Chapter. 4: New alliance and things forgiven

After an early breakfast down in the hotels resturant, Carol Countable went back up to her room. She had to apologize to Grief, but he didn't answer her calls and nobody was home. Last nights dream had left her shaken from the memory, but she had to talk to him. The elvevator doors opened, and Carol walked down the hallway to her room. Paintings hang in locked glass-closets, a variety of fameous artist being hounored. As she grabbed the handle of her door, she noticed that it was still warm. She'd been gone at least half an hour, so the door should have cooled of by now. When she opened the door, Carol were surprised by the sight that met her.

"We need to talk"Grief said as the door closed.

Inside, she noticed the open window. She was midly surprised at the way of entry, as the window where situated on the 7th floor. Walking towards her bed, she montioned Grief to sit down, then she sat down at the egde of her bed not far from him but far enough.

After a long and akward silence, Carol broke the ice.

"Grief, about that night..."

Grief looked at her without emotion, as he was predicting what she would say.

"These evidence shows that you didn't kill my father..."

Carols voice broke at that, but she swallowed it down and continued after looking around in her room to hide her tears. Grief noticed though, and handed her a handkerchief.

"I don't know what to say... we did something horrible, no, I did something horrible towards you, and...I...I'm sorry" She cried openly now, partically because of her emories, partically because of Griefs indifference to the whole thing. He just sat there, without emotion. Carol would feel much better if even he would be angry at her, but he keept searching her eyes with his own, cold stare. She wanted to hit him.

"You needed my help?" Grief asked slownly

"And this better be good, because I didn't want to be here in the first place, and I have other things to do"

Carols tears came to a stop, then she took a deep breath, before she started her story.

"I want you back... And I want to apologize. Kim and Ron too. We feel terrible about what happened, but we haven't found you before now. And we have a mission that we can't complete without you... we need..-"

"Need someone like me...someone who could get anywhere and find anything?"

"Yeah, something like that. I'm afraid to ask, but will you help us? I thought about what you said yesterday, and you are right. I don't know how you are going to forgive us, but please, you are the only one we got."

Grief raised from the beds egde and paced around the room in anger.

"Let me get this straight. After you wrongly accused me for something I didn't do, forced me to stay away from all my friends for two long years, making me endure such pain that I still cry myself to sleep every night, you just walk into my life and ask me to return to Team Possible,.And I am supposed to do what? Forget about past wrongs and get over it?"

Carol started crying again. Her eyes had red rimms around them and her hair partically covered her face.

"Please..."She wispered..."please...I'm sorry. Kim and Ron are sorry. We're all sorry...but please..."

She cried more strongly. "After you left, I couldn't do anything but think of you... I didn't want to, but the pain were too much. I still loved you, but I wanted to forget. But I couldn't. I had to live with the knowledge of my boyfriend killing my father, then I had to live with the fact that you didn't do it and we accused you for it."

Grief saw the raw pain in her dark brown eyes. His muscels in his face relaxed somewhat at the sight of her regretion. He walked slowly to her side, took his arms around her and put his face against hers. She quit sobbing when he whispered into her ear.

"You were right, I always believe in giving people another chance. And I still love you. But I will need time to learn to thrust you again. I'll come, I'll help, but only because it's you."

He left her side, and stared at Grief. His eyes weren't cold and searching, but had changed to the warm deep blue she'd fallen in love with.

"Rest now. I'll go home and tell my parents, then I'll come here tomorrow."

As he closed the door, Carol listened for his footsteps as he walked through the hallway to the elevator. Before she fell asleep, a small smile ran across her lips. She whispered a word that she'd learnt from Ron a while ago.

"Boo-yah"

Chapter 5. Return to Team Possible HQ

Kim had been up since 6.pm. She and Ron had been prepearing for the return of Carol and, hopefully, Grief too. She still couldn't believe he would agree to rejoin TP (Team Possible), but it was the only way they could really say sorry. Her family didn't know about it yet, but that would come. They needed to fully cleanse Griefs name and face after that "Incident" and still keep TP in a good light. How, she didn't know, but she had a feeling that it might involve Griefs help, which didn't look good. After her daily morning exercise, she went to her room to change. There she met the one man she really loved.

"You know", the blonde said, not once taking his eyes from the forms of her girlfriend "it'll be good to have him back."

"I know Ron, but I don't know if he feels the same about us. Heck, I wouldn't."

"hmm..." Ron replied, his brown eyes flashing agreement. "meaby a visit to bueno nacho would help."

"Ron..." Kim rolled her eyes. "Not everyone loves nachos..."

"Whatcha mean not everyone loves nachos? How could they not?"

"Damn, we'll be late to school... I guess Carol will have to handle Grief until we get back"

Kim and Ron went out of TPHQ and to school, holding hands.

As the plane landed, Grief let out a relieved sight. He'd never liked to fly at such altitudes, and 6 hours of flight was killing him. Carol had woke up just befor the decending, being the only one able to sleep. It was a private jet, fast and safe, but Grief was still pretty tense about the whole thing.

"Relax, this thing is safe, and we're down now. It wasn't such a bad flight."Carol said after supressing a yawn.

"Said the girl whom slept through the whole flight."Grief replied, only slightly annoyed.

"Come on, whats the worst that could have happened? If the plane chrashed in mid-flight, we would only plummit straight down for a couple of thousands feet before hitting the water." Carols expression where smug. Griefs where everything but that.

"Right... lets get out of this ting."

The first thing Grief noticed as they walked out of the plane, was the heat. In-flight he had been cold, the planes Aircondotoning set on "Freeze", now, he was sweating. They decended the stairs to the airport, and walked up to a black car with blackened windows. The front door opened, and the driver stepped out. He was tall and strong, Grief noticed.

"Thanks for the ride, Cournal.

The Cournal replied in a deep voice

"Its the least I could do after you saved me from that earthquake."

"Yeah, yeah, don't mention it, it was but a 500 feet drop with a paper towel."

The cournal opened the door for the pair and they made themselves comfortable. Memories flashed in Griefs brain as they drove past the Mall and especially as they drove past the cafe that had given them a lot of good times, Bueno Nacho. He looked away and stared down at the floor. Carol noticed, and turned towards him.

"What is it?"

"Its just... you know, memories."

"Yeah, I figured you might get flashbacks..."

"I.. I were so happy back then. I never believed that something like that incident might happen."

Carol saw a tear make its way down Griefs cheek. She felt even worse than yesterday. The car came to a stop outside a large building, with a large sign with the Logo "Team Possible HQ". They stepped out of the car, and begun the acending of the road to the HQ.

"This, is our headquarters." Carol begun. "And this is also my home. We run tactical from here and so on."

She turned to Grief with a serious expression. "Welcome back, Grief Trustable"