A/N - Vacation! Summer! =D I hope you guys will enjoy this special time. My heart and love goes to DanAlaya and marienola for their reviews. But due to summer vacation and scheduling with my beta reader I have no idea when the next chapter will be up. Please enjoy the chapter and I hope you like it.

She turned around. "I have no excuse." She said to his face. It was clear that he didn't believe her. She started shaking in frustration. "I thought I had lost you al right! You wouldn't wake up! I need to get you out! That is what friends are for!"

Altaïr almost ignored her outburst and he limp a step towards her. "You don't kiss a friend like that! Or at all!" he answered back and caught her gaze. "So why did you kiss me Elizabeth?"

She looked at him, fearing that he had forgot about last night. Had he got amnesia?

Altaïr looked back at her. Their eyes met. In hers, he could see a transparent depth that he had never seen before. She went on holding his hand for a very long time, saying nothing, but never once relaxing her powerful grip. Then, without warning, she dropped his hand. Their conversation was not the sort that could be held just anywhere at full volume.

"Why?" She responded with the tone of a standard voice mail machine. He stood, actually waiting for the answer. "Because you didn't want to wake up." She answered simply, while knowing that she was lying into his face.

He frowned deeply. "Elizabeth!" There was a clear frustration to be heard in his voice.

"Yes!" She almost snapped back.

"Don't lie to me!" Altaïr set the gears of his mind spinning. Altaïr noticed he was having trouble staying focused on any one thought. This was not a good sign. He felt an internal confusion starting. An ominous sandstorm was developing somewhere on the plane of his emotions. He snapped back to reality.

"I do not mind lying, but I hate inaccuracy." She nodded as though this were an absolutely normal thing.

"Why did you kiss me?" He took a deep breath as he took her hand. "Pay me the compliment of truth."

She snapped, feeling like she was trapped in a corner which she was mentally, but if they should die she wanted him to know how she felt about him. "I kissed you because I don't want to lose you Altaïr!" She cried as he stood in silence and she continued. "I have had a hole in my heart ever since my mother died, and just the fact of being in your presence it has slowly started to heal." A tear fell as her hands gripped the fabric on his sleeves.

"Elizabeth." He whispered to himself as he tried to stand up.

"I can't stand being away from you! I kissed you because I wanted you to open your eyes, to hear your voice again, but you wouldn't wake up! I was desperate and I know that what I did was wrong, I promise that I wouldn't do it again if that is your wish but please let us get you out of here so we-" She was interrupted when Altaïr leaned forward and kissed her. He positioned a hand behind her neck so she couldn't run away. She forgot want she had wanted to say, closed her eyes and embraced the man as their lips joined. This was it. She couldn't deny her feelings for the man any longer. They broke apart for a few seconds, but only so Elizabeth had time to whisper: "Please don't stop." He gave her a smile that for one thing looked like he was close to tears and the other thing was that he for sure was full of joy.

He held her into his embrace so there wasn't any space between them. "Now I'm kind of glad that I got caught." He whispered a low, but pleased voice. Altaïr had no idea what had just happened to him. He went on standing there, at a loss for words. Who knew what kind of commotion it could have caused? He looked around, relieved at first, but then he felt deeply shaken. She had confessed almost everything.

"Now Altaïr, don't get any funny ideas okay?" She smiled at him and embraced him again. "Thank you for waking up." she whispered as they kissed some more. "I thought for a second that you had developed some kind of amnesia." This brought their conversation to a tentative end.

He grinned and kissed the tip of her nose, but afterwards caught her lips. It was intense but suddenly Kazim walked in with Salihah. Both of them widened their eyes at the sight, but didn't say anything at first. Kazim smiled and looked with a funny grin at his sister while Salihah held her hands over her eyes. The two stopped kissing as Kazim coughed ironic to get their attention. "I'm sorry to interrupt. It looked pleasing, but, Elizabeth, we need to hurry. The watch of the guards will change soon."

