Thank you for reading. Copyright goes to Ally Carter and Disney – Hyperon. Hope you enjoy. Reviews are appreciated. I will try and update as much as possible but I am getting busy this coming month. Enjoy! Sorry this chapter doesn't have much Kat in it. Sorry it's a bit boring. It will get better though! I'm trying to explain who Abigail is though, without giving too much away.

Hale heard the hotel door shut and steps clicking towards him on the hotel tile, the familiar footsteps that could only belong to one person.

"Why are you here Ab?" Hale's masculine voice rang through the room.

"I wanted to talk."

"No. Why are you here."

"Oh. Well, I heard you were here in Austria, so I came looking. I haven't seen you in a while you know." Her voice was clear and had no trace of any accent except for a Californian one. "And so I went looking for you…and well…you know how good I am at finding things."

There was silence for a moment, then the sound of the springs on a bed squeaking under pressure of Abigail sitting next to Hale. "I don't see why I can't tell Katarina my last name or your first name for that matter. I don't see why I have to wear this ridiculous disguise. She must think I'm your ex or something. She seems very jealous. What is going on between you two?"

"Nothing, but…"

"But what?"

"But I might like her."

"Well duh. You're a duo aren't you?"

"Not all the time…but I don't mean like that. I mean I might really like her. And not just as a friend or an associate or a second person in my duo."

"Ooh. I see. Well you should go for it."

"I can't."

"You're crazy so I am not even going to ask why not."

Hale chuckled. "Thanks."

"Anyday…"

"That a top notch accent you had out there. I thought you were just going to come in with nothing."

"I may not be a thief…or a spy…or anything else special for that matter, but I know the 'family' business and I know what daddy does and who works for him and I can figure things out on my own."

"Why did you go with French and Spanish?" Hale asked aimlessly.

"Because I couldn't nail the Spanish accent. But I wanted to be Spanish… but I knew Katarina would see through it. She's too smart…and pretty."

Hale blushed despite himself. He quickly changed the subject back, "How did you work that out with your hair. And your skin. It's…darker."

"Spray tan. Wig."

"Thought so. I thought Kat might see through it. But then I saw you and I thought you had dyed your hair or something."

"Dyed what?" She asked him.

"I-. Um." Hale said almost nervously. "Sorry."

"No don't be. It's no secret I have cancer. I'm proud of it baby!"

"You shouldn't be coming with us. You should be back in the hospital. Your too vulnerable out here, unprotected."
"I have you right? And besides I wanted to have fun. I don't want to stay cooped up in the hospital the rest of my life!"

"I don't want you to get hurt though Abby."

"Please. I'm a big girl now. I'm not that little girl you used to know."

Hale rolled his eyes. "You should probably take the wig off now…isn't it itchy?"

"No…I put this glue on it so it would stay on. And it isn't coming off." She tugged at it cautiously, as if it were going to tumble of her pale head. "And besides…I like looking normal."

"You look beautiful any way. With or without hair."
"Stop getting all mushy with me! For goodness' sake. I'm your sister. Get over yourself." She pushed him off of the bed.

Just then there was a knock on the door. Hale got up to see who it was. "Can I come in?" Kat stood outside.

"Shit." Hale turned around. "Do you think she heard us?"

"I don't get why she can't know that I'm your si-" Abigail raised her voice so Kat could hear the secret but Hale pushed his hand against her mouth before she could say "sister".

"She wouldn't like that I haven't told her. She would like that I lied. And I don't want her to think that I don't trust…it's just that I never told her because I didn't want to put you in danger."

Another knock. Hale turned. "Danger? Goodness Hale! She's your best friend. Practically your lover!" Hale blushed. "I would not be in any danger and just for the record…or no. Just to tell you…notify your brainless little boy head…yourstill. Lying. To. Her. Now…I don't know about me. But I wouldn't like that." She smirked as she went to the door that connected her room to Hale's and Hale's room to Kat's. She quickly opened it and slipped through it into her dark room.

Hale sighed. "Hale? Are you in there?"

"Yeah." He yelled. "Sorry. One second." He shoved his suitcase under the bed and threw anything amiss into the bathroom." He ran back to the door and opened it.

When he opened the door Kat's eyes were wide and wondering. "Did I hear Abigail in here?" She looked around.

"No!" He said to quickly.

Her eyes landed on the unlocked door to Abigail's room.

"Yes she was. Don't lie to me."

Hale smirked that Hale smirk. "Why you care? You jealous?"
"No!" Kat said to quickly with a blush.

"Uh-huh." Hale nodded. "What's up?"

"I have something to ask you. I just…I cant see why you can't tell me who this Abigail girl is and why she knows to much about me! I know everything about you and it's frusterating that this girl is suddenly part of our…trio I suppose. I just want to know who she is. I think I deserve that at least."

"Why do you want to know…Kat."

"Just tell me who sh-."

Kat was interrupted as Hale's lips pressed against hers. She blushed, but kissed back.

She almost forgot her intent for coming as he pulled away, but stayed stoic. "Who. Is. She. Tell me who she is, or I don't do the job."

"Kat…I can't tell you. You'd hate me." Hale said seriously.

"Fine." Kat turned on her heel and left the room to pack her bags by herself.