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We slept in the van, which was parked in a small parking lot. To what the parking lot was for-we didn't have a clue.

When we woke up, we counted out the money and set aside a few bucks to grab some breakfast. We agreed on some donuts and coffee.

I was chewing on a chocolate-frosted donut when Simon broke the silence.

"Chloe?' he asked. I looked up into his worried eyes. His fingers were nerveously playing with his cup.

"Promise you won't think I'm crazy if I tell you this?' He smiled a little. I scooted closer to him and nodded. I took another bite.

Simon took his other hand off the wheel and rubbed his eyes. "I… I overheard Lauren and Dad talking a while back…something about what he said…it made me think…"

He shook his head, his expression seirious.

Uh oh. I thought. He looked up to me and met my eyes, then continued talking.

"No matter what, I've decided I'm going to help Tori out with her kids. I mean…I don't know, I feel like I owe it to her for some reason." He slowly smiled. "Weird right? But if what I think is right is right, then…." He trailed off.

Finally, I found words.

"Simon? What are you trying to tell me?" I asked, nerveous. I had an idea of what he was trying to tell me, and the thought of that little secret formed a knot in my stomach.

He looked down and everything went silent.

"Chloe." He said quietly. "I think Tori is my sister."

I held my breath and looked away. He'd figured it out.

The expression on my face must've given something away. I heard him swallow. "Did…Did you know?" he asked. "Is it true?" He almost whispered, his voice sounded broken.

I opened my mouth, planning on a full explanation, but I decided I could just go the easy route and answer both questions at once.

I looked back up at him.

"Yes." I said, nodding, my brows furrowing, worrying he would go off like he had when he'd found out Tori was pregnant.

Simon turned forward, rested his head against his seat, closed his eyes and let out a breath. I waited.

"Victoria is my sister." He said calmly, like he was making sure he heard right.

"Half-sister." I quietly corrected. He patiently nodded and rubbed his eyes again like he hadn't gotten enough sleep.

After a while of staying silent, he started up the car.

"Okay." Was all he really replied.

We were on our way to the main road which would start us on our way to Syracuse when I had gotten the feeling.

I didn't know what it was, but my senses seemed to scream stop!

"Simon!" I yelled, letting my gut feeling take over. it wasn't a "were in trouble" feeling or a "something isn't right" feeling. It was a "turn around quick were missing something" kind of feeling.

The van jolted to a stop. Simon, who looked like he was going to have a heart attack, stared at me wide eyed.

"What's wrong?" He asked as a car honked at us, annoyed that we stopped in the middle of the road. Simon ignored it.

I looked away a little, embarrassed. He would probably think I was crazy.

"I…I don't know." I admitted, my brows furrowing. Something inside me wanted to stop. I looked out the window past us. There were several stores, and one movie theater. Why would a movie theater make me stop?

On impulse, I opened the door and jumped out, running to the sidewalk. I stood there, wind carrying my hair in all directions, staring at the buildings.

"Chloe!" Simon yelled. I turned to look back at him. Simon was coming toward me, looking back at the van every five seconds. Thank God the streets were almost totally deserted. He caught up with me quickly.

"What the hell?" He said in between deep breaths. A bubbly feeling built up in my gut, which confused me even more.

I finally spoke. "We need to go to the movie theater." I said without thinking. He stared at me again, and I watched him digest my words. Then he shook his head. "Why?" He asked, his eyes narrowing in confusion.

I couldn't explain how I knew. It was stupid, especially under the circumstances, but I ignored him and walked on, closer and closer to the theater. He ran after me and grabbed my arm.

"Chloe what's going on?" He asked again. I pulled my arm away is quickly away and made my way toward the theater. Simon kept my pace the whole time.

When we reached the double doors, I blankly stared at them for a second and felt really stupid. Simon gave me a weird look. After a second of hesitation, he opened the right door slightly, and peeked in. He looked back to me, then did a double take. His mouth dropped open.

"Chloe." he said shakily. He opened the door wider, so I could look in. I did, taking in the dull place, studying it, looking from face to face, trying to look over crowds, to find what Simon had. And then I saw him, and my stomach did a joyful flip.

There, past the ticket booth, at the snack bar, talking to some girl, was Derek.

That's when I ran.

I ran inside, ducked under the ropes in my path, past the ticket booth. The man sitting at the booth tried to stop me with a loud "Excuse me!"` But I really didn't care. Derek sharply turned his head my way, his expression surprised, then worried and angry as I approached.

"Chloe," He said. I was closing the distance between us quickly now.

"You shouldn't be-" he started.

I collided with him, and dragged him down to me by his sweat shirt, cutting his statement short, forcing his lips to meet mine.

I half expected him to pull away, and ask me why I'm here, but he didn't. The kiss just got fiercer.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me tighter to him.

For that time it was nothing but bliss-pure bliss, just Derek and I, nothing else, and it felt like nothing could pull us apart, until Simon ruined it with a "Derek!"

Reluctantly, Derek pulled away, still tightly holding me. He had a smile on his lips. "Hey Simon."

Simon was smiling, which made me happy. The Edison Group's resent reappearance, Rae's death, Derek's disappearance, and finding out Tori was his sister had taken a toll on Simon. It had taken a toll on all of us.

"Where were you?" He asked, still smiling. Derek opened his mouth to answer when a soft, older female voice cut through and said:

"See you've found your mate."

We all turned toward where the voice was coming from.

A woman stood near us, closer than I had realized. I suddenly blushed.

She had long, curly dark hair that spilled over onto her shoulders. She had bright, hazel eyes and dark circles under those eyes. She was wearing a royal blue colored hoodie, and black sweat pants with traditional white gym shoes. She looked to be in her late forties, maybe early fifties. She wore a kind smile on her dull pink lips.

Derek cleared his throat, his eyes regarding the woman. "Adele, this is Simon and Chloe." Derek said firmly. I loosened my grip on Derek's shirt a little and politely smiled. Simon nodded a "Hi" in her direction.

There was a second of silence. Adele looked like she wanted to say something, but Derek intervened. "And this is…" he seemed to have trouble getting words out.

"This is my mom."

Derek's back YAAAAYYY! :D

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