do with her.

"We have no other choice." I stated.

"We aren't going to hang her! End of discussion!" Treville barked at us. There was an uneasy silence in the room as we all pondered our choices.

"We could disguise her as a man, have her train with the Musketeers. That way we could keep an eye on her." D'Artagnan suggested. Rather ingenious actually. I nodded in approval.

"It's the best option, well it's the only option we've got." Porthos said with a shrug. The door swung inward and there stood Aramis. He gave me an apologetic glance before leaning against the wall.

"She's awake." He spoke quietly.

"Well what did she say?" I asked impatiently.

"Her name is Scarlett Delacour, that's all she said. What did you decide?" He inquired.

"We've decided to disguise her and have her train here. But she will have to stay here, under your supervision." Treville told him. He nodded and turned his gaze on me. He gave me another apologetic look and I shrugged. He turned heel and left the office.

Scarlett's POV

Aramis left the room, telling me that he had some business with the other Musketeers, and that he would be back as soon as possible. I waited, ten minutes, twenty, thirty, he finally came back. He smirked at me as soon as he came through the door.

"Looks like we'll be spending a lot of time together little thief." He chuckled playfully.

"Oh joy!" I exclaimed sarcastically. I mean I didn't mind the idea, except for he had just as much attitude as I did and that could get me in a lot of trouble.

"I'd watch that mouth girl, if you keep running it like that, it could cause you some serious problems." He had no idea how many times I'd gotten into sticky situations because I didn't know when to keep my mouth shut. I thought about telling him to go screw up someone else's life, but refrained from doing so. He was right, if I didn't learn when to stop talking, it could get me into more trouble. Instead I muttered profanities under my breath.

Aramis's POV

As soon as I exited Treville's office I raced back to my room. She was waiting for me, I smirked to myself, this would be fun.

"Looks like we'll be spending a lot of time together little thief." I chuckled.

"Oh joy!" Her reply was dripping with sarcasm. She had just as much attitude as I did, this would be fun.

"I'd watch that mouth girl, if you keep running it like that, it could cause you some serious problems." I chuckled darkly. She looked as if she was going to say something but decided against it, instead she started cursing under her breath. It would be interesting that's for sure. I walked to the side of the bed and sat down beside her. "So you're going to be staying here, in the Garrison. Treville is preparing a room for you but it won't be ready for a couple of days. Looks like you'll be staying with me for now." I smirked again. She looked like she was ready to murder me.

"No! No way in hell! Forget it!" She snarled. I laughed at her reaction.

"Well you don't have a choice." I smiled. She groaned in response. I retracted my earlier statement, this wouldn't be fun, it would be hilarious.