Title - Love Is For Thieves
Chapter Title - Kiss
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.)
C.9
Autumn's pov.
"OK, everyone. You all know the way to Ida's so we're going to split up. Autumn will come with me, Scip with Ida, Prop and Bo and then Hornet you can stay with Riccio and Mosca. They won't suspect that they're with adults and remember that they know all of your faces now too, so I don't doubt they'd try to get answers from you. Keep to the shadows and the alleys. If we're not all back at Ida's in an hour then we'll all come and find whoever's lost. Understood?" Asked Victor stood with his hand on the handle to the exit of the Stella. Everyone nodded in silence and he opened the door, letting us file out. I turned to Scip before he left with Ida.
"See you in an hour, yeah?" He nodded and pulled up the hood of a jacket he'd taken from the 'wardrobe'. I pulled a hairband from my wrist and tied my hair into a loose bun before pulling a beanie hat over it and following Victor out of the alley.
We were about five minutes away from Ida's when Victor stopped walking and pulled me into a shop. He pretended to be showing me a postcard from one of the shelves as he bent to talk to me.
"Your foster mother, by the fountain."
Acting as nonchalant as I could manage I turned my head to look at the fountain opposite the shop and indeed, Allison was sat on the edge with her head leant back and over sized sunglasses reflecting the sun.
"I don't think she'd seen us. We should just keep going as..." I stopped when I noticed Jackson appear at Allison's side a drink in hand. He sat stiffly glancing around all over the place. "This could be difficult." I mumbled. "Is there a back door to this shop?" I asked and Victor moved off to the owner to ask. I kept staring at Jackson, unable to take my eyes from him. Then, he glanced at me, then away and back again, frowning. I tore my gaze away and continued to look at the postcard, as though I wasn't worried he'd seen me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw that he'd stood up and was coming my way.
"Victor, we have to go, he's coming!" I whispered harshly.
"Come on." I followed Victor through the back door behind the shop owner and quickly through the back door.
"Stay calm, don't look suspicious. We're not far now." Victor, although seemingly calm, was power walking away from the shop, my bags in his hands. I had to do a sort of hopping jog to keep up with him. That was until we heard the door swing open and rebound off the wall behind us. I glanced back and saw Jackson, starting to follow.
"Too late, Victor, run!"
We tore through the streets, ignoring the looks of the locals. I tore the beanie from my head along with the hair band, and dropped them to the floor, finding that they only hindered me, Victor went to turn left, towards Ida and I called after him.
"I'll catch you up, he can't know where we are!" I took the right and ended up down an alley. It seemed as though I was running down alleys and round backstreets for hours trying to shake Jackson off but every time I looked back, he was still there. There was no way I'd be able to keep running, I was too tired. I urged myself forward, a little faster before I hid in a doorway to catch my breath. Suddenly, a hand appeared from above. For a moment I could do nothing but stare at the limb until a voice accompanied it.
"C'mon Storm!"
I grabbed the hand and as it started to pull me up I pushed my foot against the wall to urge myself forward. Below Jackson grabbed my other ankle and tried to pull me back down causing me to hit my head on a pole on the balcony but I was already half on the metal surface. I shook him off and rolled over and pushed myself up onto my knees. The back of my head pounded from where it hit the pole as I looked up and saw Scipio squatting before me, his bird mask tied securely around his eyes.
"Shall we?" He gestured to the ladders beside us, a small smirk playing on his lips as he glanced down at Jackson trying to jump up to the balcony.
Once again we took off up the steps, taking them two at a time. We ran across various rooftops until we directly outside Ida's house. Scip climbed down the side of the building via the drain pipe and waited at the bottom for me to follow. Cautiously I clung onto the guttering before swinging my legs down to the pipe. I eased myself down, scraping my knuckled against the wall behind the pipe until I got to the bottom. Scip untied his mask as we started down the road to Ida's.
"Thanks, Scip. How'd you find me?"
"Victor said you'd gone the opposite way to get rid of Jackson so I stayed high up to see better and went the way you'd gone when you left Victor. I saw Jackson first and followed him."
"You're bloody brilliant."
Scip laughed and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "I owed you for all the times you've helped me." He pulled my closer and placed a soft kiss on my cheek as we arrived at Ida's door.
Prosper rushed out and engulfed me in a tight embrace, hiding the blush that was creeping onto my cheeks. "Thank god, you're alright."
"Yeah, unless you stop my breathing." He let me go and we went inside, everybody now able to relax now that they knew we were safe.
We spent the rest of the day playing games and telling stories. I even tried to teach Riccio how to do a handstand when he, for some unknown reason, asked if anybody knew how. Ida made a fantastic dinner and then everybody fell asleep on each other in the living room whilst the fire was crackling. Scipio was lay sideways, across a chair, his hair falling across his dark eyes. He looked as though this was the best sleep he'd gotten in a very long time. Before I finally closed my eyes, I brushed a hand across my cheek on the spot where Scip had kissed me and smiled, completely content.
A/n - When I first got the idea for this fic, it was most of this chapter. So, I sketched out a few bits before I actually wrote it, so if anybody wants to see them, they're here. -
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