Alright, so it's not as long as I wanted, but I really wanted to post this one tonight also and it's getting late and I have finals tomorrow so while it's longer than last chapter, it's no marathon chapter. I promise though, one of these upcoming chapters I will mke up for all the short chapters so far.

Disclaimer: Nothing's changed. Still not mine.

Chapter 8

His eyes grew wide at her words. "W-what? No. That's not possible. There can't be a murderer after her. She's never done anything."

"Oh so now you admit it Shane." Nate rolled his eyes. "You have the worst timing ever."

"What's wrong?" Paul asked panicked as he joined them.

"Mary, Mitchie ran off because of our son over here and now she's out in the city all alone. "Oh Paul, what are we going to do!? We have no idea where she is or who else is out there." She panicked.

Gently grabbing her shoulders he calmed her down while Bog Rob started to call in other members of the crew to help.

"Alright." Big Rob started. "Here's what we'll do. Everyone will go out in groups of two except for you Mr. and Mrs. Grey. You'll also have Frankie with you. I'll go with Jason and Nate can go with Shane. Everyone make sure you have a cell phone so you can call everyone in the case that you find her. Now everyone head out, but make sure to head in opposite directions.

At his words everyone headed towards the lobby, and upon exiting Shane and Nate headed to the right of the entrance on foot.

"God, I screwed up majorly." Shane said more to himself than anyone else.

"You think?" Nate asked sarcastically. Then in a more thoughtful manner he added, "I guess you just had to explode at her at some point or another, I mean everyone can see that by arguing with her you're covering up your feelings for her."

"Whoa." Shane held up his hand and stopped walking. "Hold up there. Feelings? No one ever said I had any sort of feeling besides contempt, and maybe now that I've heard her sing respect, but feelings of the friendly, and most definitely the romantic sort, do not exist. You and anyone else who thinks that needs to wipe that crazy notion out of your heads."

The two started walking again and Nate continued. "Seriously Shane, you're my brother. I think I can see right through what you're doing and know when you like someone, and whether you'd like to admit it or not, you have more than friendly feelings towards Mary, Mitchie, Mary, crap. What do we call her now? Mary I guess since if we're lucky, she's still undercover or however it is this situation has it set up."

"I still don't get it Nate. How could I have feelings for her when all we ever do is fight with each other?"

"Did you ever think that maybe you made those fights because you wanted an excuse to not like her?"

"I don't know man. I just-Oof!" Shane finished as he was hit straight on by a solid object sending him a few steps back. But the thing was this object didn't let go. Looking down Shane realized why. The object was Mary, and she was currently sobbing into his shirt.

"Nate, call everyone else. And let them know we have her." Returning his attention to Mitchie he contemplated what to do for a second before picking her up bridal style and heading back in the direction he and Nate had come from.

Relief washed over him as he realized that they were the first ones back to the hotel. Carrying Mary over to the sofa he sat down and held her to his chest while she cried all the while ignoring the pointed look Nate gave him.

With a sudden burst of energy the door flew open and Mrs. Grey flew across the room to where Mitchie was still curled up in Shane's arms.

"Oh Mi-Mary! Don't ever scare us like that again!" she cried. "Are you okay? Did anything happen."

Mary could only nod her head slightly as she still shook with sobs.

As her tears finally subsided she looked up at the waiting Grey-clan. "Nothing happened except I freaked myself out by seeing his eyes in my imagination wherever I looked. When I saw familiar faces I just felt so happy to know I wasn't alone anymore. I was such an idiot for running off by myself." She explained. At the end she looked down at the arms holding her and then up to the face they belonged to remembering the reason the whole thing happened.

Jumping out of his arms like they were on fire she looked at the whole family. I think I'm just going to go back to my room and leave everyone their peace. Maybe sleep some now that it's a real bed. Don't worry about going anywhere without me. I don't feel like having anymore adventures today. If I change my mind I'll be sure to call you guys." She stood up and hugging everyone before reaching for the door-handle.

Sopping mid-turn she turned to face Shane who had just spoken. "Let me walk you to your room." He offered.

"U-Um. I'll be fine it's only down the hall, and it's a private floor. Thanks though." She said starting to leave again, but instead she felt more than saw him cross the room to her.

"No. I insist."

She sighed knowing that there was no way she's be able to argue otherwise, and in all honesty she just didn't have the willpower to fight at the moment either.

"Fine."

The two walked in awkward silence towards her door. Upon reaching her door they just stood there and shuffled their feet before Shane spoke up.

"Look Mary…if that's what I should still call you…I'm really sorry for what happened earlier. It was totally uncalled for and I didn't really mean it."

"I understand Shane." She said opening her door and turning back to face him. "But even if you may not mean it now, you definitely meant it then because otherwise you would've had no reason for that thought in the first place." She sighed stepping in. "I'll see you later." And she shut the door.

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