Elizabeth nodded. "Very well." She and Kazim began to take of their clothes to Altaïr and Salihah's surprise. "Altaïr, take off your robes." She said in a cold voice, but she was truly embarrassed for asking him to do so. Not only was he in pain but maybe confused. However he immediate understood the plan, and began to strip next to Kazim. Elizabeth stood partly naked by Salihah's side when she helped her friend in the difficult and heavy robes. The British woman tried her best not to look over to the men even though she already missed the feeling of being kissed by Altaïr.

When they had changed their clothes Kazim explained the plan to the assassin and his sister while Elizabeth dressed herself in Salihah's prison dress. The dress was a simple in off-white just below the knees, no sleeves and a C-neck out cut. She was barefoot and her hair was loose. It could have looked modern if it had been clean and with a little lipstick. Everything she wore seemed to be a size too large, but each piece hung on her body with comfortable familiarity.

When everybody was ready Elizabeth stepped out in the corridors as a lookout. After looking around to make sure there were no guards nearby, she opened the door a crack, slipped through, and closed the door again with the precision of a ballroom dancer. Nobody was there and she signalled the others. She took her cigarettes and hid them inside her hidden blade and they walked slowly down the corridors.

"Where are all the guards?" Salihah asked as their route was very painless.

"Guard watch shift." Kazim answered short and they effortless reached the center of the prison. The courtyard. Elizabeth swallowed her own saliva due to how nervous she had become. She wanted a cigarettes!

She turned to face Salihah and patted her on her shoulder. "Now remember only to say 'may God bless you', 'as you were' or 'pleasing'. Church people like to keep simple in the early medieval times."

"The what times?" Kazim asked and Elizabeth rolled her eyes.

"We will take that after we get back to the bureau, hopefully in one piece!" She shocked her head as Kazim took his sister's hand, trying to calm her down.

Elizabeth walked over to Altaïr and checked his cuts in his side. "They look painful."

He stroked her cheek. "Not as painful if you don't return, Elizabeth…" She seemed able to sense the tension that Altaïr was feeling.

"Shh." She placed a finger on his lips to make him silent, but removed it fast as she replaced it with her lips, placing her hand on his cheek so he could know that she wanted him to listen and she whispered afterwards. "Let's make a new deal. I promise to come back. If I ever feel lost and there is a point of no return, then I will jump into a certain death. If you don't want me in your life I will let the water take me and go with the stream, and that ends my life and get out of yours." She realized just how attracted she was to him when she grabbed his waist gently, hopefully without causing him too much pain as their lips communicated on their own.

"But I want you in my life." The man said determined. Their eyes were closed, but opened when they heard the horn of the tower meaning the new guards would soon take their positions.

They broke apart, but Elizabeth sent him a comforting smile. "Then I promise to come back. Listen, after you reach the outside of the gates, go to the harbor where a man will be sitting and singing. Tell him to play a special English song, and he will take you to the new bureau. God bless you Altaïr. I will see you on the other side." She gave him the bag. "The Apple is inside. Don't use it unless you really have to."

Elizabeth's eyes reminded Altaïr of another woman, one who had been in his life until two years ago. She, too, had looked at him - stared hard at him -with eyes like this one. Altaïr embraced the British woman, and, against his will, he walked after Salihah and both of them covered their faces. Elizabeth and Kazim didn't have time to stay around and watch.

"We getter get on with it." Kazim said as they watched their dearest reaching to gates of the prison but they knew that they had to hurry. As soon as the new guards would find their colleague in a rotten cell where a high ranking assassin should have been then the alarms would be on. "Should we take the tower?" Elizabeth nodded to Kazim's idea. It sounded like a good plan since everything had worked out so far and she sighed as she took a last look at the gates.

The two rescuers started to run from where they came from and their destination was the defence tower that had a watch point towards the sea. Despite the fact she Elizabeth had tricked the man who's watched the gates, working her way through a prison, kill a guard so she could get the keys, kissing Altaïr passionately before sending him off, and run around almost naked inside a highly secure place in the early medieval time had it been a good day so far.

Her lips already missed Altaïr's, and the more she thought about it the faster she ran down the corridors, checking for guards and reach the stairs of the tower. She had no choice but to listen intently.

