Chapter 20

"So, where are we going again?" Claude asked, fidgeting in the passenger seat of the car Silver had borrowed once again,

"We're going to the beach. My friend's mother has a beach house, and is going to let us stay there for the weekend. I thought it would be a nice break, since exams are coming up soon. I've been really stressed, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to fail Statistics." Silver sighed, keeping her attention on the road.

"I keep telling you I'll help you."

"I know, but it would take a miracle from God to save me now. And that usually does not work for an atheist..."

Claude sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Just know that I'm always here to help, and always will be." he replied.

Silver smiled and was about to reply, but was interrupted by flashing lights behind their car: red and blue lights.

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me..." she growled and quickly pulled over, parking and rolling down the window.

The officer slowly approached the car, and Silver did her best to give him a friendly smile.

"Hello there officer." she greeted numbly: she had never been pulled over before, and was freaking out on the inside.

"Hey. Do you have any idea how fast you were going?" the man asked somewhat haughtily.

"Uhm, 55? That's the speed limit, right?"

"Yeah, I clocked you at 75."

Silver and Claude sat in silence for a moment, then blinked in confusion.

"What? That's impossible, this car is 25 years old. It can't even hit that speed without shuddering, and it wasn't doing that." Silver tried to explain, but the cop would have none of it.

"License and registration, please." he droned.

Silver sighed and gestured for Claude to get said items out of the car's glove box. He narrowed his eyes slightly and dug around in the box, taking a few minutes to find the correct documents. Once he found them he handed them to the cop, locking eyes with him momentarily before letting him walk back to his car with them.

"He's lying through his teeth." the demon hissed angrily.

"Wh-what?" Silver gasped.

"Just trying to meet his quota. This old car sticks out, so he's picking on us. I can see it in his eyes."

Silver groaned and shook her head.

"I've never been pulled before..." she mumbled.

"Let me handle this, okay? We'll be fine. There's no need to get upset. Alright, here he comes." Claude smirked and waited for the cop to approach the car once again.

"It says that this car isn't yours, ma'am." the man said suspiciously.

"I didn't steal it, if that's what you're thinking. It's a friend's. She's letting us borrow it for a weekend break away from university." Silver muttered back, feeling rather angry with the whole situation.

"Well, I'm going to have to-"

"Rip up that ticket and let us go, and completely forget why you were over here in the first place." Claude finished, and his eyes glowed a light purple as he spoke before fading back to their usual gold.

The cop gave him a dazed look, then immediately ripped up the ticket and tossed the scraps to the ground. He walked jerkily back to his car and hopped in, and Silver watched in awe as he drove off without a single glance back at them. She gave a very pleased Claude an incredulous look.

"Claude...that was awesome! How did you do that? Jedi mind trick?" she asked with a relieved grin.

"Er, something like that, I suppose. Now, love, shall we continue? We're getting close to our destination. You need to take a left at the next red light, according to the map." Claude grinned, proud that he could help her out of such a sticky situation.

Silver nodded and pulled back onto the road, more eager than ever to reach the beach house and rest. She was exhausted, and the stress from being pulled over certainly didn't help. She was careful to keep an eye on how fast she was going, just in case, but they didn't run into any more trouble. In fact, the rest of the ride was quite peaceful.

Upon arrival to her friend's beach house, Silver grinned and jumped out of the car. She had been there a few times before, but was always amazed with how lucky she was to live so close to the beach. She carefully got the jar that her fish, Captain America (aka Steve. Yes, I really have this fish. He likes to travel.) out of the car, and carried it with her as she made her way to the front door of the two-story house. She used the key to open the door, relishing in the happiness that always came with vacation, no matter how short.

"Where do you want these?" Claude's voice came from behind her, and she turned to see that he was carrying both of their bags with ease.

"Oh, you can put them in the living room for now. I'm gonna put Cap in the sitting room, near the window, so he has a nice view of the beach." Silver grinned and set the jar near said window before running back to the living room and collapsing onto the couch.

Claude smirked and sat down beside her, relaxing a bit as the sky outside started to darken.

"Man, it feels good to finally be here. A little break from the insanity of school never hurt anyone. Plus, the first episode for the new season of Doctor Who comes on tomorrow, so we can watch it as it airs! Thank you BBC and Steven Moffat!" Silver giggled gently.

"You're thanking Moffat? You're usually cursing him for killing off your favorite characters." Claude pointed out.

"He's a brilliant writer. If I meet him I want to hug him, punch him in the jaw, and then apologize profusely as I'm dragged out by security."

"Then let us hope you never meet him."

Hello guys! Sorry this took so long! I've been a busy bee! I'll get back on this, as much has happened! YAY! Allons-y~!

~Silver