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Chapter eleven: The End of the Beginning

The knock on the door became more urgent then, and Connie quickly got up and headed to the door. She looked at the screen; it was Jake...

Altair had gotten up as well, and was watching from the family room doorway, ready if another attack issued.

Connie quickly opened the door then, but before she could say anything; Jake quickly jumped into her house and hugged her. Connie was stunned for a moment before she hugged him back; he seemed to be shaking, like he was holding in tears. What had gotten into him? Altair watched the scene; it seemed Connie knew the man that was... hugging her. Thought Altair with distaste, he decided to stay however.

"Connie! I'm so glad your okay; I thought you might have been killed too." Said Jake worriedly, the relief however was flowing off him. He was still shaking however, and he gave a quick sniffle, still hugging her.

"Killed too? Who was killed Jake?" she asked in shock, grabbing his shoulders and pushing him a distance away, looking into his eyes for an answer. He looked back, eyes a little glazed, before answering.

"Katy, someone killed her, I heard gun shots, and went to her house and...she was dead. They even killed her cats!" said Jake in horror. My eyes were wide; it must have been the gun shots that woke us up. Thought Connie quickly. Jake began to shake, looking down. Jake is never usually this shaky about things...

"I thought maybe they got to you too, I would have come here earlier, but I was questioned by police, I'm surprised they haven't come here yet." He finished looking away, probably in shame that he couldn't come and help her right away.

"It's ok Jake, I didn't even see the person, and they probably went into the forest behind my house." She finished, giving him a reassuring pat on the back, the lie was believed. He looked up and gave her a smile before he hugged her again.

"Thank goodness." Was all he said, head on her shoulder. He quickly took notice of Altair though, and all his weapons of course.

"Connie behind you!" he yelled pushing her out of the way slightly, she looked around only to see Altair.

"Jake! Relax; he's a friend of mine." She said as she grabbed him before he could do anything harmful to ...himself.

He quickly stopped, and composed himself, understanding quickly going across his features. Altair however didn't know what was happening, though the man did look intent on attacking him; it would have been amusing to say the least.

"Jake how come the police haven't come here yet? Wouldn't it be logical?" she asked confused. She then walked over to the door and shut it, locked it, and turned back to Jake, gesturing him to the family room. He quickly followed her instruction, Connie following behind, and Altair following her.

"I have no clue, your house had no signs of a break in and they probably decided to post pone it while they went to look for whoever it was..." said Jake, sitting down on one of the couches, Connie following suit. There were only two couches however, and Altair headed to sit beside Connie. Why was Jake so fidgety? He wasn't acting like himself and Jake usually doesn't overreact like this all the time; he's a really calm guy...

Jake kept giving Altair suspicious looks, observed Connie, what was his problem all of a sudden? She questioned him further none the less, putting that to the back of her mind.

"That seems rather illogical, they always have the time to question people, and they need leads." She finished, watching his face carefully.

"Well how would I know? I was just guessing, why don't you call and ask?" he said quickly. Okay there's something totally wrong with Jake, kick him out now. Her mind warned her.

"Ya sure. So anyways Jake, I'm pretty busy so you should go, shouldn't you be at work by now?" she quickly said, trying to get him out of her house, even though it was five in the morning.

"Oh right, ya I need to get there, I was just so worried about you." He finished quickly standing up and heading to the door, she followed him. The point that he agreeed he had to go to work at this time baffled her, Jake never worked at that time, hes an imposture. He opened the door, fiddling with the locks before opening the door, he didn't walk out though, and he picked something up out there. It was a wine bottle?

"Here Connie, I thought you might like this, maybe it might be your favourite one." he said handing her the bottle before walking back out.

"See ya later Connie!" he yelled walking away towards his house. She didn't answer; she quickly shut her door and locked it, and then turned to her camera screen. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but he doesn't work at this time, and were buddies in crime, if he really did find Katy dead, he would have ran straight to my house, not call the police... He would have done that later...

She looked down at the wine bottle in her hands, Jake knew what her favourite was, and this was not it. He also knew how to unlock and relock her front door like a pro, but he struggled with it... not to mention he wasn't acting like himself at all.

She quickly ran to the kitchen with the bottle. Altair following swiftly behind her.

"Is he a friend of yours?" he asked in a questioning tone, he didn't understand most of the conversation after all.

"Yes, he's my only trusted friend." She answered walking over to the sink.

"You trust him but you can't trust me?" he asked annoyed, that man was not an ally; his eagle vision told him so.

"This is different, that wasn't Jake somehow." She answered narrowing her eyes. She then smashed the top of the bottle off, before holding it up to her nose. She immediately got dizzy and dropped the bottle in the sink causing it to smash, before holding her head.

"What the hell?" she said threw a haze, the fumes of the wine too much. Altair briskly walked over and pulled her from the sink, she leaned against him, a headache coming on.

"I would hope it wasn't your friend, or I would tell you you're a poor judge of character. That man is bad news." Altair finished, walking further away from the sink.

"I put that together myself." She said her voice a little weak. "What the heck is in that wine?" she continued, not feeling so well.

"Let's not find out." He answered, still holding Connie. She quickly realized her position though, and she jerked away, she got dizzier however and groaned.

"I think I'm going to be sick." She said through clenched teeth, shutting her eyes. None of that helped however, and she ran to the bathroom. Altair was left in the kitchen; he walked slowly over to the sink holding his breath. He grabbed the handle to turn on the water and put it on high before backing away once again.