"It looks like we are going to make it." Kazim said breathless as they slowed down their pace near the stairs. They exhausted for all the excitement of the day. "Do you think that there could guards up there?"

She gave him a half smile. "They very well could be. We need to be careful. We are so close to getting out." Suddenly the bells started to ring, and the two looked at each other. They heard noises from the top of the tower and looked up. A guard! A guard came running towards them and they hid behind a box as they tried to sigh 'shh' to each other.

The guard ran pasted them. "Phew." They both sighed.

"One less in the tower." Kazim stated.

Elizabeth nodded. "Yes, but we have no idea how many there are still up there."

Kazim smiled slightly. "There is only one way to find out." They stood up fast and stepped on the first step.

Elizabeth gave a smile to her partner in crime and whispered: "Follow me Kazim, for I am your Backup Fire Safety Coordinator for this Floor and I possess the off-white prison dress of authority."

They walked silently up to the tower's top where they could see three other guards. They looked at each other with the same worried face. How in the world where they going to get through three guards when it was just the two of them? Neither of them seemed to have a plan of escape since everything up to this point had went by the plan. Suddenly they heard steps coming up the stairs and this time had they nowhere to hide. They shook their heads as they ran into the tower chamber, Elizabeth stabbed one of the men from behind and as she lay him to rest Kazim pulled his sword and pieced another of the guards. As the last guard yelled for help the guard who had ran past the only moments ago appeared and started an attack on Kazim.

Their sword fight was intense as Elizabeth turned her attention to the last guard who drew his sword to. Her prison dress was partly covered in blood and her loose hair floated with the wind. She locked gazes with her opponent and she saw the same fear that would take her heart out of her body if it had been Altaïr's eyes. Kazim and the other guard's sword fight made the only noise in the chamber as Elizabeth was ready for the other to attack. Both of them knew that only one of them would survive. Only one of them would see the sun rise in the horizon the next morning as the birds would patrol the surface of the sea.

"Argh!" a scream sounded from behind but Elizabeth didn't turn around. She focused on the other man and a few seconds later Kazim joined her side. They gave each other a quick gaze as their eyes returned to the last guard. He wasn't big, but robust with sideburns and dark hair like any other Arabic man. His gaze shifted from Elizabeth to Kazim as if he saw Kazim as a bigger threat then the British woman.

"You two." the man mumbled at first but then raised his voice. "An assassin and a whore. How did you get out of the cells?"

Kazim smiled. "Because we are not the people you are talking about. They are already long gone." The guard widened his eyes, screamed and ran towards Kazim, but he was to slow. Kazim swung his blade beautifully and the man embraced his chest after touching Kazim's blade. However his sword was still dangerous and his blade meet Elizabeth's upper arm. She hissed in pain at the connection and placed a hand on the now bleeding wound.

"Elizabeth!" Kazim shouted as he saw the scene pass in front of him. The guard tried to attack Elizabeth, but she activated her hidden blade and stabbed the guard in the abdomen. He fell onto the floor in pain as Kazim rushed over to Elizabeth to check her arm. It wasn't a deep cut but it was at least fifteen centimeters long and was bleeding like a scrape. "Are you alright?"

She nodded as they heard shouts coming from below them. More guards were on their way and the two looked at each other. They walked over to the edge and saw that the other men from the bureau had a boat ready just as planned. Elizabeth lit her last cigarette enjoyed it deeply before lighting a bookcase filled with unknown books and records with the lighter and throw it afterwards into the ocean.

As the tower turned into a hell of fire, the two saw the new guards trying to pass the new underworld and its flames. Kazim jumped first while Elizabeth for a second watched the panicking guards in the courtyard. Now that she was high on nicotine was it now or never. She ran like somebody was chasing her and jumped out into the ocean that surrounded the prison.

To have a water-soluble continue...

A/N - time for fun facts: This was actually one of the first chapters I translated when I began the process. And I have to say sorry for my mix between British English and American English... I'm not doing it to confuse you ;_; please believe me. But Let me know if you have questions or comments, and I will do my best to get the next chapter out soon. :) Over and out.