Hey, I kept my promise! Yay! I actually got this up in time. So today I had the day off from school. We had a snow day! IT was exciting when I woke up, but then I was lazy all day. Seriously, I didn't even bother to get dressed until like, one in the afternoon. I did clean my house, though. Somewhat. Well, anyway, I should probably get on with the story. I tendto ramble on and on at t- I'll shut up now.

"I won't tell you anything." Tessa said. She was starting to get tired of this. Every day for the past week she had been dragged into Jenkens' study and questioned for hours. What she didn't get, though, is the questions. You'd think that if somebody took the time to kidnap you, they would ask something of importance. But so far, she had only been quizzed on Will and Jem.

"Fine, you don't have to talk about the dances." Jenkens said. "But what about Jem? What's he like? Describe him to me."

Tessa sighed. Whatever made the nut-job happy. She supposed there was no harm in talking about Jem. "He's a very kind person. Never mean, never cross. He's a good friend."

"Do you fancy him?"

"Excuse me?" Tessa asked, shocked. Why was that any of his business?

"I was just curious, that's all." Jenkens waved off her expression. "The way you describe him, he's a perfect angel."

"He's a very good person."

"Unlike Will?"

Tessa gave him a look. "What do you mean?"

"Well, he hasn't been very kind to you, has he?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Tessa responded. On the outside, she was calm and cool, but on the inside, she was reeling. How did he know that? She didn't ever remember talking bad about him. She had been having a lot of dreams about him lately, but they were only dreams. He couldn't know about them, could he?

Jenkens simply shrugged. "I think we're done here. I will see you at dinner."

Mr. Kinsey, the fat cell kepper, escorted her back to her room. An hour later the two chambermaids came and helped her get ready for dinner. Dinner was the usual. Her sitting at onw end of a long table, Jenkens at the other. He would make polite conversation as if she were his dinner guest. Then she would go back up to her room. It was repetitive and boring. The only interesting thing was her dreams. They were mostly vivid memories and some fantasys of hers. So far they had all been about either Will or Jem. She still couldn't figure out why she had been brought here. The last time she was kidnapped it had been by the Dark Sisters. They at least had a purpose. So far, it only seemed like Jenkens was a lonely wacko looking for some company. She would find out why she was brought here. She was sure of it.

"Calm down, Will." Jem said. "Hopping about won't make the train move any faster."

"I am not hopping about." Will denied. He continued to fidget with the small knife he kept in his pocket.

"Either way, you should get some rest. We'll be plenty busy when we reach Portsmouth."

Instead of calming down, Will stood up and said, "I think I shall go for a walk."

"To where?" Jem asked, amused. "We're on a train."

"I'll walk around the train."

"Alright." Jem said, smiling to himself. "Just stay out of trouble."

"I'll try my best." Will said, the grin on his face saying the exact opposite.

Okay, okay, I know. Short chapter. I don't really want to write the stuff between the actiony scenes, but I know I have to. I will make the next chapter longer, I swear. But the only way I can write the next chapter is if you review, so click the little button below and type away!