Chapter Seven

Dennis was in his hotel room sleeping when Angel slipped in. She was wearing a black jumpsuit with a wifebeater underneath the hoodie part. It was around 10:30 in the morning when Angel decided to personally wake up Dennis. She walked over to the bed he was sleeping in and carefully climbed on it, trying not to wake him up.

She stopped for a second when she saw him shift his body around. Before she stood up, she pulled the covers back just to see what he was sleeping in. He was sleeping in a pair of red and black striped boxers. She quietly laughed before standing fully erect. She began to jump like a five year old child.

Dennis woke up with a scare before falling out the bed. He had thought one of the ghosts had came to get him until he heard some laughing. He sat up and saw Angel sitting on the bed laughing her head off. "Very funny. Real clever for a. . a. . how old are you anyways?" he asked.

"23 but for now 5." she said between laughs.

"Well I'm 25 but I'm gonna be 7 to get you back!" he said before tackling her off the bed. He straddled her waist and began to tickle her, causing her to laugh harder than she was earlier.

"Stop! Please!"

"Not until you say sorry!"

"Sorry! Stop please!"

"And that I'm the best kisser that you ever had!"

"You're the only person I ever kissed like that dork!"

He stopped tickling her and got up off of her. She got up from the ground and dusted herself off. "Good morning sunshine." she said, before giggling.

"Is that you wake up anybody?" he asked.

"No. Just you."

"Because?"

"Because I can. That's why."

"Well how about you sit here while I take my shower and get dressed?"

"Fine. Go take your dinky shower."

"Don't start with me."

"What are going to do? Go Cyrus on my ass?" That made him laugh.

"Naw. Just watch TV and wait for me, okay?"

"Okay." She grabbed the remote from the nearby nightstand and turned on the TV. He went over to the armchair that held his travel bag and pulled out a white long sleeve button up shirt and black baggy pants. He grabbed another pair of boxers and headed for the bathroom. Angel started to channel surf until she accidently found some porn that was obviously ordered.

"Tell me that I did not just see some porn." she said to herself. She didn't want to barge into the bathroom and start yelling at Dennis for being a perve. But then she didn't want to sit there and let Dennis think he got away with it. She finally settle on MTV2 Rock Countdown and watched the VJ talk with Saliva.

After 30 minutes, Dennis emerged from the bathroom clean and fully dressed. "Hey hand me my glasses from the nightstand." he said, walking towards the bed.

She reached over to the nightstand and handed him his glasses.

"Thanks." he said, putting them on.

"Welcome. Can I ask you something?" she said.

"Sure. What?"

"What is this?" She turned to the channel with the ordered porn and looked at Dennis surprised face.

"I didn't order that! I promise!"

"So our kiss last night wasn't sexual enough?"

"I didn't order that!"

"Then how did it appear?"

"I don't know! Ask room service."

The hotel room phone rang and Angel answered. A few seconds later, she hung up and looked at Dennis. "It was a mistake. Another room ordered it." she said.

"I could have told you that."

"You would have to touch somebody to known that."

"True but why are you here in my room so early?"

"To hang out. Or talk about last night."

"About you parents?" he said, sitting next to her.

"Yeah. When I was five years old I saw my parents death two days before they went on vacation. I had tried so hard to prevent from going but they went anyways. I had watched them die while in the hospital room because they wanted to see me before they passed away. I was taken into custody by my godsister and ever since then I blamed myself for their death."

"But it really wasn't your fault."

"I know. That's what my mom told me last night."

He put a arm around and rested his head on her shoulder. "So the tattoos represent them?" he asked.

"Yeah. The stars are for my mom. Every night, she would take me outside to look at the stars and would tell me that I was born from one. That story always made me feel special. The musical notes are for my dad cause he loved music. He played music anytime he can and always play a special song for me on his guitar." she answered.

"They was great parents, weren't they?"

"Yeah. Ones every kid dreamed of."

"I know I did. My mom left my dad when I was ten. My dad blame me for my mother's sudden leave. He couldn't even handle the fact of what I was. Throughout high school I was tormented. My life was hell until now."

"Until now? What do you mean by that?"

"Until I finally somebody just like me and understood what my life was like."

"And I am that somebody."

"Yeah. Unfortunely, this wasn't the way I wanted us to meet."

"Yeah, working for an asshole who doesn't approve of what is going between us."

"He's going to have to deal with it soon."

"Or somebody is gonna bitch slap him across this country."

"You are fiesty aren't you?"

"You should see me and my godsister. Shit, I haven't talk to her since I got that call."

"Go call her. I'll just lay here." He started to lay back as she started to use the phone.

"Kalina Oretzia speaking." Kalina answered.

"Hey bitch." Angel said.