Letting his breath out, he ignored any sounds coming from the bathroom before sitting on a stool, waiting for her to come back.

5 minutes later

Connie slowly walked back to the kitchen, a headache still present, but feeling better none the less. She noticed the water was running, and then remembered the bottle. Turning the sink on was good thinking, she gave Altair a nod that she was ok, before looking at the time on the stove.

Connie huffed, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning, and they still hadn't eaten breakfast. She felt the aches of hunger a lot more then before however, due to her stomach being empty now.

Walking over to the cabinet, she grabbed her box of corn flakes, and put it on the stove. Going to get her bowl and the milk now, she sat down when she got everything and turned to Altair.

"Pick whatever cereal you want to eat from in there and get a bowl, I already got the milk." She said quickly before pouring herself her corn flakes and adding milk. She had forgotten the spoon however.

Huffing, she got up and got herself a spoon, glancing at Altair. He was looking intently at the two other boxes she had which were; fruit-loops, and cheerio's. He grabbed the fruit-loops when she sat down to eat her cereal.

Eating quickly before it got soggy, she watched him make his own cereal, her head not hurting as much anymore. Turning back to her cereal, she remembered the tap was on. Snapping out of her chair, she walked over to the sink with her nose plugged. All that was left was the glass, any red substance was gone. She quickly turned off the tap and scurried over to her bowl to continue eating.

It wasn't the best breakfast, but it was good enough. Looking over at Altair again, she almost spit out her cereal at his face. He didn't seem to be enjoying the fruit-loops that much, to say the least. He looked up at her then, giving her a questioning glance. She quickly swallowed her food before she choked.

"Your face, it... it was so funny." She said laughing in between, it was rather funny.

"Perhaps sleep is something you need, otherwise you're completely mental." He answered turning back to his...food. It wasn't that good, there was so much sugar, he hadn't eaten this much sugar in his life.

Connie then pouted. "That wasn't that nice." She said with a frown, not hungry anymore, it was also because her cereal was soggy.

Altair didn't say anything as he continued to eat. Connie than got up with her bowl to clean it, when she got to the sink her eyes landed on the glass in the sink once again. She had just breathed that in and it made her sick, god only knows what it would have done if she... had some to drink. But why had someone given it to her in the first place? She hadn't caused any trouble anywhere. Her thoughts drifted to Altair, all this weird stuff started happening when Altair came, was it all because of him?

She stopped thinking about it however, as she knew that wasn't possible, he hadn't caused anything, and how would anyone know him; he was from the past. Obviously someone might have wanted her dead, but for what she wasn't sure. To get to Altair... what? Why was she thinking of such thoughts, who would want Altair...? No one knows him.

Quickly getting out of her thoughts, she got a garbage bag for the glass and got rid of it. She then proceeded to wash her bowl, and then threw the bag with glass in it in the trash bin.

She found herself getting rather tired, it was probably because they woke up so early, but Altair didn't seem fazed. Letting out a huff Connie sat back on the stool, deciding to keep Altair Company until he was done.

Her company wasn't that great however, and she was propped on her elbow with her face resting on her hand and slowing dosing off, her quick jerks the only thing keeping her awake. She was almost asleep when she heard Altair cough.

Her eyes snapped open and she looked towards Altair with her hazel eyes. "What?" she asked, sleep evident in her voice.

"You're in need of rest, why don't you go to your room?" he asked as if it was obvious.

"Because I'm keeping you company still." She answered, not thinking any of her words over in her dazed voice.

"I don't need your company, go to bed." He finished, walking over to the sink and rinsing his bowl amazingly. With half lidded eyes she slowly nodded, getting off the stool slowly and heading to her room. Once she was there, she quickly went into the bed, not even bothering to get changed out of her black attire as she fell on her bed, covers not touched. Sleep quickly coming as she lay in the comfortable bed.

While Connie went to bed Altair was left to his thoughts. He wasn't anymore closer to figuring out how to get home, and it annoyed him greatly to say the least. He wasn't sure how he was going to figure out how to get home though, and the issue became more and more pressing every day.

He knew he couldn't stay here forever, and what would happen if Connie died? If she did, he would have no one to take care of him, and would be screwed to say the least. That wine however was a clear show that someone was trying to kill her...why?

Letting out a sigh, he decided to get some sleep too. He turned off all the lights before walking to the front door. He checked to make sure it was locked and that all the windows were shut and locked too. Everything looked in order and he quickly headed up the steps to his current room. Shutting the door behind him, he went to sleep with his weapons still on him, not even finding them uncomfortable as his eyes shut in sleep.

The end of the beginning.

AN: ok so chapter 11 is done :D

Something's going to happen in the next chapter! And I'm pissed it took me 11 chapters to write 5 days. Does that make sense? I hope it's not like this the whole time, or else my stories going to be really long O.O help. At least my chapters aren't that long XD

So ya what was with Jake? Actually that wasn't Jake XD he had a very good costume though, but he wasn't that great of an actor. So Connie saw through it fast.
Anyways the wine was to knock her out with some crazy stuff, shit didn't work though, they weren't very sneaky either, and also why the heck were they after Connie? or maybe thats not even the case!

Anyways please leave a review! Please! Pleasssssseeeeeeeeeeeee! nah, i kid, im not that desperate XD