Okay! Finally! A new chapter! But it is so totally different than the others. That what happens I guess. Its not as funny as the others, and this story is turning out way different than I thought it would, but it gives it more time for the love to develope between the two so enjoy. And sorry for my new readers who don't understand the chapter mess up since I been editing it a little this chapter is longer than the rest. Ad I'm rambling again (Sigh) Oh well I'm sorry for the lateness but better late than never I say. Please Review it, it makes me happy.

They ran down the hallway until they came to a door with an emergency exit sign placed above it. They halted and hesitated a bit before Kyle reached for the knob. He turned it carefully as their quick breaths filled the silence. He opened it very quietly and poked his head through the crack to notice that it was where the kidnappers kept their vehicles. He smirked at this before turning around to Ze Mole.

"What is it, Cheri?" Ze Mole asked in a bored tone tired of this maze.

"Okay, don't call me that until you tell me what that means!" Kyle demanded.

"Non time, Cheri." Ze Mole said as he pushed passed the tempered red-head and opened the door to be surprised at what he saw.

Cars, vans, rovers, Motorcycles, and four-wheelers filled the big spacious area with a big garage type door was in front of him. He smirked as he saw their escape.

"Come on, princesse. Lets steal one and get out of zis hell hole." Ze Mole commanded, but Kyle just stood there with his arms crossed glaring at Ze Mole.

"What?"

"Don't you DARE call me princess!" Kyle growled before angrily walking passed Ze Mole.

Ze Mole was snickered a bit at this before following Kyle further into the garage area. Kyle stopped in the middle of the room and looked around the room wondering which vehicle they should take.

He looked up at Ze Mole with a bored expression and asked "Which one should we take?"

"I don't know how you become bored so vast, but we should take ze one zat can maneuver ze best, it also has to be vast, and it has to be unnoticeable." Ze Mole replied not focusing on anything as he tapped his foot on the ground.

"What's a matter with you?" Kyle asked while raising his brow.

"Huh? What? Oh! I haven't had a cigarette for over 24 hours… Damn, I need one right now!" Ze Mole replied as he became even jitterier than before.

Kyle sighed, suddenly something popped in his mind. "Hey, Ze Mole did they search your pockets?"

"Huh? I don't zink so… Why ask?"

"Maybe they didn't take your cigarettes."

Ze Mole eyes widen before he searched his pocket to find out that Kyle was right. He quickly took one out and placed it on his lips, but he noticed his liter wasn't there. He searched for but couldn't even find it.

"Sheet!"

"What's wrong?" Kyle asked as he checked out all the vehicles remembering what Ze Mole told him earlier.

"My liter, it's gone." Ze Mole replied.

Kyle sighed "I think the only one that fit your description earlier is the motorcycle and there's only one. Oh, Well. Hey, toss me that cigarette of yours."

Ze Mole raised a brow and walked over to Kyle and tossed it to him. Kyle had already started hot wiring the motorcycle. He caught the cigarette and placed it to the wires he carefully already hooked up together. It lit it instantly, he handed it back to Ze Mole without even turning around.

"Here." Kyle said holding the cigarette up for Ze Mole to get it.

Ze Mole took it, placed it on his lips and took a long inhale before contently exhaling the smoke in a sigh. He looked at Kyle to see that he was already done with the hot wiring.

"Zanks, and you do know zat I'm going to ask you about your hotwiring skills when zis is finished." Ze Mole said.

Kyle smiled while rolling his eyes "What ever, lets go. Oh and you drive, I maybe good at hotwiring shit, but it doesn't mean I know how to drive it. I usually end up crashing."

"So mama's boy isn't so perfect after all." Ze Mole snickered as he finished his cigarette and dropped it on the ground not caring it was out or not.

"I am NOT a mama's boy!" Kyle growled.

'Yeah right! You are as much as a Mama's Boy as you are enjoying zis. You can't fool Ze Mole.' Ze Mole said in his thoughts deciding not to voice it. He walked up and sat on the motorcycle. He watched Kyle run to a red button next to the garage door. He heard him say sarcastically to himself 'Yeah… This is not cliché at all!' Ze Mole snickered he kicked back the stopper and started it up.

He watched as the door rose higher and higher. He heard footsteps coming, when the door was at a height that he could fit into he turned the handles and drove the motorcycle. He grabbed Kyle and threw him onto the motorcycle as he passed under the rising door. Gun shots were fired at them but every single one missed them as they disappeared into the hills.

They drove for awhile when Kyle yawned and asked "What time is it?"

Ze Mole took a quick glance at his watch before replying "Its 4:30 PM don't worry Chéri, we passed a sign saying ½ mile until we reach a small town."

"So what's the name of the town?" Kyle asked tiredly trying to keep his numb body awake. "And don't call me chéri until I know the meaning…" he mumbled the last part.

"Zat was ze name. It said ½ mile til you reach A Small Town." Ze Mole answered knowing that Kyle could fall asleep any moment.

"Are you serious? Damn! This world is getting even more idiotic by the minute." Kyle remarked with a yawn.

"Zat is why I prefer to be in France or anywhere in Europe except Spain."

Kyle yawned again "France doesn't seem that great compare to the French stereotypes that I have an unlucky time meeting."

"I hope for your sake zat Ze Mole isn't one of zose?" Ze Mole threatened, but Kyle rolled his eyes as he laid his head on Ze Mole's back.

He was tired, exhausted but knew he couldn't go to sleep yet. He sighed he wondered what his friends and family was doing right now as his tired mind couldn't come with a conclusion.

Ze Mole secretly gave his sympathy to the quiet sleepy red-head. Ze Mole face was also heating up a bit by the touch Kyle's forehead on his back, but didn't think of nothing about it.

He sighed and spoke to himself "Pourquoi n'y at-il mis tant de beauté dans une personne?"

He felt a grip loosen around his mid area; he heard and felt soft breathing against his back. Ze Mole took a behind him to noticed that Kyle had falling asleep. He cursed then looked back at the road to see a small town.

"Don't fall asleep on me now princesse." he said more to himself than to him, but no matter if it was or wasn't Kyle heard him all the same. Ze Mole knew that by the hit in the head by Kyle's fist.

"Don't call me that!" Kyle growled under his breath.

Ze Mole rubbed the back of his head as pain descended through his body. "You know Chéri, it isn't wise to hit ze driver."

"I don't care. Oh, look at that we're here." Kyle noticed completely forgetting his anger.

"I swear Chéri, you are bipolar at times." Ze Mole commented as he drove into the town only to get another punch in the back of his head.

French sayings:

Pourquoi n'y at-il mis tant de beauté dans une personne? = Why is there so much beauty placed into one person?

Chéri = Darling

Princesse = Princess

And again please review and I'm so tired right now.