Title: Innocence

Author: PandaPjays

Chapter Title: Plain Confessions

Rating: T

Warnings: See First Chapter

Disclaimer: See First Chapter

Author Note: Once again I love reviews. All people who give reviews are awesome I hope that you all know that.

I'm sorry for doing that to Rei last chapter- couldn't help it- I guess it's the evil streak in me- I can't live without my angst. So please enjoy more of it.

Life is not fair. I always thought that it was. I always thought that there was such a thing as karma. Oh God, maybe there is such thing as karma. I did something. I wish I could go back in time and undo it. Whatever I did to deserve this I'm sorry. Please let me go back in time to fix it.

I can feel my tears on my cheeks but I don't care. Let the world see how miserable I am. I hid my feelings from Kai and look where that got me. In the words of the great poet Avril Lavigne – 'So much for my happy ending'

All I can see in my head is Tala and Kai. More specifically, Tala with Kai. Why didn't I see it before? I mean, sure, they always had a certain something but I never thought that it was love. Shared past maybe but never love.

How much shared past do they have anyway? Both of them are so alike that it's clear that they grew up together. What was it like growing up in the Abbey anyway? How did it change them?

How will it change me?

Well the cab's here, at the airport. I guess it's final decision time. Do I just go back and pretend that everything is all right? Do I pretend to be happy for Tala and Kai when they tell the rest of the team? Or do I go ahead with my crazy plan?

Do I go ahead with my plan? It probably won't work. But then again it might. Either way it is going to be painful. But, then again, as far as this is concerned, my life is pain.

At least this way I have a chance. A chance to be like Tala. A chance to be the one that Kai loves. Even if it is slim it is there and it is the only hope of happiness that I have left.

I hope that I can pull this off.

Thankfully, I have my passport in my wallet. When you travel as much as I do you need it on hand at all times. Just in case.

Just in case of what? What would you call this circumstance? Just in case you need it to execute an insane plan? Just in case you need to get out of the country quickly? Just in case if the one person you truly love has given their heart to another and broken yours in the process?

One can never really tell when such eventualities may occur.

I have just enough money to get to where I'm going. Just enough for a one way ticket.

One-way ticket. Just the words sound depressing. I guess it's meant to sound like that to discourage people from buying them. Who wants to go somewhere that you can't return from?

Apart from me, that is.

Buying the ticket feels so final. I'm definitely going. I don't think I've ever been so nervous about getting on a plane.

This plane doesn't only lead to a new country but a new life. A new life that may lead to future happiness.

Or a new life that leads to yet more pain. It's really a fifty-fifty chance.

Ok, maybe seventy-thirty in favour of the pain but I'm game for a gamble.

Am I game for a gamble with my life and future though?

Too late now. The plane's taken off. I just hope I've made the right decision.

"How are you today, dear?"

Oh no. Life is not fair. Next to me is the nightmare of any traveller. She's old, has purple hair and smells of potpourri. She has glasses on, a kind smile and a floral print bag. I am willing to bet money that that bag has pictures of her grandchildren in it.

Maybe if I smile nicely and answer her questions she won't bother me too much.

I doubt it though.

This is going to be a long flight.

Ok, lets hope that I can bore her enough that she falls asleep.

"I'm fine"

"Really? That's good. I'm always a bit nervy when it comes to plane flights. I guess it's because once when my daughters husband, Darryl, when on a flight to America the plane had an engine failure! Imagine that! You can never be too careful with technology these days- no matter what it will find a way to fail on you at the most important time. I guess that's Murphy's Law though. Anyway, luckily they had only just left the airport so they just turned around and came back! But imagine if the engine had failed over the Pacific? Then where would he be? Certainly not back with my Tina, that's for sure…"

My God, It's been ten minutes and she doesn't look like she's going to shut up. Can't she let me wallow in my misery? It's what any other decent human being would do.

But then again this is the traveller from hell that we are talking about. I wonder if anyone would notice if I gagged her?

