AN: Sorry guys that the updates aren't coming as frequently at the minute. Course work is ruling my life. I will continue to try and get a chapter posted every week but they may come a few days late. Anyway, here's part 2 of Silurian sands.

Nick lead the way over the narrow pathway of rocks. Taylor limped along closely behind followed by Indie and then Stephen.

"So, is this some kind of giant wind-up? What? One minute I'm in Hackney and the next I'm in the desert. The way I look at it, I've probably been hypnotised or something and you've brought me here as this big joke," Taylor explained her thoughts as she limped across the lightly dusted rocks.

"I bet there are cameras everywhere, watching our every move" She added after a slight pause.

"Yeah, and the public gets to vote which one of us gets eaten first," Nick retaliated as he paced in front of her.

"It's cooler than Big Brother," Taylor responded.

"Yeah! It's more like 'I'm in the Silurian get me out of here'..." Indie laughed.

Taylor joined in with the laughing and paused so she could walk alongside the other female.

"So what is actually going on? Where are we?" The young girl asked a questioning look directed at Indie.

Indie bit her top lip, "Umm," she sounded, as she looked up to Nick and Stephen.

Stephen shrugged and also directed his looks towards Nick.

"Tell her. She's witnessed just about everything there is here and I have no idea how to cover it up," Nick sighed as he came to a halt and faced the other three.

"Tell me what?" Taylor asked.

Indie looked down to the twelve year old. There was a slight discomfort in her stomach. How was she meant to tell a twelve year old that she was currently stood millions of years ago in the past?

Indie started to try and explain, "Well, you see, that big, glowy, sparkly thingy-you know, that thing you walked through... well-"

She was interrupted by Nick, who began to give an answer that was not at all sugar-coated.

"You walked through a rip in time and you are now in the Silurian era, which is about 450 million years ago. Those things, down there, are probably prehistoric scorpions, also known as kirktonensis, " He explained, direct to the point.

Taylor looked between the three of them. A look of disbelief stained her eyes.

"In other words, I'm somehow stuck in a desert with three people who belong in a mad house," She frowned.

"Pretty much," Indie shrugged, unable to think of any other legitimate response.

Stephen slammed his eyes, whilst Nick gave the girl an agitated look before turning back around and continuing his walk.

The pipe:

Abby and Connor remained to wait on the modern side of the anomaly. Both of them let their thoughts distract them, allowing their eyes to leave the anomaly. Their attention snapped back when a scuttling noise came from some metal barrels. A track of many, little feet were all that remained.

Abby and Connor exchanged worried expressions.

"Look, it's getting away. Quick," Abby panicked, following the tracks at a rapid speed.

Connor looked to the anomaly and then over to where Abby had just ran off. With slight hesitation he too, left the anomaly to its own devices and followed Abby.

Through the anomaly:

The temperature was only increasing as the day went on. Their water slowly began to run out, partly because of the amount that they were drinking and partly because of the sun evaporating any sort of liquid it was exposed too.

Nick and Stephen walked on in front whilst Indie and Taylor trailed along slightly behind, deep in conversation. Nick came to a sudden halt as the glowing anomaly came into sight. Only the anomaly wasn't glowing as much as it should have been... but surely, if it was closing, Connor would have said something over the radio. Nope, it was definitely fading!

"Stephen, it's fading!" Nick called out as Stephen came to a stop beside him.

Indie looked up as she heard the words 'it's fading'. Her eyes widened as she saw the sparkle in the distance slowly disappear.

"We need to hurry up, if we stand any chance of getting home," Nick warned.

"Taylors ankle, she can't go any faster on it?" Indie gulped, a nasty feeling laid still in the pit of her stomach.

Stephen looked between the fading anomaly and the injured twelve year old, before making the rational decision to fling the girl over his shoulder so at least they could quicken the pace.

"Put me down! Put me down!" Taylor screamed as she felt herself being suddenly lifted from the ground.

