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Chapter 2

SPENCER'S POV

"Is she asleep?"

"She is the cat's mother." I stated.

"Really? I never knew huma--" I cut him off,

"Ian..."

He grinned, "Fine. Is Mariam asleep?"

I glanced over at her, "Yes. Why?"

Ian sniggered, "Just wanted to know what you thought of her so far."

I thought my answer through thoroughly, Ian could twist anyone's words, "Kai has to learn how to describe people." I said finally. I heard him snort, I think I ruined his fun.

"You need to learn how to answer questions right."

But it was true. He said that there was going to be a sarcastic, argumentative, loud girl staying with us. She hadn't been any of those things, well, for now.

I pressed the brake down gentle, bringing the car to a stop in front of our home. Ian jumped out immediately, running to ring the bell.

I walked around to the passenger side of the car, and gently opened the door. I didn't really want to wake her, she really did look peaceful. I decided to carry her.

I undid the belt, careful to not knock her head. I lifted her gently, holding her bridal style, she sighed and snuggled more into my chest. I kicked the door closed, and headed for the house. Heaven forbid Ian's within any seeing distance, or I'll never hear the end of this.

"Spencer what are you doing?" I turned slightly to see Bryan. He was staring at me, an eyebrow risen, in either surprise or confusion.

"Carrying her to her room."

He smirked, "Just wake her up."

I shook my head, "She's just gotten off a 3 ½ hour flight. I'll let her sleep."

The falcon shrugged, "Whatever."

"Can you get her luggage out of the car?" I asked as I strolled up the stairs, he nodded, heading out.

I counted the third door in the hallway and moved to open it. When I managed to open the door, I gently placed Mariam on the bed, covering her with the comforter. I tried to move away, but she had my a tight grip on my shirt. She ended up holding my hand when I tried to remove it. I blushed.

I waited a while, hoping she'd let go and I could just leave. But of course that didn't happen. So eventually I started to uncurl her fingers, slowly, one-by-one. When I finally claimed my hand back, I placed her's near her face. She mumbled slightly and I felt a smile tug at my lips.

I closed the door gently. I believe it was going to be an eventful week.


Fire: There's my Spencer Chappie... I'll try and update every second day... but it depends on my Mum...

Note: I don't know exactly how long it takes to travel from Japan to Russia... And if someone could tell me I'd be very grateful...

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