I don't own the characters or the show

I don't own the characters or the show.

Chapter 11

The two boys walk back over, Carey has a piece of paper in his hand and Clu had a can of coke in his.

"The police said they would be here in a little while to ask Fiona some questions to have a look around. The guy said don't be holding your breath for anything really to happen or be done."

"Ok thanks Carey, did they say anything else?"

"Just to stick around here, you know don't leave the hotel at least not until they arrive." Fi turns from the group she can feel their eyes getting wide with horror of the fact she's leaving. Then when she sits down at a chair a few yards a way they instantly calm down. This table also had a very interesting gum stain and what looked like dried coke or something similar to that. A bad cleaning service, over priced items, tiny rooms, and a stalker, yep this was one great hotel. Why was this place chosen as the concert venue? This room would not hold many people, which meant not as many tickets could be sold, resulting in less money. Fiona knew now wasn't the appropriate moment to think about money, but she didn't care after all no one could read her thoughts. Life as seemed to returned to normal, Carey and Molly are back on the stage with the other members getting ready for more playing. Irene and Ned are talking to a few the roadies while poking at wires. Both the boys are taking sips from the same soda can not caring about the possibilities of backwash.

Even though they weren't real good friends Fi just had to tell Candy about all this. After all she had promised herself she'd write her. And it would be something to do, she felt like she was waiting for the dentist to arrive carry the biggest drill ever made. Fiona knew getting past everyone to lap top would be a challenge, however going upstairs alone was the furthest thought in her head.

"Jack come with me please." She asks of him while walking past. He hands the can to Clu and follows with a quick pace.

"Whoa hold on Fi, where are you going?" He says while reaching for her shoulder.

"My room."

"You're what!?"

"Just for a second I need to get my lap top. It's on the side table right by the door. I'd be in and out in a second flat. Please Jack." Fi gives him her best heartbroken look that Jack always has trouble saying no to. He sighs and nods his head, without thinking she hugs him. Jack hugs her back but it feels uncomfortable for them both, it had been a long time since they had done that.

"Hey where are you going?" Clu calls out. Jack points upwards and Clu sits down the drink and walks to them. Then it's back to the elevator.

Luckily on the way up only one other guest enters, a middle-aged women with curls falling into her eyes. While walking down the hall Fiona freezes because she just remembered the mirror and didn't want to see it again.

"You coming or what Fi?"

"Can you get it for me?" She says while handing him the credit card key. Knowing she's on edge from the situation does as requested of him. Sliding the card in it unlocks on the first try and he opens the door and both boys walk in. They had been excepting a mess but nothing like that.

"Jeez….." Jack mumbles while taking a step inside to get the computer taking a look at all the damage. He wondered what was the point of this? Did the person to blame for it get anything accomplished? He really doubted that one.

Fiona stays in the hallway and counts how many candy bars the snack machine, deciding what one's she'd eat or not. Footsteps can be heard, but Fi tries not to think about it, there are many people staying in the joint quite a few on this floor. The steps are getting closer more loudly. Now she starts to get truly scared, they were at the very end of the hall, very few rooms were left for the walker to be staying in. Fiona doesn't want to look up if she just pretended it wasn't there it would go away plain and simple. Unfortunately pretending didn't stop the walker from grabbing Fi from behind covering her mouth before she can even think about screaming. It was the red haired man, no really shocker there. In a strange twisted way Fi was happy of that; at least she only had one psycho after her.