He dropped Taylor back to her feet as he realized even if they quickened the pace, none of them would get back through without being brutally forced beneath the sand. The sands below them were swarmed with the hugely, over-sized scorpions.

Nick looked between Indie and Stephen, "If we walk across the sand, we stand no chance of getting back. We'll be eaten as soon as we finish our first step."

"No, no, no. There must be a way back? There must be!" Indie frantically shook her head. Her voice filled with fear.

Modern time:

Abby and Connor raced around, following the tracks of the small creature that escaped through the anomaly. The tracks stopped at the door of a restaurant. Abby and Connor didn't stop there. The pair of them raced through the kitchen and into the main dining area, following the screams of various members of the public. Abby spotted the large insect as it fell into the children's ball pool area.

"Over there!" Abby pointed out.

Both of them sprinted over to the ball pool area and came to a halt. They exchanged a satisfied look.

"What are we waiting for?" Abby smiled.

"I love this job," Connor grinned as he dove head first into the pit of colourful, plastic balls.

They both rummaged around for a while before Abby clasped the slightly enlarged centipede in her hands. The pair of them left the restaurant with the creature and returned to the anomaly sight. Abby flung the centipede back through the anomaly, it was only then that they both noticed the anomaly slowly contracting.

"It's breaking up!" Abby called out.

Connor ran forwards to the now fading anomaly. Abby grabbed him, using all her strength to prevent him from also disappearing through.

"Cutter, Stephen and Indie, they're going to be trapped! We can't let that happen! We have to warn them!" Connor snapped.

"It's too dangerous!" Abby choked.

She tightened her grip around him, her nails digging into his waist, as he tried to struggle from her hands. The anomaly, with three large flickers then disappeared. Connor stopped struggling and Abby loosened her grip slightly. They both stared wide-eyed to where the anomaly once glistened.

Connors jaw dropped, as the sudden realization that his colleagues and friends had quite literally disappeared off the face of the earth, "They've gone. It's gone,"

Abby swallowed a hard lump, "We've lost them."

Other side of the anomaly.

All four of them stood on the edge of the dusted rocks, as they watched their last hope of returning home vanish.

Indie felt her entire body tense and the terrified-sick feeling sent shudders through her stomach as she watched, what felt like de-ja-vu. This couldn't be happening, not again.

That was it. It was gone. There was no going home. Taylor dropped to the floor.

"What happened? When are we going back?" The small girl asked.

Indie felt a burning sensation in her eyes and then her vision blurred by the welling of tears. She shook her head as she already knew the answer to Taylors questions. The situation was too much to deal with, she needed to be alone to process everything, to process their almost certain fate. With that she pushed past both Nick and Stephen and walked off.

"Where's she going?" Taylor asked, her feelings more confused than scared.

Nick sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

Stephen looked towards Nick and then over to where Indie had walked off, "I'll speak to her."

Lester's office:

"What are the chances of it reopening?" Lester asked as he stood at the window, looking over the main room of the ARC.

Abby, Connor and Jenny stood behind him, still trying to come to terms with what had just happened.

"Some do, some don't." Connor responded in a emotionless, flat tone. His eyes fixed onto a spot on the wall so he didn't have to look into Lester's eyes as he spoke.

"But it could be tomorrow," Jenny commented, trying to give the remaining team members a slight spark of hope.

"Or it could be in a thousand years, we just don't know. That's the problem," Connor added, in the same flat tone. His expression also neutral even though it was clear that he didn't feel the same inside.

Jenny sighed, "I'm sorry, James. We may have to accept that we've lost them."

It seemed to be only Lester who held onto any hope, which was completely out-of-character, considering he couldn't stand Nick, found Indie irritating and felt that Stephen was far too self-confident.

"How long can they survive?" He asked as he moved back towards his desk.

" If they find water, then they could survive for a few weeks," Connor said slowly before pausing for a short second before continuing, "If they don't then..." He stopped talking, the others knew exactly what would happen if they didn't find water. It didn't need an explanation.

