Title - Love Is For Thieves
Chapter Title - Found Out
Author - OblivionsGarden
Genre - Romance/Adventure
Disclaimer - I do not own The Thief Lord in any way, shape or form. I only own my original characters and the plot for this fic. (Based off the film not the book.)

A/n - Finally got the book from Amazon. Going to start reading as soon as I'm done with Harry Potter ;)

C.8

No pov.

Dottore Massimo was not in the slightest way bothered about his son's sudden decision to run away. The reason behind this was that Dottore knew that his son, nor his unwashed girlfriend would get very far. When Scipio opened the door, he made one of the biggest mistakes of his life.

Dottore stood red faced as he watched his son yank his bedroom door open. Just outside was the girl he had sent away, Storm, crouching slightly to listen to their conversation through the keyhole. Before Dottore could say anything, his son gave him the one thing he needed.
"Autumn?"
Autumn? Autumn Harris? Could it be? The very girl that he'd been hoping to see. Dottore's friends, Jackson and Allison Savage were holidaying over in Venice with their foster daughter, only for the ungrateful girl to run away. Jackson had asked Dottore to keep an eye out for him. And now here she was, right in his house.

"The Savage's are hear, signore."
Dottore nodded and his maid scurried away as Jackson and Allison entered the room. Allison walked with a permanent pout and her shoulders back to enhance her chest. Not that it needed anymore enhancing. Jackson walked proudly beside her, clearly showing her off.
"Dottore, nice to see you again so soon." He smiled. "You have news for us I hear." Dottore shook Jackson's hand firmly before taking Allison's and kissing the back.
"Indeed. Autumn was here this morning." Dottore lead them through to a room full of large leather couches and gestured for them to sit down as he offered Allsion a glass of wine and Jackson a glass of Scotch.
"Well, where is she now?" Asked Jackson, swirling his glass around to make the ice clink together.
"I can't pinpoint her exactly, but she'll be with my son. And finding him shan't be hard, he always goes to the same place."
"I didn't know you had a son, Dottore." Commented Allison.
"Yes, well. He's not something I'm particularly proud of."
"Oh, we know that feeling, don't we honey?" Allison laughed along with her husband.
"We fostered Autumn hoping she'd turn out like Allison. Beautiful and...and..."
"Full of financial gain via modeling and the like." Finished Allison when her husband was at a loss for words.
"Yes. Well, once we find them, you can take Autumn home with you and Scipio will be off to his Uncles."
"Where was it you said they'd be?" Asked Jackson.
Dottore took a sip of scotch with a twisted smirk. "The Stella."

Autumns Pov.

We didn't stop until we were inside the Stella and Riccio was demanding to know what had happened. We caught our breath by the stage and I noticed that Scipio was still tightly grasping my hand in his.
"You'll stop my blood flow if you're not careful." I commented through gasps. He looked at our hands and laughed again before unclasping them.
"Sorry."
"Will you please explain what happened." Demanded Riccio.
"Scip stood up to his dad, it was brilliant." I beamed.
"You what?" Riccio gasped but a smile was making it's way onto his face.
"I wasn't brilliant." Said Scip, his cheeks red from the running.
"Oh come off it, Scip. It was wicked!" I climbed onto the stage and stood as tall as I could. "Scipio, how many times, I don't want your dirty friends here." I made my voice as deep as I could before turning to face the opposite direction. "They are not dirty!" I lifted my voice slightly before turning back. "Do not back chat me! - I will do what I want. I am not a child and I won't let you push me around. I'm leaving father!"
Riccio was grinning from ear to ear and Scipio, now red from embarrassment, was laughing at my impression of his father.
"Honestly Scip it was fantastic." I said as I jumped down from the stage. I coughed a little as the pain from my bruised ribs started to creep back from exhaustion and sat down in one of the theater seats.
There was a knock on the door and Scip went to answer it whilst Riccio couldn't stand still. Scip returned with the rest of the gang and Ida.
"What's with you three you look like you've just won a million." Frowned Hornet.
"Better." Smiled Riccio. "Scip's left home."
All eyes turned to Scip but he just shrugged. "Autumn does a better impression." Once again, without shame, I climbed onto the stage to put on my little performance.
"Did that really happen?" Gasped Prop once he'd regained his composure after falling into a laughing fit with Bo as my deepened voice.
I sat down on the edge of the stage. "Heard it with my own ears."
"This is brilliant. Scipio, I'm so happy you're finally free from that horrid man." Smiled Ida, pulling him in for a motherly hug.
"I think this calls for a celebration!" Grinned Bo and Mosca nodded in agreement.

Just as we were all about to agree there was a pounding on the door. Scip's expression went grave.
"Stay here, all of you." He instructed. We waited with baited breath until he returned with a tired out looking Victor.
"Victor, what's wrong?" Asked Ida, her face etched with concern as she helped the man to a seat.
"You all need to leave, now." He panted.
"But they've only just got here." Moaned Bo.
"Your father Scip, he knows you used to come here and he knows that Autumn is with you."
"Why does he care about me?" I frowned, standing up.
"He's quite friendly with the Savages." My stomach dropped. "I was tipped off by the Massimo maid, who's been trying to help us since she found out about what happened last year."
"Right no time to waste." Ida jumped up from her seat. "Pack everything you need, you're all staying at my place until we know that it's definitely safe. Go, pack, now!"
Everyone dispersed from their seats, the joy of Scip's return completely ruined. I looked at Scip who looked like he was going to be sick.
"You OK?" I whispered.
"This is my fault. I should never have spoken to my father like that."
"What?"
"If I hadn't then he wouldn't know who you were and we wouldn't be in danger." He was staring at his feet. I glanced at Ida and Victor who got the message and wondered off to help everyone pack. I walked over to Scip and grabbed him by the shoulders.
"Scipio Massimo, you listen to me right now." He looked up, eyes widening slightly at the use of his full name. "There is no way in hell you are going to blame yourself for this. Standing up for your father is the best thing you've ever done and don't you dare doubt it for one second. Nobody blames you Scip. Your father however, we do blame. And you are coming with us whether you like it or not because you are the Thief Lord. Everyone here looks up to you, so deal with it."
Before I could walk away, Scipio's arms were wrapped around my shoulders and squeezing me tight, A little shocked I slowly rested my hands on his back. "Thank you, again." He whispered before releasing me. "Now, go pack." I nodded and headed up to the balcony I shared with Hornet, having moved out of Prop and Bo's space two days ago.

As I started to stuff my clothes into my bags I noticed that Hornet was still grinning.
"Why are you so happy?" I frowned.
"I think he's got a crush on you."
I stopped folding clothes to stare at her. "Who?"
"Scip. And if I didn't know any better I'd say you had a crush on him too."
"You don't know any better." I mumbled although I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks.