"Conner, it's me open up," I said as I knocked on the door of my boyfriend's hotel room door. I heard bed springs from the other side of the door, then foot steps.

He opened the door and grabbed my hand, pulling me inside his room. He shut the door behind me and offered me a seat, so naturally I sat in the middle of his bed next to my familiar who somehow ended up in his room.

"I won," I told him with a devilish smile on my face.

"What do you mean?" He asked sitting on the bed across from me.

"Dick and Wally. They've been together since the night we kissed." I stuck out my hand ready for him to give me the money.

"You don't win that easy Mr.Greyson," he winked at me, "I have to hear it straight from their mouths."

I looked at him in the eyes for a moment before laughing. "Pfft! 'Straight'! Yeah right!" (A/N: I had to...dammit Neo!)

He looked at me for a second before getting the joke and joining me.

"No,but seriously. He told me." He sighed and reached for his wallet.

"I didn't think you'd actually be right!" He mumbled pulling out a twenty. "This is all I have," he said shamefully.

"Well then, I guess you'll just have to make up for it then won't you?" I asked him flirtatiously. He started to blush, which caused me to laugh.

"I'm only joking," I chuckled, "well sort of." I leaned over to kiss him, which lasted a lot longer than I expected.

We pulled away just in time for Dick to barge threw the door, despite it have been locked.

"Guys! We've spotted them at the center of town, but there's a parade going on. It might be hard to blend in and find them," Dick paused for a second then smiled.

"Are you sure we blend in? I feel like an idiot," Conner said shifting uncomfortably.

"You look perfect," I completed as I stood on my toes to kiss his cheek.

"No, no I agree with Conner. I feel stupid," my twin brother sighed, playing with the bow tie around his neck.

"This was literally your idea," I deadpanned. He sighed in defeat and turn to his boyfriend to adjust his clothes.

"Why do we need to do this again?" Conner whined.

"So we can blend in. Am I seriously the only one excited for this?" I asked.

"Danny, if your so excited, than why are you the only one wearing a hoodie and blue jeans?" Dick asked as he looked away from Wally.

"Because I wouldn't be caught dead in that, and only the performers dress like that anyways," I gestured to their sparkly outfits, "you look like you just walked through a group of kindergartners."

Wally chuckled and said, "Well I can't wait to go to the music festival, I've never been to one before."

"None of us have, but we aren't here for fun. We have a mission," Dick said looking at me sternly.

"Okay! Okay!" I said holding my hands up, "but I can't take you seriously in that outfit."

He pinched the bridge of his noes, "Fine, we'll get into normal civilian clothes."

"Oh thank God," I muttered quietly.

"Oh God, this music is horrible!" I covered my ears and yelled over the catastrophe they call 'music'.

"Oh it's not that bad!" Wally called out from behind me, he was swaying to the music. I glared at him and grabbed Conners hand. He looked like he was in pain. I guess were his super hearing is better than mine, it would probably be more painful.

"Come on let's go get some popcorn or something," I suggested. They nodded their heads and followed me through the crowd. Dick and Wally walked to a small diner that was having a buffet on sale.

I lead Conner, who I was still holding hands with, to the furthest booth from the stage. It was pretty far and had hot drinks so that was a plus.

"Two French vanilla's, whip cream on mine please," I told the girl behind the counter, who was probably about sixteen or seventeen.

"Comin' right up," she said sweetly, with a slight southern accent. She turned around and started on our drinks.

"So," I turned to my boyfriend, "are you okay? You looked like you were in pain back there."

"I'm fine," he answered quietly, "just a migraine." I nodded my head and squeezed his hand tighter snuggling into him. I didn't mind the cold anymore, because of my ice core, but it was nice to feel my boyfriend's warmth.

"Damn it!" The girl behind the counter hissed, "I told that bastard to update the machine! Did he listen? No!" Just then an older man, his forties probably, came out from the trailer, that sat behind the booth.