Jenny broke the uncomforting, cold silence, "So what do we do now?"

"We carry on. Daphne and Scrappy will have to take charge of the anomaly operation," Lester responded pointing at Abby and Connor as he relaxed back into his chair.

"You mean us?" Connor asked.

"Unfortunately, yes. God help us. Keep a permanent watch on the anomaly site. If it reopens, we go in after them," Lester explained.

"What shall I tell the girl's stepfather?" Jenny asked anxiously.

Lester took a deep breath, "Tell him we did our best. In the meantime we have no option but to get on with the job. Good luck."

Through the anomaly:

Indie sat her self in a large groove in the rocks. She bought her knees up to her face and wiped away the one tear that escaped her eyes. She closed her eyes as she fought off the rest of the salted, water droplets. She let out a defeated sigh and remained still, letting the sun's warm rays beat down on her.

"You can't keep doing this." A familiar voice behind her spoke.

She turned her head towards where the voice came from. Stephen approached her.

"You can't keep running when things go wrong." He stated as he stood over her.

"You don't understand," Indie sniffled back, refusing to make eye contact with him.

Stephen sat down next to her and looked out across the endless desert.

"I understand just as much as you do," He responded after a long pause of silence.

Indie sighed again and rested her head on Stephen's shoulder. He looked down at her and placed his arm around her back.

"Out of all the ways to die. I didn't think it would be dying of thirst in a desert. I might just throw myself to the scorpion things. It would be quicker," She sniffed.

He pulled her closer to his side, "Yeah, well, there could still be a chance that the anomaly will reopen."

Indie tilted her head so she could look at him, "I waited six years to get out of the Jurassic. For an anomaly that lasted what, a few hours. I don't think we're going home. Here is our fate."

"We can hope, it's better than fantasizing about our deaths. Don't rely on fate because it can change," Stephen responded before planting a quick kiss on her lips.

He got back to his feet, pulling Indie up with him.

"I've left your dad with Taylor, we should probably get back before he ends up throwing her to the scorpions,"

"There you are!" Nick called out as he spotted Indie appear from over the rocks alongside Stephen.

The four of them sat in silence on the edge of the rocks.

Taylor broke the silence, "There isn't a way out of here, is there?"

"Sure there is," Nick gulped.

"You're lying. Adults always lie. My mum told me she was going to be all right, but she wasn't. She died. Now you're lying too, just like her!" The girl burst out.

"We're going to die in this stupid place!" She continued.

"Alright, we're not in great shape right now but I promise you one thing, we're not going to die," Nick promised.

"There has to be something we can do, other than just sit here?" Indie mentioned.

"There are clouds due east, which could mean a body of water and vegetation, which means food and shelter. We should head that way," Stephen suggested.

Nick nodded in agreement before turning back to Taylor, "We stay on the rocks as far as we can, alright?"

The four of them got to their feet and began to once again trek across the lightly dusted trail of rock.

Before walking, Taylor turned round to Stephen to give him a small warning, "If you ever try to pick me up again, I'll bite you."

The four of them walked in single file along the stoney, narrow, lightly sanded gully. Taylor kept everyone away from the deafening silence by asking rather grim questions in a casual tone of voice, which soon irritated Nick but amused the others.

"Would you rather die of thirst or be eaten?" Taylor asked before continuing, not leaving any time for anyone else to give their response, "I think I'd rather be eaten, then at least it's quick. Two bites. Done... You're all like four or five bites, so it would be worse for you."

"Hmm, I think I'd rather be eaten too. It's quicker and then no-one has to complain about how thirsty they are," Indie chirped in answer of Taylor's question.

"But then you have to contend with the nasty screams whilst they are being eaten..." Taylor added casually.

"Can you not try to be positive for five minutes? You know, hopeful," Nick suggested whilst trying to keep his temper under control.

Amused by the rather calm reaction from her father, Indie decided to keep the negative but casual comments going. In a strange way, it took her mind of the fact that she was probably going to die.