Or slipped her some sleeping pills.

"…And then I told her that if she wanted to beat me in the bake sale that she would have to go find her own recipe. I certainly wasn't going to tell her how to make my prize-winning blueberry muffin mix. That recipe's been passed down throughout my family, it has. My mother used to make them for me and her mother made them for her, and so on throughout the generations. I can remember that I was eating my mother's blueberry muffins when she came and told me that I had a new baby cousin. Well actually, by the time we got the letter little Irina wasn't that new anymore. Maybe about six months old, mail travelled so slow in those days. I'm catching this plane to go and see Irina, in fact. Poor dear just lost her husband and I'm going over there to make sure she's all right. We've always managed to keep in touch even though we live so far apart. You never did tell me, why are you going to Russia, young man?"

What? Has the tirade ceased? Oh… she's looking at me expectantly, I think she just asked me a question. Damn, I was hoping I could just tune out for the rest of the flight and she wouldn't notice.

"Sorry? What did you say?"

"I asked you why you were going to Russia, dear. It is getting a bit noisy isn't it? I wish that that mother down there knew how to keep her child quiet, in my day she would never be allowed to scream like that."

"Right… I'm sure that she'll stop screaming soon, it's probably her first flight."

"I don't doubt it. I can remember what my first aeroplane flight was like. I felt exactly like her, I can tell you. But I was a lot older than her and I knew how to control myself. Anyway, why are you going to Russia, dear?"

Because the guy I love loves someone else and if I go to Russia I may become like Tala and Kai might love me.

"Uh, no reason, really, just wanted a change of scenery."

"Well, Russia seems to be a long way to go for that but whatever tickles your fancy. You don't look like you come from Australia, where are you from?"

Whatever happened to rambling on about nothing? At least I could tune out then. Now I actually have to listen to her! What did I do to deserve this?

"I'm from China, originally, but I like to keep moving around."

There, that's close enough to the truth that I can remember it. I hope she thinks I'm too boring to keep on asking questions about.

"Really? I thought that you looked Asian but I never would have guessed China with that eye colour. I don't think I've ever seen anyone with golden eyes before. But there's a first time for everything I guess. I don't know how you can like moving around. I prefer to stay in one place, to have a home base, as it were. But each to his own, I suppose. How many places have you been?"

"All over the world. Y'know I'm feeling tired I think I may go to sleep"

If I sit here with me eyes closed for the rest of the flight will you leave me alone? I hope so.

(-)

Thank God. We're here. I feel so sorry for Irina, no one deserves to have the-traveller-from-hell to drop in on them when they're mourning. I barely survived it and I only had to deal with it for the few hours that I wasn't pretending to be asleep.

Ok, now to find where I'm going. I'm sure it'd be based in Moscow but where? The Abbey is no longer in existence but Tala had to come from somewhere and I'm betting it's here somewhere.

But where?

It's not like I can go up to a random person and ask them where it is. For one thing I don't speak Russian. And anyway it's meant to be a secret organisation.

Far too secret if you ask me. Whoever benefited from secre-

Two people, running down the street, in baggy, grey clothes with the logo on it. That was way too easy. For a secret organisation they really aren't that secret.

Now it's just a matter of following them until they lead me back to where they came from.

(-)

How long have we been running? I knew that I needed to step up on my training routine but I'm not on the unfit side of the scale! This is ridiculous!

I'm about ready to collapse from exhaustion and they don't even look out of breath.

Come on, guys, you know that you want to stop now.

Any minute now.

Oh come on! You've been around this block three times already.

That's it! I'm giving up. They obviously have no intention of going back to where they came from. It's a lost cause. I can't go on any longer… Hey! They've stopped! That was convenient.

And now they're walking into a corporate looking building. This must be it.

The infamous Biovolt, I never thought I would be heading here one day.

Well, Biovolt, time to introduce you to your newest member.

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