Note from the Writer: Thank goodness for Griffin being fixed and back to his semi-usual self! Read and Review please!
Chapter 10: Worry [G]
They were only half way to London. This'll lead to so much trouble...Griffin thought. He knew she wanted to know everything about the Paladins that he knew. But what if she asks about me? The thought brought his mind to what the Paladins had done when he was nine. He knew he would never forget that night. His anger began to swell. He hit the top of the steering wheel with his palm.
Griffin let out a breath of air and jumped. The car and them now in a back road in London, he drove out and around a corner. Knowing exactly where he was, he turned another corner and parked at the curb. Griffin looked over at Penny. She was moving around a bit, but was still sleeping. Is she dreaming? She having a fit? "Penny?"
Penny mumbed something and shook her head as if saying no.
"Penny," Griffin said louder while leaning towards her.
"No...Don't..." Her face was scrunched up.
"Penny?" He went to touch her arm as her eyes flew open. She gasped and sat up straight.
With a confused face, Penny turned to Griffin. There were tears running down her cheeks. Griffin wasn't good with people who cried. He got out and walked around to the other side of the car. Penny was unbuckling her seat belt an trying to wipe away the tears. Griffin opened the door and she got out, still wiping her face.
Griffin looked at her. He couldn't find the right words to comfort her. Finally deciding on, "You okay?"
Penny nodded. "...J-just a dream," she sniffled. Griffin remembered the dream he had earlier. He remembered the sweltering heat, the smoky atmosphere, and the scream. The scream was still the most vivid. When he thought about it, he could almost hear it again.
Griffin's head ached to think about it anymore. "Let's go in."
Griffin and Penny walked into the building they were parked in front of. It was a resturant with earthy tones left and right. Plants, green tables and chairs, light brown walls. Griffin always ate here whenever he was nearby. The place reminded him of a jungle.
A waiter approached them. "The two of you?" he asked in a strong scottish accent. Griffin nodded and glanced back at Penny. She was fiddling with her sleeves. He smirked as they followed the waiter to the table. The table was definantly meant for two, with only two chairs across from one another. "What'll it be?" the waiter asked as they sat down.
Griffin looked at the waiter as if he was crazy. "Menus, uh, would be nice. And some coffee."
"Herbal tea, please..."
Ever since she woke up she's been quiet. What's wrong with 'er?!
The waiter looked like he was slapped. Then turned and smiled a little at Penny before walking away.
"Stupid bloody waiter..." Griffin muttered. "Are you sure you're alright?" he asked. He wasn't usually one to be concerned about people but she wasn't acting like herself. It bothered him.
Penny nodded. "Like I said, just a dream." Her normal tone sounded as if it were returning. She smiled at him in a reassuring way. "Seems as if we're both having bad dreams. What was yours about?..." she questioned.
Griffin shook his head. "Dreams mean nothing." He smoothed part of his hair down.
She tilted her head as she asked, "Okay. Can you tell me now then who's after us?"
Griffin knew this would cause unneccessary pains, but he did promise. He sighed and began.