A/N: I expect me to write three more chapters until at least the end of the month. By the way, I only really need one email per person (he knows who he is). Anyways, I expect to end this story off at either chapter ten or thirteen (I've been working on a new—much better—fanfic, which should be out, completed, in 2 months).

Chapter 7

Hours later, Klaus lay awake in the motel room that he and Sunny had decided to stop at (sleeping in the tiny car was getting irritating). He lay thinking of what Sunny, his younger sister, had said to him just a half an hour ago.

"Klaus, you idiot! Where is it?! I swear, if you lost the—"

He cut her off, "A little quieter, if you would, Sunny!"

She was seething with anger, "Just triple-check—to be sure…"

He sighed, she was getting suspicious, he thought. He knew it was rather a matter of when then of if. He would just have to be more careful next time…that's all.

He tucked the item beneath his pillow and made sure Sunny was still asleep, or at least pretending to be. She wasn't really as clever as she thought—she never was, he realized.

Luck couldn't be mistaken for talent…not again, he thought with a chuckle.

Oh well, he could ponder things for now but he knew that action would have to be taken, even if it pained him to do so.

"Are you ready, Klaus?" Sunny. She had a backpack on her. His sides ached.

She grinned, knowing she was torturing him with her 'early bird' attitude. Klaus knew he had put it upon himself. But still, she wasn't exactly 'helpful' at times.

After gathering their things, they hit the road once again. Pain—they didn't know the meaning of it yet.

A/N: Sorry so short…and confusing. I think I'll make lots of small chapters instead of few long chapters. If you object, tell me so in a review.