"Simple," Liz replied, oblivious to the tension in the dark alley. "We're supposed to go there."

The boys stared at her, silent. The dark-haired one scowled coldly at her, "Why?"

Morna stepped forward, taking control of the situation, "It's long and complicated. We're on our way to the airport now. Are you going home soon?"

Both boys smiled slightly sadistic, as if they shared an inside joke. "Yeah, we're going home, but we're not taking a plane."

Liz tipped her head thoughtfully, her baby blues were wide and open, obviously confused. "Were you taking a cruise back? If so, this is the end of our time together, we got to get their faster then that." She smirked playfully.

Dark-Hair smirked back, "Nope, no boats." It was almost teasingly, as if to say 'guess again…'

Morna rolled her eyes, "What, will you be teleporting there? Should I turn away, lest I be blinded by alien abductions lights?"

"What?"

Liz cut Morna's reply off, "Well, what then? I man, you have to either fly over the ocean, or float across it. I mean, you can't swim it!" She giggled.

He shook his head, "Nope, not going to swim it." Morna rolled her eyes.

"Oh please, release us of the suspense." She groaned sarcastically. "Because we certainly have nothing better to do then wait here, miss our flight, and blink stupidly at you." She glanced at an imaginary watch, "Which will be what happens if we don't jet soon."

Liz batted a hand at her absently. "Hey, what are your names anyway?"

Blondie got a dangerous twinkle in his eye, "Come with us, see how we're getting there, and you'll find out more then names." Dark-hair glanced sharply at his…um… cohort?

Liz jumped up, "Well, what are you waiting for," she popped open the trunk, "lead the way."

Morna leaned against the hood of the car, looking surly, "Believe it or not, some people, don't entrust their lives to strangers on a whim."

"It's a good thing we always promised never to be 'some people'"

Dark-hair exclaimed, offended, "Who said we were strangers?"

"Anyone who's name I don't know is a stranger, and besides, you practically ooze strangeness from ever pore from your being…"

Blondie then retorted, looking coy, "Now that's ridiculous. Have you seen every pore on my body?" He raised an eyebrow.

Morna retained a carefully blank expression, "No, it's not, and I don't intend to."

Liz leaned over and grabbed one of her bags, "Come on, adventure, isn't that what we wanted?"

"Who's we, you got a mouse in your pocket?" Liz scowled.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. I wanna go!" She pouted.

Morna opened her mouth. Liz blatantly ignored her and turned to Dark-hair. "So how's this work?"

He shrugged, "Well, to begin with, we'll need really close physical contact."

Liz sighed, "Why do I feel like this is how every relationship with a guy starts." Morna rolled her eyes and chuckled. "Because that's the guy your looking for." Dark-hair laughed

Liz frowned, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Exactly what it says." Liz, full of defiance, walked over to the taller, much taller boy. She stood close enough that a deep breath would have their skin touch.

She looked up at him, "You wanna grab my other bag?" He leaned behind her and pulled a dark purple bag out of the trunk; it matched the one in her hand, "Hit the nail on the head."

Blondie glanced over at Morna, "You coming?"

Morna sighed, "Yes, but your not coming that close to me."

He rolled his eyes, walking close, "It won't work any other way."

She pursed her lips, "I'll tell you how close you can get," she pushed her extended hand against his chest, "Your close enough. Get my bags."

He raised an eyebrow, grabbed the bags and came back, with a sigh, "I'm really sorry, but it won't work if I'm that far away from you." The sorry seemed sarcastic, but the facts sincere enough.

She looked up at him coolly, "How close?"
He walked forward a step and leaned down, putting himself close enough that his breath ticked her lips. "I think this should do."

"Do you now?" She replied with a slight flush.

He grinned, "Yes," he purred, and disapparated with a pop.

Liz started, "what was that noise?" she said with a frown.

Dark-hair grabbed her arm lightly, "us leaving," he breathed, following suit. The air crashed in on the empty space where the two had jut been located, wit another loud pop.

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AN: Hi! I know that it's short, but this was the best place to end it. (Well not for you I suppose.)

By the way, I'm really sick of finding out that tons of people are reading this, but only FF is reviewing! That's super frustrating. So please, JUST THIS ONE TIME, review. Thank you. It really means a lot to me to know what your thinking.

Oh, I just thought of something. If you have a story you think I'll like, tell me so I can go read it. Please and thank you.

Now, thanks to FF for reviewing. You rule babe. Hey, did you find Draco? 'Cuz I still haven't heard from him. PoUt

Tell him that if we are to be married, it will be elegant and pretty, not some elopement. I mean Gawd, he's got the money. Hope that doesn't, like, anger him, but it's really important. If we aren't getting married, then tell him to bring his ass home.

Oh, and go check out my zanga please.

I love you all, even when you don't review. Longer chapter to come!.!.!.!.!.!.!

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