"We're probably the best food around, you know," She commented.

Indie's comment started Taylor off again, with her much more detailed remarks, "Imagine you're a giant sand thing. Living on nothing but millipedes and then you get to taste people for the first time, all gooey and warm. We'd be like a delicacy... So who will they eat first?"

Stephen observed at the back, grinning to himself as he watched Nick's face tense.

"Why don't you sing a song or whistle, or something? Anything. Just stop talking!" Nick snapped after a frustrated sigh.

Stephen's observations turned to the distance. A very small sparkle caught his eye. He stopped walking and narrowed his eyes to try to get a better look.

"What?" Nick asked, as he noticed that the tracker had stopped walking.

Stephen turned to him, with a slight expression of hope, "Did you see that?"

"See what?" Nick repeated.

Stephen turned back to the distance to try to point the glow out, only he couldn't find it again.

The small expression of hope left his face, "Forget it."

They continued their way through the dusted gully. No one spoke a word. It was just that hopeless silence. The silence was punctured as the sound of Nick's hand-held anomaly detector started to receive signals.

"Oh, thank God," Nick sighed with relief.

That continuous beeping sound was like music to all of their ears. That lost hope returned and their certain fate became a lot less certain.

"I really do love that sound right now!" Indie grinned.

Taylor turned her nose up, "What is it?"

"That's hope. We've found a new anomaly," Nick replied, poking the detector.

"Which way?" Stephen asked.

" I can hear a train," Taylor piped up.

They all fell silent to listen to noise, the noise that seemed to be getting closer and closer.

"Me too but..." Indie claimed before she was interrupted

"There were no trains in the Silurian," Stephen stated, finishing off Indie's sentence.

Nick looked around the corner and spotted what the sound was actually coming from.

"It's not a train...It's a sand storm," Nick announced.

Stephen grabbed Taylor and Indie's arms and pushed them both into one of the sheltered cracks in the rocks. As Nick went to follow he tripped over a protruding piece of stone, making him drop the anomaly detector onto a small ledge further down the rocks. Nick quickly gathered himself back up and ran for another crack in the rocks, forgetting to grab the detector.

Modern time - pipe:

Jenny looked into the pipe where the anomaly once glowed, desperation engulfed her face.
Connor and Abby stood a few feet behind her, with the same look on their faces.

"Abby, I don't think I can do this on my own," Connor admitted.

"You won't have to. They'll be back," Abby reassured, though she really wasn't sure if she would ever see her three colleagues again.

"How long do we wait?" Connor asked.

"I can't put this off any longer," Jenny responded as she suddenly remembered that she should really be at her engagement party and not staring down an empty pipe.

"We'll stay here," Abby stated. Connor nodded in agreement.

Jenny gave the two of them a look of sorrow, "Okay. Call me if there's any change or - Just call me."

The PR woman then headed off down the small alley way. Jenny knew that before she attended any party, it was her job to inform Taylor's step-dad of the tragic news.

Through the anomaly:

"Get your foot off of my-" Indie snarled, as they all started to move around to get out from the small gap that they managed to squeeze themselves into.

"Ow," Taylor whined as an elbow hit the side of her head.

The three of them emerged from the crack in the rock and stumbled over to pull Nick out from the hole that he managed to stuff himself into.

"I dropped the damned detector," Nick admitted as he moved out into the open.

"So this is where hope gets you," Taylor spat.

Suddenly the detectors distinctive beeps could be heard in the air. The four of them exchanged a look before starting to rummage around in the sand. Nick looked over a small ledge and spotted it beneath a small stone. He leant over and grabbed it. Indie, Stephen and Taylor hurried over to him as they realized the detector had been found.

"Remind me to tell Connor he did a good job on these things," Nick smiled as he admired the small device.

"Which way?" Stephen asked.

An unfamiliar voice sounded only a few feet away from them, "I'll take that,"

The four of them looked up to see the malls-cleaner pointing a rifle at them. Indie gulped.

"I thought it might be you!" Nick called out.