"Where the hell have you been? Me and Damon have been worry sick about you!"

"My job requires some traveling. I'm in New Jersey but tomorrow I'll be somewhere else."

"Okay. At least I know you're safe."

"How nice of you to care."

"I've always care. Damon says hi by the way."

"Tell him I said hey and I'll talk to you later."

"Okay. Bye."

"Bye." She hung up the phone and turned towards Dennis. "Give me your right hand." she said.

"Why?" he asked.

"Just do it." He did and she took a look at it. She took noticed that his fingers were long and lanky but his hand was somewhat large.

"You need a ring."

"I need a ring. Why?"

"Cause Angel Aria says so that's why."

"Is there a time where you don't give an answer with attitude?"

"Yeah but I'm hyper. Let's go buy you a ring."

"Whatver you say Angel."

"You don't sound excited about it."

"I'll show how excited I'm about later."

"How about now?"

"Okay. Now sounds good." He sat up and leaned in to give her a kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and slipped her tounge inside his mouth. He answered back to it and placed his hands on her face.

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"She's a fiesty one." Cyrus said into his cell phone.

"I know. I delt with her since she was five." said a woman.

"I know you have. If she somehows discovered my plot, I may have to kill her. Her and Dennis."

"Why Dennis?"

"She may tell him. The two of them are developing something as some would say."

"But you can't kill her. She's like family to me."

"But she can ruined it and you don't want that to happen do you?"

"But--"

"But nothing! If she finds out, she's getting knocked off."

"But Cyrus--"

"But nothing Kalina! We have to stick to plan and not let anybody know."

"All right Cyrus. But you can't let her know about us."

"I won't. Now go be the good little Kalina that I know."

"Okay." Kalina hung up the phone and went back to translating more of the Arcanum. Cyrus hung up his cell and went back to thinking to what he said. He knew Angel knew about the Arcanum but not enough about it. He knew he had to be more careful about his plans. "The only way she won't know so much about the plan if poor Mr. Rafkin is harassed more than she is." he thought to himself as he tried to locate the fifth ghost.

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"Dennis do you know anything about the fourth ghost?" Angel asked, with her head laying against his chest.

"Not much. I know she's being called the 'Withered Lover'. Her name was Jean Kritcos and was burned to death in fire that he husband thought she made it out from. She was the mother of two kids." Dennis answered, drawing light circles on her back.

"Kritcos? I hope she wasn't related to Cyrus or anything."

"Me either. Now let's go get my ring." She got up from him and watched him get up. He grabbed his key card from the nightstand and held her hand before walking out his room. They both walked towards the stairs and walked down three flights of stairs before reaching the ground floor.

They walked outside and quickly found a jewelry store not too far from the hotel. They went inside and soon separated to find a ring meant for Dennis. They finally settle on one ring that was perfect. It was a bulky silver ring with a light blue stone on it. Dennis tried on various sizes, settling for a size 5 ring.

Angel took out her debit card and paid for it. They didn't want the box, so the cashier lady handed Angel the ring and she slipped on Dennis' right ring finger. "There. So just in case we ever separate for a reason, this will remind you of me." Angel said, looking up at Dennis. "Thanks. Um. . even though I should have ask this question last night and this morning--"

"Yes Dennis. I will go out with you."

"Can I at least ask the question?"

"Sure. Ask me."

"Will you go out with me?"

"Yes I will." They walked out the jewelry store and decided to to head for a McDonalds when Dennis cell phone rang.

"You have a cell phone?" Angel asked.

"Yeah. I hardly used it," he said before answering it. "Hello?"

"Dennis it's Cyrus. I need you two to get your stuff together and be ready for your ride to the airport."

"It's like almost noon. We catch these ghosts at night."

"That's why I need you to get on the plane. I don't want to waste any spare time in catching them. Good bye."

Dennis hung up the cell and sighed. "We got to get our shit together." he said.

"Let me guess. Cyrus wants us to fly in early." Angel said.

"Yeah. Let's go back I guess."

"Yeah I guess." They walked back towards the hotel and went inside. They headed for their floors and towards their respective rooms to grab their bags. They went back downstairs and headed the front desk lady their key cards to check out. They saw the all familiar limo and walked outside to get in.

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They arrived at a airport in Alanta, Georgia and saw one of the black suited men. They followed them outside to one of the vans. They hop into the back of one and sat in the back for what seem like hours. After 7 hours of riding in the van, Dennis began think that night had already settled and was proven right when they got out near a baseball field.

"Ahhh. My psyhics. Ready to work?" Cyrus said, overlooking the men in black doing their work.

*Author's Note: Don't worry MR. . . Angel will end up hitting Cyrus with a shoe. Nice how I put some meaning into the ring that he wears in the movie too.