"You lazy bitch! Can't you do anything right?" He screeched at her, clearly not paying attention that they had customers. She looked like she wanted to shrink up into a tiny ball and escape, I know the feeling, but what surprised me is what she did next.

"Well if you'd listen to people instead of being such an arrogant prick, maybe, just maybe, things like this wouldn't happen!" She yelled at him, standing taller and pointing at the broken coffee machine and chocolate covered apron.

"Why you little!" He pulled his fist back, and the girl flinched. This definitely wasn't the first time this has happened.

Conner reached over the counter and grabbed his arm, "Excuse me sir, but I don't think that's the way to treat your daughter."

"That bitch isn't my daughter, I'm only stuck with her 'cause her mom died on me and her dad disappeared," he said before looking between Conner and me, who were still holding hands, and spitting at us, "fags." (A/N: I'm so sorry it was for the purpose of this book. I hate that word with passion and I almost didn't write it. My step dad used to say it to my sister all the time...I wanted to snap his neck)

I was about to say something when a fist came out of nowhere, and hit him square in the jaw. "Asshole," the girl said shaking her hand. He fell to the ground, knocked out. "Thank you, so much,'' she said holding out her hand, "name's Haley."

"I'm Danny and that's my boyfriend Conner," I said shaking her hand.

"I'm sorry the coffee machine broke, but I make a mean hot chocolate. Is that okay?" She asked us, completely ignoring that man passed out on the frozen ground.

"Yeah that's fine, but you don't have too. I mean there is a man passed out on the ground."

"Pfft, he can wait," she snickered.

Fifteen minutes later we were leaving with our hot chocolates, free of charge, and Haley's phone number.

"Call me if you're ever in town again" was all she had said and then she picked up the man and walked to the medical booth.

"Well that was weird," I told Conner.

"What?" He asked, turning his head and looking down at me.

"She said 'next time to in town' implying that we didn't live here," I told him as we were walking.

"Well people do come from different places to see these things," he shrugged sipping his chocolate.

"Maybe, but do you think a normal sixteen year old girl could pick up a full grown man of his size?" I asked him quietly.

"Hmm, probably not. Maybe she's a meta. It's not common here, but it's possible," Conner suggested.

"Maybe I'm just being paranoid," I sighed.

"Well you do have a right to be, we are here to find the people that, well. Are you okay?" He asked worriedly, not mentioning my whereabouts from the previous three years.

"What do you mean?" I asked, taking a drink of of my hot chocolate.

"I mean that seem oddly care free and happy to be here for the the reason we are," he tried again.

I sighed, " I've been acting all happy and cheerful for Dick's sake, but I'm really scared," I told him honestly. "I didn't want to leave Convel back at the hotel because I have the horrible feeling and and honestly terrified. Why do they want me to see them again? To relive the pain and suffering? I don't want revenge!" I started crying and hyperventilating. "I just wanted to stay back at the mountain with you! What if I get kidnapped again?" I finished, while Conner pulled me into a hug.

"I won't let that happen. I'd rather die than let them take you again," he whispered to me.

"I don't want to go back!" I sobbed.

"Ssh, it's okay. I promise, you won't," he promised as he stroked my hair. We stayed like that for a while, people would just pass by us as if they weren't seeing a person balling their eyes out.

"I didn't mean to get your shirt wet, again," I told him as I reajusted my glasses and wiped away the left over tears.

He chuckled and put his arm around me, pulling me closer to him, "It's fine."

"Let's go meet up with the lovebirds," I told him as we started walking in the direction my brother had left in.

"Guys! We left you alone for barely an hour and you already got into a fight?" Dick asked, flailing his arms around.

"Well technically, the girl punched him," I defended.

"Ugh, you're hopeless Danny," Dick face palmed.

"I know!" I exclaimed cheerfully. We continued walking down the path, looking in alleyways, and tried not to be suspicious.

Finally after what felt like forever, Conner stopped and said, "I think I hear something."

I paused for a moment before I heard voices coming from the alert beside us. "Me too."