Hey guys still do not own… threw away the lepercons as well… the traitors… saying Sam id Hotter then Dean…. I'll teach them!! Anyway I do own the girls, bikes, Tyler's underwear and story plot…. Oh and a bunny who is done with the world domination… not enough space… now she's gonna take over the universe!! Muwhahahahaha.. uhm yeah… takes a pill I'm owkidoki now….

Owkay I know the last few chapter where boring and scary like hell ( romance is horror to me, I hate romantic movies…. You wanna scare me, let me watch something romantic) But I'm trying to give the girls some love :P :P It's vital to the sequel I'm gonna write.. I think…. But I hope there will be some action in the next few chaps… and action can means two things…. evil look Oh no I'm not planning something…..

Chapter thirteen – Disliked meetings

Like they say, all good things must come to an end… But why so fucking soon? Why did the freaking cops arrived just ten minutes after they did? Mik was pissed. Finally Reid had shown something towards her. "Freaking cops" Mik muttered from under her helmet.

As soon as the DJ had announced that the cops where on their way (again) Everybody left. The gang minus Angel and Tyler hopped on the bikes and drive away while Angel and Tyler jumped into the Hummer.

"I hate it when that happens" Tyler says. Angel looks at him. "On the bright side, now we can be alone" She said with a naughty smile on her face. "You know Hammond you need to get your mind out of the gutter" Tyler said.

"To little to late" She said teasing. "Girls…" Tyler muttered. "will be girls, but Boys" Angel said. Tyler looked at her. "Gutter girl" He said. "Been called that before" Angel teased, leaning over to give him a kiss.

Tyler accepted it with pleasure, only to almost hit a truck. "Let's not do that again" Angel says, her fingers still firmly attached to her seat. "Agree" Tyler said. His nails would still be imprinted in the wheel for the next 50 years.

Elsewhere Lyn and Caleb had stopped on the side of the road. Lyn had told the others to go ahead, they would follow shortly. Caleb put off his helmet, that Lyn "Magically" bought him.

"So, you , me alone…" Caleb said. Lyn smiled. "Don't get your hopes up Hot Shot" she said, "I just wanted to give you something.". She pulled something out of her pocket, a ring with the same symbol as she had on her necklace.

"It was made By the first witch in our covenant my great-great-great and so on grandmother for her love of her life, it has passed on to the oldest one ever since to give it to her love of her life" Lyn explained. Caleb looked at the ring and then to Lyn. "I love you to" He said and pulled her into a kiss.

The kiss only lasted a few seconds because they while rudely interrupted by a strange voice. "That, Miss Hammond is very romantic". The couple looked up, Lyn very terrified. "No…how..how.." She stuttered.

"How did we find you?" The man said, "Come on Melinda Jane Hammond I thought you where smarter then that". "Don't call me that Derrick, it's Lyn" Lyn yelled. Derrick snickered.

"Aren't you gonna introduce me to your boyfriend?" Derrick said. Lyn stayed quiet. "I guess not, Well then, Mister Danvers, I am Derrick Ryan, bounty hunter" Derrick said. "Try witch hunter" Lyn said.

"That is such an old word Melinda, we prefer it as Bounty hunter" Derrick said. Lyn turned around. "Caleb they are the reason we're here they can't get us please Cal, they'll kill us, They'll kill Angel and Jazz and Mik and Lee and everyone who knows about us" she says hysterical.

Caleb looks from Lyn to Derrick and back. "Hold on to me" He says and his eyes turned black. Lyn's grip on him was tight and he transported them both to the dorms, back to Lyn and Angel's room.

"Angel!". "Tyler!"

Owkay, shorty, but with action :P :P Now what would be wrong with Tyler and Angel?? evil grin I soooo Own His underwear.. Mine… no fighting about it.. I would win… Coz I'm the evil fanfic writer :P Oh we fanfic writers are torturing those characters chough Whumping cough Huh I was saying uhm nvr mind :P . So whatcha think R&R people R&R….. Oh and if I say Derrick, picture like the yellow eyed demon from Supernatural (Again? Yes schizophrenic voice in my head, again), you know Azazel.. :P