A/N: I am SO sorry for the long wait for an update! I got MAJOR writer's block on this story, but hopefully it'll be gone soon, I'm trying to force myself to write. Thanks for all the great reviews, and please continue to do so! It makes me reallllyyyyyy happy! -Shay

Camping Trip

"I get the window seat!"

"No, I get the window seat!"

"I said it first!"

"So what? I said it second!"

"Myles!"

"Bobby!"

Pause.

"Sue!"

"What?"

Lucy, Sue, and Tara sighed in unison.

If you hadn't guessed already, the six Agents were on the plane, arguing about who was going to sit where.

It was an odd set up for the plane. The seats were arranged in an almost semi-circle so that everyone could see each other, though, at the moment, that didn't seem like a very good idea.

"These are comfortable," Sue commented, flopping in a chair.

Windows forgotten, the men rushed to the chair nearest them, and Lucy and Tara followed. The order ended up being: Myles on the end (he got his window seat), Lucy, Sue, Jack, Tara, and Bobby on the other end, happy to be far away from the art lover of the bunch. When he voiced his thoughts aloud, Myles glared at him.

"Oh, grow up, you two," Lucy exclaimed with a roll of her dark eyes.

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"This is the song that never ends- and it goes on and my friends- some people- started singing it not knowing what it was- and now we'll keep on singing it forever just because it is the song that never-"

"MYLES!"

"BOBBY!"

The two men immediately shut up and cast sheepish glances at Tara and Lucy. "Sorry," they chorused.

When Jack turned to talk to Bobby and Myles looked out the window, sulking, Lucy grinned at Sue. Do you like sitting with Jack?

Sue blushed. So what if I do?

Just then, the plane hit some turbulence, and Tara let out a squeak. She gripped the armrests so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Ever so gently, Bobby pried her fingers off the chair and murmured quiet words of comfort in her ear, and she visibly relaxed.

Now can you see? Lucy signed vigorously to Sue.

Sue held up her hands. Okay, you win, I'll help!

"Thank you!"

"Are we there yet?" Bobby inquired sweetly- for the seventh time in the last twenty minutes.

"NO!" All the others cried at once.

Bobby ducked his head. "Sorry," he muttered.

Tara squeezed his hand. "It's okay."

"I'm dying here!" Lucy whispered to Sue.

"Why?"

"I'm getting electrocuted by the sparks flying between them and they don't even notice!" she hissed.

Sue shook her head and laughed. "Oh, Luce."

Lucy shrugged nonchalantly. "It's in my blood, I guess."