Hey folks! It's Deeny, how's it going?

Here's the next chapter. Now, I had an idea. Would you lot rather have my average of around 1200-1500 word chapters more often, or would you prefer a much longer chapter but less frequent than the shorter ones? Answers on a postcard please or well… in a message! Hahahaha!

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P.S. I promise Ezio will be in this more soon, I'm building up to it!

DISCLAIMER: Assassin's Creed and its characters are owned by Ubisoft. Original Characters are of my own creation.

Ezio felt a hand gently shaking his arm.

'Ezio, wake up we're here.' It was Grace who was currently unbuckling her seat belt and opening the driver's door. Ezio shook his head and stretched a bit before he did the same. Stepping out of the car and shutting the door behind himself; he looked around to find that Grace had driven in to a rather large building. Grace was now opening the boot door of the car and she had begun to rummage around the collection of cases. She pulled out the larger case containing the Barrett before letting Ezio take the smaller duffel bag and H&K case. Ezio's ears perked up when he heard the sound of footsteps against metal.

'Grace? Grace is that you!?'

Ezio looked out from round the car boot door at a slim girl with short hair running toward Grace with her arms outstretched. She had almost launched herself at Grace who was now laughing; embracing the girl with her free arm.

'Ahh Rebecca it's so good to see you again!' Grace exclaimed. The two girls laughed at each other as they embraced. Ezio however was now looking at the three other figures that were descending down the metal staircase and ramps. A young looking blonde woman wandered over with a huge smile on her face. The Rebecca girl had finally released Grace and now the blonde woman was hugging her.

'Grace it's been too long.' Said the blonde as she wrapped her arms around Grace, squeezing her tightly.

'You can say that again. It's been like what, ten years nearly?' Grace replied. 'How you holding up?'

'Getting by as you can see. It's been tough but we're holding on.'

Grace just nodded until she heard a voice talking to her.

'Well at least we finally have someone normal with us now.' Said the voice.

'What Shaun you mean English?' Rebecca chortled.

'Of course. What else would I mean.' The man named Shaun retorted. He wandered over to Grace and gave her a hug. Then Ezio noticed that Grace and Shaun did some kind of strange handshake with each other.

Grace eventually turned to Ezio, then everyone else turned to face him. 'Well I guess Shaun filled you in on what has happened. Please everyone, this is Ezio. Ezio, this is Rebecca, Lucy and Shaun. They're assassins too.'

The group all waved at each other and said their hellos. Though Ezio and Grace were keen to know who the random guy stood behind them was. Then Grace remembered that Shaun mentioned some "new guy" that had joined them.

'And who might this be?' Grace asked. The group parted to reveal a rather tall man with short dark hair, wearing jeans and a white hoodie in which his hands were stashed in his pockets. He took a few steps closer to Grace and drew his right hand out of his hoodie pocket.

'Grace, this is Desmond Miles. Desmond, meet Grace Harvey.' Lucy introduced the two.

Grace studied Desmond's face. Shaun said that he was a descendant of Ezio but she was shocked at the resemblance they shared. Their eyes were almost the same, their noses were identical, the strong jawline matched, they even had scars on their lips in the same place. Desmond reached his hand out which Grace took, giving a firm shake.

'It's nice to finally meet you Desmond.' Grace said sincerely.

'You too.' Desmond replied. He had a nice smooth voice. I wonder if he's anything like Ezio… Grace thought. Then she remembered the important bit. She turned back round to Ezio.

'Ezio, we weren't really sure if we should tell you this or not but we agreed that we should in the end.' Grace motioned her hand toward Desmond as she continued to speak to Ezio. 'Desmond here is actually one of your descendants.'

There was silence between everyone. It didn't feel uncomfortable but it was slightly awkward. Until Ezio reached his hand out to Desmond.

'It's a pleasure to meet you Desmond.' He said in his Italian accented English.

Desmond didn't really do anything for a few seconds until he reached out his own hand and shook Ezio's firmly. He looked almost reluctant.

'Likewise.' He simply stated.

