The Thirteenth Floor: Chapter Two
By: Kyra Dilston
Disclaimer: Disney owns So Weird and all it's characters. I'm only borrowing them for a little while. =)
Authors Note: I'm sorry this is so late in coming and that it's rather short. An old friend of mine passed away recently so I've been a little distracted.. Hopefully the next chapter will be a little longer! Sorry again for taking so long!
Chapter Two
It was a little after nine before Fi returned to the room she was to share with the boys. She had spent the last hour or so with her mother, telling her about Logan, amongst other things. She was careful to leave out anything about Carey and his new friend. Though she shared a lot of her personal life with her Mom, that was just a little too personal.
She knocked on the door and Carey answered, wearing a pair of blue flannel pants and a white shirt. He opened the door wider to let her in, then closed and locked it behind her.
"Hey. Where ya' been?" Jack asked from his spot on one of the two double beds.
"Yeah, where'd you go?" Clu was sitting next to him, the two had obviously been watching TV.
"I was talking to Mom," Fi answered, taking a seat on the other bed. Carey sat beside her and went back to strumming his guitar.
"By the way," Jack started. "You and I are going to have to share a bed. I'd give you the whole thing if it didn't mean I'd wind up sleeping on the floor."
Fiona smiled, "That's okay. But you kick me and you *will* be sleeping on the floor."
"Hah, hah. Very funny. You know I don't kick in my sleep."
"Yeah, you don't kick about as much as you don't snore," Fi shot back, inciting a chuckle from both Clu and Carey who knew from sharing a room with him that it was true.
Jack frowned and focused his attention back to the TV. Fiona looked back at Carey. She wanted to ask him about that girl, just to see if she could find out what he thought of her.
Well, no time like the present, she thought before turning towards Carey.
"So," she tried to look casual, "who was the girl you were talking to earlier?"
"You mean Kylie?" Carey looked up and stopped his strumming.
"Yeah, her," Fi couldn't keep the edge from her voice.
"She lives here in the hotel, her Dad owns it," Carey set his guitar on the floor and turned into a different position, facing her.
"But that can't be right," Fi shook her head. "Logan said his Dad owned the place. That would mean that they-"
"-Were brother and sister," Carey finished.
Well, this was an interesting turn of events. A slight snore from the other side of the room ended their conversation.
"So much for the sleeping arrangements," Carey mumbled as he noticed that Clu and Jack had fallen asleep on the other double bed.
Fiona rolled her eyes and used her TK to turn off the television.
"I'll never get tired of seeing you do that," he smiled in amusement.
Fi grinned. "So what are we going to do about where we sleep?"
Carey looked around the room, unless he wanted to sleep on a couple of chairs put together, it looked like his only other option was the floor. "I'll sleep down here. I'm pretty sure there's some extra blankets in the closet over there."
"C'mon Carey. I'm not going to make you sleep on the floor," she smiled. "How about I sleep under the covers and you sleep on top? There's room enough for the both of us."
"You drive a hard bargain," Carey chuckled. "But I think anything's better than the ground," He made a move towards the closet to grab an extra blanket.
Fi raised an eyebrow at that comment then chided herself for reading too much into it again. She sighed. It was going to be a long night.
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Knock, knock, knock.
Fiona sat up groggily and looked around, her gaze falling upon the door.
"Fi!" a harsh whisper came from outside in the hallway. She blinked in surprise when she recognized the voice. Throwing off the covers she made her way around the mess the boys had created and stumbled towards the door. She opened it quietly and looked back to make sure the guys were still asleep.
"Logan?" Fi gave him a confused look. "Is everything okay?"
"We need to talk," his face was calm, but his eyes betrayed the urgency of his unexpected visit. Obviously tomorrow was too long to wait. He looked past her towards her sleeping brother and friends. "Not here. Will you come with me?"
Fiona looked at him again, debating on what she should do. Jack would be mad about her leaving in the middle of the night like this, but Logan seemed pretty desperate to talk.
"Wait here while I change."
She disappeared back into the hotel room, grabbed a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and changed quickly in the bathroom, then left a hastily scribbled note on the nightstand saying she had gone for a walk and would be back soon. Grabbing Logan's jacket and a room key she closed the door silently behind her.