The cleaner-now-soldier laughed, "There's only one ticket out of here and I'm taking it,"

Nick threw the detector at him with some force. It landed onto the sand with a small thud. The thud was still loud enough to send vibrations through the sand.

"And the water," The strange man ordered.

Nick chucked one bottle, once again it landed onto the sand with a thud.

"Nah. All of it," The man shook his head.

Nick grabbed the sack of water and threw it into the air, "Without water we're gonna be dead in a couple of hours."

Indie looked between the man and her dad. She paused to think for a few seconds before she understood why her dad was throwing him all of their stuff. She bent down and plucked a few moderate sized rocks from the floor. One by one she chucked them at the mans feet. Nick smiled as he saw the first rock land.

"Throwing rocks at me isn't going to improve your chances of getting out of here, darling," The man sniggered.

Stephen put his hand on Indie's shoulder implying to her that she should stop. Unknowing to what the man would have done if she carried on. It was a good idea and all but it wasn't worth her getting shot, it was best to leave the ideas to Nick.

Nick took a light step onto the sand, being careful to produce as least vibrations as he possibly could.

"Come on. Take us with you. At least take the girl. She's done nothing wrong," He pleaded.

The man aimed his rifle at Nick's feet and began to shoot around him.

Nick took another step forwards, "Or at least leave us some water."

"You follow me, I'll shoot you," The man warned.

Nick continued to carry on walking "We're dead anyway so go ahead."

The man shot at his feet again, "I'm warning you,"

"You think I'm scared of you?" Nick laughed.

"You should be," the man responded, unaware of the moving lump of sand that approached him.

With one puff of dust, the arrogant man was waist deep in sand and was slowly being pulled further under, "Help me!"

"Tough break," Nick huffed as he retrieved the man's rifle.

"It's eating me!" The man winced.

Stephen watched the distressing scene. He turned to Indie and Taylor, "Stay here."

"Where are you going?" Indie asked warily.

"Don't worry, just turn around and don't watch," He ordered.

Stephen ran out onto the sand and over to the man who was slowly being dragged under the ground. He bent down so he was directly in front of the mans face.

"Who sent you! It was Lester, wasn't it?" He hissed as he recalled his and Helen's conversation from that morning.

"I'm a professional. I don't talk. Ever," The man winced before he disappeared from the earth's surface.

"You're absolutely certain you don't know anything?" Stephen asked as he and Nick slowly began to back up to the rocks.

"I know one thing," Nick gulped before continuing, "It's not a great idea to run and shout in the sand,"

Stephen nodded, "Good point."

The four of them slowly paced up a slight hill. The rocks ended and the device lead them trekking through the cruel sands. The sun only became warmer meaning the water was disappearing faster.

"We've got no choice, but if we tread lightly, we should be okay. According to this, the anomaly should be over the crescent of the dune," Nick explained.

With that, Taylors ankle finally gave way, causing her to fall to the ground. All of them froze and listened for any movement from beneath them. Not a sound. They relaxed. Indie slowly shuffled over to Taylor and helped her back to her feet. As Taylor stood up, Stephen was dragged under. Nick dropped all the supplies and grabbed his arm and Indie ran over to grab his other. Stephen shook his head, knowing that if they didn't let go, all three of them would go under. Both of them reluctantly let go and then he too, was dragged beneath the sand.

Taylor stopped her continuous screaming to think. She thought back to how Nick managed to get the creature over to the strange man. Maybe, if they did the same thing the creature would return to the surface? She exchanged a look with the panicked Indie then ran aimlessly around on the sand, screaming and shouting.

Nick looked up at her, his eyes widened, "No! No, stand still! Stay till!"

Indie looked around confused, this quick easy trip through the anomaly really wasn't going to plan.

Suddenly, the scorpion emerged from the sand with Stephen in its jaws. Nick pushed Indie and Taylor back out of harms way but the vibrations from that only attracted another, bigger scorpion. The smaller scorpion dropped Stephen as it saw the larger creature approach. He quickly got to his feet as the two scorpions began to fight. He ran over to Nick.