Grace rolled her eyes. Wow he's a man of many words. She thought. She started feeling quite uncomfortable now and was sure that the others would be too, especially watching the display between Ezio and Desmond. She wasn't sure if it was a hint of reluctance between them that made everything feel awkward or the fact that they were family meeting each other from different times; or even if it was just because they were men. She eventually decided that it was a mixture of them all.

'Right then.' Shaun clapped his hands together, jolting everyone else back to reality. 'Shall we get down to business then.'

'Yes, lets.' Grace replied, thankful of Shaun's intervention. She grabbed a few bags of shopping she got on the way down; just some random supplies they may have needed and some food. Ezio had the other gun case and had a hold of a few more shopping bags. Rebecca had the remaining bags leaving Shaun carrying two cases which he was not happy about.

'So we got you some supplies on the way down, don't really know if you needed anything or what you all wanted so I just got some bits and bobs.' Grace said as she walked up the metal stairs with the group. She eyed that Desmond character as he was walking alongside Lucy; he looked like he was whispering to her or at least making an attempt to; she could hear his voice just enough to make out a few words.

'Yeah thanks for that, we were kinda running low on some things.' Rebecca replied. 'We haven't really been able to go out. I hope you brought some fun stuff though.'

'Of course I did!' Grace exclaimed trying to sound like she was offended. 'One bottle of Single Malt, 2 bottles of vodka, few bottles of wine and… tequila.'

The group eventually made their way up to the warehouse's loft. The loft's main room was fairly large and housed most of the teams equipment including Rebecca's baby; the Animus 2.0. Other than that, nothing had really changed in this hideout since the last time Grace was here. The small kitchen area was still tucked away in a different room. There was a small bathroom along one of the halls and another room where there were around half a dozen beds dotted about. It was all they needed really. The window at the back of the kitchen provided an excellent view of the surrounding area. Grace decided this is where she would keep watch. Everybody who was carrying something took it to its new home.

Ezio and Grace's luggage ended up in the makeshift bedroom whilst all the shopping was left in the kitchen. Soon Grace was setting up her gear by the kitchen window. She found a small table going spare in one of the rooms and carried it over to the window. She needed a large, flat surface to rest the Barrett and it's bipod on to keep it steady should she need to shoot. Ezio in the meantime had laid the H&K case he was carrying in a space on the table. Grace thanked him as she grabbed a nearby pair of binoculars that were resting on the window sill. Soon, she had a chair set up and was prepping her equipment; laying out her Barrett magazines ready to be loaded if she needed them. The kitchen window provided a perfect for her to monitor the outside should anybody try wandering in to the large yard in front of the warehouse. Happy with her set up so far, she glanced at Ezio only to catch him yawning again.

'Ezio why don't you go get some rest in a proper bed? You've been dozing off in the car all day today you should at least get a few hours in.' Grace said to him. By the way he looked; Ezio was in no fit state to argue. He was in fact really really tired. Though Grace herself wasn't fairing that well either, she even mentioned that she could do with a few hours sleep too before it started getting dark outside and she would offer to take the evening guard shift. Both Grace and Ezio turned round to see the group working away at computers. Or in Desmond's case he was laid back in the Animus. Grace spoke up just so they could hear her.

'Um, guys we're gonna go sleep for a bit. We're both tired and I'm offering to do the evening guard shift. She said with a slightly raised voice so everybody could hear. They all nodded and said their replies as Ezio and Grace walked in the direction of the main bedroom where it was cooler and quieter from the lack of serious machinery. Grace fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow; she didn't realise just exactly how tired she was. But a few hours went by pretty quickly and found herself waking up just as it got in to the evening. Ezio was still passed out on the bed opposite her. She didn't have the heart to wake him so she silently trudged out of the bedroom and back in to the main room of the loft to see what the others were doing. Shaun was talking to Rebecca about something and Lucy was still working away at her computer, Desmond however was nowhere to be seen. Grace ducked back through in to the kitchen and began pottering around with cups she had found and the hammered a few buttons on a nearby coffee machine. She found a small tray and arranged a sugar bowl, a small milk jug and a few teaspoons on it. The coffee machine was gurgling away as the jug slowly filled with the dark substance. As soon as the machine clicked off, Grace poured the coffee in to the cups and took the tray through in to the main room. Shaun and Rebecca ceased their chattering when they noticed their friend had brought them coffee. Grace however had picked up one of the cups, stirred in a spoonful of sugar along with a splash of milk and took it over to Lucy who was sat glaring at her computer screen and rubbing her eyes.

