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Chapter Four

I wake to the sound of my alarm clock blaring; I growl and close my eyes more tightly, hoping that the infernal machine will give up its quest to draw me from the warmth of my bed.

"Are you going to shut that off, or do I need to borrow your gun?" I hear Mikala mumble into my chest. After a moment she sits up, clutching my blanket to her chest, "Oh god, what time is it?"

"Six-thirty," I reply lazily without bothering to sit up.

"Crap," she groans, climbing out of the bed and taking the blanket with her. "Crap, crap, crap," She continues to mutter as she searches the floor for her various articles of clothing.

I fight to stifle a yawn, "What's wrong?"

"I was supposed to be at the hospital for my rounds an hour and a half ago," She mumbles as she continues to comb the room looking for her left shoe. She finds it and quickly scurries out of the closet that is serving as my room and to the bathroom. She reappears a moment later, fully dressed and her red hair knotted into a bun. She stands in the doorway for a moment before softly clearing her throat, "Well, I guess I'll see you around."

I stare at her for a moment before nodding in agreement, "Yeah, that's probably the smart idea." She nods solemnly before turning to leave. I climb out of the bed, thankful that I woke up in the night and pulled on a pair of boxers or this might be awkward, "Or, we could just ignore logic and see each other again tonight, catch up on the last two years."

She raises an eyebrow at me, her eyes lighting up with pure mischief, "Well, I guess it couldn't hurt to sit around and talk."

I pull her to me and press my lips to hers before pulling back, "Oh, I forgot, you're in a hurry to get to work."

She rolls her eyes before pushing her lips against mine again. After a moment she pulls away, "I really do have to go to work though, I'll see you later." And with that she disappears through the door and I am reminded of a similar morning two years ago…

I wake to the sound of a door downstairs being slammed shut. I sit up and try to take in my surroundings. Although most of the rooms in Erudite houses are the same: book shelves, a desk, a bed, and a lamp; the subtle differences between my own room and this one jump out at me. I start to sit up, but find a second slightly smaller body tangled up with mine. Mikala's red hair is splayed out across my shoulder and arm, her head is resting on my chest.

"Kala?" I whisper, grabbing her shoulder and shaking her gently, "I think your dad is home."

She groans and snuggles closer into my chest, "Shh, it's way too early for talking, Er…" She sits up suddenly, her eyes wide with panic, "Oh crap."

The sound of footsteps on the stairs sends Mikala hurtling out of the bed. I lay there for a second marveling at the fact that I have never seen a person move this quickly before. She has all of my clothes gathered in her arms before I have time to blink. "Closet. Now." She growls, and I find myself scrambling out of her bed and rushing into her closet like my life depends on it, which if the look in her eyes is any indication, it does.

I watch through the crack in the door as she climbs back into her bed and flips the light on, grabbing a book from her bedside table. A few moments later the door opens, her father walks in and sits at the foot of her bed, "I thought I heard something in here. Why aren't you asleep?"

She puts the book on her lap, "I was having trouble sleeping, I guess I'm just too nervous to sleep."

He nods, "You have no reason to be nervous my dear, I know you will make the right decision. You are intelligent and logical; I am not worried at all."

She smiles and he leaves the room, once his footsteps have faded she drops her head and pulls her knees to her chest. I walk as quietly as possible back to the bed and sit next to her, "Are you okay?"

"No," She whispers softly, "How am I supposed to follow my heart, make the logical choice, when any choice but Erudite means disappointing my father. I'm all he has left since mom died."

"Well, whatever choice you make, you have to do it for yourself and not anyone else. It's your life; you should never feel bad about doing something that makes you happy," I say before leaning in and kissing her. After a moment she smiles back at me, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to climb out the window before your dad catches me."

She laughs softly and I turn to put the rest of my clothes back on before sneaking out of her house and back to my own.

I am brought out of my memories by the sound of the alarm on my watch going off; I am supposed to be at a leadership meeting in five minutes. I dress quickly and rush out the door toward Jeanine's office, hoping that this day goes by quickly so that I can make up for lost time with Kala tonight.

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