"Take her!" Nick shouted as he pushed Taylor towards Stephen.

Nick turned and ran towards the two scorpions.

"Dad?!" Indie screeched as loud as she possibly could.

"I need the bag!" He responded as he edged closer and closer to the fighting creatures.

Stephen grabbed her hand and dragged her up the dune he too shouting out to Nick, "Ditch the bag! Get outta there! Come on!"

They reached the top of the dune found a hollowed out shell. The three of them exchanged a look before lining the shell up with the anomaly that glowed at the bottom of the sanded hill.

"Look! Quick, get in!" Stephen ordered.

Indie climbed in with Taylor sat on her lap. Stephen held onto the shell to give Nick the chance to catch up with them. With a bit of luck Nick was soon to appear over the dune, closely followed by a rather agitated scorpion. Him and Stephen then clambered into the shell and let it slide down the hill.

"Where are we going now?" Indie asked as they rapidly approached the anomaly.

"Are we going home now?" Taylor added.

"We're going somewhere," Nick responded.

The four of them exited the shell and sprinted through the anomaly. The anomaly lead them into a heavily wooded area.

Nick observed the area, "We're not at home, but at least there's no sand."

"Any guesses where we are?" Stephen asked as he too observed his surroundings.

"It doesn't look like the Jurassic, I can tell you that much," Indie smiled as she dusted the remaining sand off of her.

"No, this is far later than the Jurassic. The air's normal, woodland looks familiar, it's gotta be within the last few thousand years," Nick explained.

Indie nodded before a small camp far in the distance caught her attention.

"Oh, look! I wonder if anyone's home?" She chirped as she wandered over, closely followed by Taylor.

The camp contained a burned out log fire and a singular tent made from various animal skins.

"Cool," Taylor smiled

"If no one lives here, we could stay here for a bit." Indie stated as she bent down and pulled back one of the skin sheets, peering into the small tent, "Hello?"

"I don't think anyone's here," Taylor shrugged as she threw a twig onto the fire.

Nick and Stephen frowned at each other as they noticed that the girls had disappeared.

Nick let out a frustrated sigh, "Right, they can't have gone far. I just wish Indie would stop wandering off...especially in an unknown territory"

"Their foot prints should lead us to them," Stephen suggested as he spotted their tracks on the ground.

After a few minutes of walking in silence Nick tried to mentally work out what time period they were walking through.

"I think we're in the middle Palaeolithic," he muttered as he tried to figure out where Indie and Taylor had disappeared to.

Indie straightened up from the tent as she felt another body present behind her.

"Indie?" Taylor shuddered with a gulp.

As Indie straightened up she picked up a small rock and discreetly clasped it tightly in her hand. Nervously, she turned around. A tall man, dressed in various skins faced her. He had a long spear pointed at her chest. She let out a shriek and threw the rock and the mans head, knocking him unconscious. She looked over the body, her eyes widened and her hand over her mouth.

Taylors face dropped as she replayed what just happened in her mind. She backed up slightly, moving away from the unconscious body.

"Is it dead?" Taylor asked, not even considering the man to be human.

"I, uhh. I don't think so?" Indie responded, her hand over her mouth.

Nick and Stephen exchanged a look as they heard a piercing scream. Both men sprinted over to where the scream came from, to find Indie stood in front of an unconscious man. Nick scratched his head as he tried to work out who had screamed, the man or Indie?

Stephen walked over to Indies side and looked down at the man, "That doesn't look right."

"No, I did wonder if the colourful underwear was normal...so is this guy not a caveman?" Indie shrugged.

"I think you just knocked out an actor, Ind...How did you manage that?" Stephen asked.

"A rock..." She muttered in response.

He chuckled slightly, "You really are lethal with rocks and stones."

"Well, you guys won't let me have a gun so I need a weapon of some sort," She shrugged with a cheeky smile.