'Here, looks like you could do with a break.' Grace said as she handed the coffee to Lucy.

'Thanks Grace.' Lucy replied as she took the coffee. She sipped at the hot beverage before she stood up from her desk and took her place beside Grace as they walked over to Shaun and Rebecca who were sat down on the sofa.

'So, I guess we all need to talk about Ezio.' Grace spoke up. There was a moment of silence in the group, none of them had any idea about what to do or if there was even a way to get him back to his own time. 'I think we can safely say that it was a POE that cause all this.'

Everyone nodded their head in agreement.

'Well I'm pretty sure that it was the same piece of Eden that Abstergo were experimenting with for the Philadelphia Experiment.' Shaun spoke up. 'If we knew where it was perhaps we could think of something from there?'

'And I think we can rule out any paradoxes.' Rebecca said as she sipped her coffee. 'I mean, Ezio's been out of his time for a while now and nothing seems to have changed here.'

'That is true.' Grace replied. 'What do you think Lucy?'

Lucy looked deep in thought before she spoke. 'Well we can research what we can for the time being and see if we can't track down this POE. We still need a bit more time before Desmond gets the full benefits of the Animus Bleeding Effect. He's still not fully trained.'

'Well I can help you there.' Grace interjected. 'I mean the Bleeding Effect will only teach him so much but he'd still need to function like a modern assassin.'

'Would you do that?' Lucy asked her friend.

'Of course! If he is one of us and he needs to be trained then, yeah. We are kinda dwindling in numbers.' Grace replied. 'If Desmond really can help our cause then I don't see why not.'

'Fine then. It's settled.' Lucy said as she placed her coffee cup down the table.

'What's settled?' A voice came from over near the door out to the hallway. It was Desmond who walked in rubbing a small towel across his head and face.

'Oh Desmond.' Lucy greeted him as he walked over to the group. 'We were just talking about your training through the Bleeding Effect. Grace has offered to train you too.'

'Do you think it's necessary?' Desmond questioned sounding ever so slightly hostile.

Grace couldn't help but scorn at that remark and Shaun had noticed. He nudged her in the side with his elbow and she flinched. She didn't like the tone of Desmond's voice. But Lucy put him straight before Grace even had a chance to open her mouth.

'Desmond we can't always rely on the Animus and the Bleeding Effect. Grace can teach you how modern assassins work plus it would give you a chance to practice what you've learnt so far.'

Grace thought that she wouldn't have put it quite that way but Lucy was right. Practice does indeed make perfect and with what little time they had; Desmond would come in handy especially if he was trained properly. Grace had looked over Desmond's notes that Rebecca had made from his Animus sessions and he was in fact learning his trade through Ezio; who was good. But modern day assassins couldn't rely on the old methods all the time. They needed up to date combat methods and serious automatic weaponry.

Desmond didn't say anything for a while. But he did speak eventually.

'Okay I'll do it.'

'Great.' Grace said as she rose from the sofa. 'We'll start A.S.A.P. But not right now I'm on security detail, I'll speak to you all later I got a monitor to set up.'

'I can do that for you!' Rebecca exclaimed.

'No no I can do it, it's no problem.' Grace replied, but Rebecca wasn't having any of it. The two women made their way in to the kitchen, taking the empty coffee cups with them.

'He'll warm up to you eventually.' Rebecca said to Grace as she placed the cups in the sink. 'It's been hard for him from what I can gather, plus Ezio being right here right now must be quite a shock.'

Grace sighed. Rebecca was right. Grace remembered in Shaun's e-mail that Desmond had been kidnapped and that could never be a nice experience for anyone and the fact that one of his ancestors; one who's memories he was reliving right now through the Animus was here in the same building with him must be shocking. But still, if she was going to be helping train him, then she would not be soft with him. She never got that luxury when she was being trained even when she was young.

