Trapped

Summary: Valentina convinced Chloe to go into hiding. How? Who cares? Why? The Order. Who's she hiding with? Who do you think?

Disclaimer:

Me: I want my llama!

DA: Disclaimer.

Me: You promised me a llama.

DA: When the summer season's over, we'll bring your llama to you through our spaceship llama transportation unit.

Me: Okay! I don't own Chloe King!

Alek smirked. "What's wrong now? Nobody's after your family or friends, now that they know you're hiding."

"Wrong? How could anything be wrong? You know, besides the fact that I'm in hiding!"

"It's not that bad. You get to spend several days of your life with me."

"It just got worse."

They were in a hotel room in Portsmouth, Oregon. Nobody would look for them there, Valentina was sure. Her exact words were, 'The Order will expect you to be with the best protection possible.'

"Doesn't that make you the worst?"

"Time and time again you ask the question, and time and time again, I say yes. You're lucky."

"Why?"

"I would never admit anything of the sort to anyone else."

"I'm honoured."

"As you should be."

"I'm going to go crazy being trapped in this room. Especially with you."

"Valentina just said we had to stay in Portsmouth. We can go out."

~oOo~

"Mm. Park. Wonderful."

"Chloe," he said with mock disappointment. "You're a cat; not a dog. Show so refinement."

"Alek," she replied an equal tone. "Leave me alone. I don't do small, boring rooms."

"Yes, you're bedroom really says that about you."

"Speaking of my room, when can I go back to it?" She looked around at all the park had to offer, than back at Alek.

"When Valentina calls and says you can."

"When will that be?"

"She and the rest of the Mai are in Vegas, Chloe. I doubt it'll be soon."

"Super, she said sarcastically." She contemplated his earlier scold. "So, are there dog versions of the Mai? Like, children of Anubis or something?"

"As far as I know, no. Though it's not a bad thing. Mai do have a very catlike look to them, mysterious and angular. Imagine looking part dog."

They laughed and continued to walk in silence. A young girl around Chloe's age came up to them with an old Polaroid camera. "Excuse me. Do you mind taking a picture for me?"

"Oh sure." Chloe followed her back to the bench she had been previously sitting on, with Alek trailing behind her.

"Your boyfriend's staring at you."

"Oh, he's not my boyfriend. He's more like, my bodyguard."

"Okay," she replied, not completely convinced. "Here it is. The bench where I met my boyfriend." She sat down, put her arms over her knees, and nodded. Chloe took the picture, shook it, and handed it to her.

"Perfect. Not that he'll see it," she admitted with a sad smile.

"Why?"

"He died in a car crash two years ago today. And eight years ago today, I met him."

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

"It's all right. It's better for him now, wherever he is. Just, enjoy the time that you're spending with your boyfriend-bodyguard person. You never know when this life will be over and your next will start."

"Literally," Chloe muttered under her breath.

"Thanks for taking the picture. Remember, have fun." She smiled and started walking down the path. Chloe wandered back over to Alek.

"What was that all about?"

"Nothing. Oh, she forgot her camera." She turned around, but the girl was gone.

"Well, what should we do now?"

"I don't care. I just wanna have fun."

The end. Kinda saddish. Kinda cheesy. Hey, I'm stuck in a camper with no wifi for a week. Be glad it's still Chalek fluffy. Review, and tell me how much I suck for waiting this long to post.

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