Nick approached them with Taylor, who also looked down at the non-caveman-man.

The four of them gasped as Connor and Abby unexpectedly ran out from the trees.

"I knew you'd make it back!" Abby beamed.

" It is really, really good to see you guys," Connor added.

Stephen gave Connor a stern look, "Yeah, a few basic plants... Some bugs."

Connor gave him a blank look, completely oblivious to the ordeal the four others had been through, "What?"

Lost world adventure park:

Nick, Indie and Stephen walked down the path to meet Lester.

"These are the highest stakes we've ever played for. You say a word now, we could lose everything," Nick warned them both.

"So do nothing?" Stephen asked.

"We just have to be sure," Nick stated.

Lester stood directly in front of the trio, "Welcome to The Lost World Adventure Park, complete with cavemen, concrete dinosaurs and water slides."

Stephen gave Lester one look and stormed off. Indie looked between Nick and Lester then let out a sigh before running after him.

By the cars:

Stephen had already started packing the equipment away when Indie approached him.

"Umm, what was that you were telling me earlier, about running away from problems?" Indie raised an eyebrow as she rested her hands on her hips.

"I didn't run away from them, anyway, it's not me who has the problem," He responded

"But as my dad said, it might not be Lester either. It could be someone else," Indie moved her weight onto one side.

He gave her a funny look before continuing to pack away.

"Right that's it. I'm staying around yours. Movie and pizza." Indie smiled.

Stephen looked up at her, "Oh really?"

"Yes, I am and you will stop being so grumpy." She responded.

Stephen's flat

They both entered the flat. Stephen put down the carrier bags onto the kitchen sides whilst Indie jumped around aimlessly singing along to the song that was playing in the car. Stephen leant against the kitchen sides and watched her. He was particularly amazed that she still had any energy left after the day that they had just had. Of course, it wasn't long before she ran into an inanimate object and fell into a heap on his bed. Stephen watched from the doorway with an amused smile on his face. The smile faded when she didn't get back up or in fact move at all. He wandered over to her and sat on the edge of the bed.

" You alright?" He asked concerned.

With that she rolled onto her back in a fit of laughter.

Stephen shook his head, "You're not normal."

Indie's face dropped and she sat up.

"You don't think I'm normal?" She asked, her voice sounded disheartened.

He immediately noticed her change in emotion and wrapped his arms around to her and whispered into her ear, "Normal's boring. You shouldn't want to be normal."

She looked up to him and their lips met in the middle. The kiss started out soft and gentle but soon turned into something far more passionate as he pushed her back onto the bed, their lips parted for a brief second.

His eyes were fixed onto hers, " and that's why I love you."

Their lips met again and things escalated quite quickly from there. Movie and pizza didn't happen.

Later that night:

Indie laid with her head rested on Stephens chest. She tilted her head up slightly, he appeared to be asleep. She snuggled up to his side a little more.

"You alright?" He asked.

Indie gasped slightly, "I thought you were asleep?"

"I was trying but you don't keep still,"

"Sorry..." Indie apologized.

Stephen moved his arm around her waist.

"What was your childhood like?" She asked as she closed her eyes.

Stephen looked down at her, "It was alright, I suppose. I was one of three, as you know. Though, I didn't exactly get on very well with my parents or my older brother so I spent a lot of time away from them, doing sports. Still, they provided food, clothes and shelter. I don't really have anything to do with them anymore. I still speak to my sister, we're pretty close."

"How come you didn't get along with them?" Indie yawned.

"They just didn't approve of some of the decisions I made and no matter what I did, I'd never do it to my brother's standard. If I'm honest, I don't even think they realized what they were doing,"

"I'd still swap my childhood for yours any day," Indie responded as she cuddled up to him.

He smiled and planted a kiss on the top of her head, "Try and get some sleep, dare say there will be another anomaly to tend to tomorrow."

"Night, love you" He whispered as he moved his arm tighter around her.

"Love you too," Indie responded in a drowsy voice.