'Right let me go get the gear you need and I'll have it set up in a few minutes.' Rebecca said as she turned to leave. She soon returned with a flat screen monitor and a laptop. She proceeded to hook everything together with the necessary cables close to where Grace would be sitting on watch. Soon, everything was up and running showing live feeds of the security cameras surrounding the warehouse.

'Thanks Becca.' Grace said as she glanced at the security feeds. 'I guess I better start my job now huh?' She giggled. Rebecca gave Grace a quick hug.

'It's great having you back.'

Grace was now on her own for the time being. She changed the filter in the coffee machine and filled it up with fresh water and ground coffee she found in a small canister left out on the work top. It would take a few minutes to fill the jug so Grace took a quick walk to the bedroom where Ezio was still sleeping. He had slept pretty much all day. Grace was quite jealous of this she was lucky if she even got a decent night's sleep once every few weeks. She felt quite bad for him though, thinking about it he probably never got much sleep either so really even though he was a long long way away from his own time; she thought he deserved the rest. Thought it may be completely different when he woke up as he could possibly be even more lethargic from over-sleeping. She chuckled to herself when the thought popped in to her head that what Ezio may have right now was some form of time-travelling jet-lag. She shrugged off her giggling and made her way over to the bed she was sleeping in earlier. There was a small set of bedside drawers she had put her handgun in before she had her nap so she quickly retrieved it before leaving the room. She bumped in to Shaun on the way back to the kitchen; he was on his way to bed for the night. Grace high-five'd him as they passed each other.

Soon she was back in the kitchen, fixing her just brewed coffee with a few sugars and a good measure of milk before she sat down at the table. The clock on the wall stated it was just after midnight and it would be a good while before dawn broke. Grace would sit and fiddle with her guns, check the cameras, look out the window with her binoculars, gulp her coffee down, fiddle with her guns again, flick through the pages of a gossip magazine she found, check the cameras again, read through the pages of some recipe books someone had left, check the cameras again. It carried on for hours. It was edging toward twenty minutes to three in the morning when Grace was on her fourth mug of coffee and she heard shuffling out in the hallway outside the kitchen. Desmond walked in wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts. Grace's eyes nearly fell out of her head. She wanted to say something but she couldn't. It was either going to come out a garbled mess or she would probably lose her temper especially since she didn't like the tone Desmond was talking in before. He was now stood at the sink filling a glass with water from the tap. He downed the water and placed the glass in the sink. Grace acted non-chalant, almost as if he wasn't there as she concentrated on the security feeds on the monitor.

'I'm sorry I…' Desmond trailed off. Grace looked up at him as he tried speaking. 'I'm sorry I've been quite weird with you.'

Grace was slightly baffled at Desmond's sudden outburst but accepted his apology anyway. 'It's okay, no need to say you're sorry.'

'I've just… There's a lot going on right now I'm having a hard time accepting what's happening y'know?' Desmond said. Grace studied him further; he seemed a little exasperated whilst he was trying to talk to her. He did look an awful lot like Ezio, even down to the scar they both had. He was quite tall and muscular, a bit leaner than Ezio though.

'Listen, Desmond.' Grace put on her "I'm only going to say this once voice." 'I know you've been through a tough time recently but that's already happened, it's in the past. You're with us now and we're gonna do whatever we can to help. You're not alone in this, okay?'

Desmond just nodded.

'And I know that Ezio being her must be pretty strange and all especially for you, but we have to help him too.' Grace continued.

'What's he like really?' Desmond asked sounding genuinely curious.

'Oh exactly how you'd expect a good looking Italian who damn well knows it and likes chasing skirts to act.' Grace chuckled. 'He's harmless enough, well… yeah you know what I mean.'

'Sounds about right.' Desmond replied. He rubbed his eyes and yawned earning a stern look from Grace.

'Okay you I need you functioning if you want to train. Go get some sleep.' Grace commanded. Desmond wasn't going to argue with her he was quite tired now. He trudged his way back through the hallway after saying goodnight to Grace. She couldn't sleep right now, she had the hard job of monitoring the cameras.