Christin Solomon
Chapter 9-I'll Always Need You
A/N: A lot of you liked Grant's POV for that chapter and I agreed with HRS-LVR-12, Grant's POV works for those kinds of things. Thank you for the reviews!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Christin's POV
I was grabbing breakfast when I heard the big doors to the Mess Hall open and close, so I automatically looked for a reflective surface, but who I saw on the shiny spoon almost made me drop my plate. There was the Director of the CIA, but even more important was the person behind him, James Talon. His black hair was spiked and his odd icy blue eyes fell on the spoon I'd been using the seemed to meet my gaze. He was tall, maybe six feet four now and very muscular. James had been my childhood playmate, a little bit of a sweetheart. I hadn't seen him in a good six years. We'd met again at the Masquerade Ball for the CIA when we were thirteen, but had lost touch, now he was here. I sat my plate down and stalked over to step between Mrs. Morgan, my daddy, and the Director.
"Christin, it's so good to see you." The Director greeted, but I glared at James. He caught my drift and glared back.
"Director" I greeted curtly without even exchanging a glance at him. James and I tensed and rolled our muscles, as if we were about to fight.
"If there's a problem between you and Mr. Talon I can send him to Blackthorne." The Director said hastily. James and I dropped our façade and we stepped toward each other, he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and I wrapped mine around his waist.
"Heck no," I said, a little threateningly. My dad looked amused and gave the slightest shake of his head.
"But-" The Director looked confused.
"They're best friends and they love to play pranks. But you couldn't separate them if the world was on fire." My dad explained. I smiled and nudged James with my hip and he nudged me back.
"Well, James will be hanging out with you for the rest of the year Christin, I hope you don't mind." The Director was actually using sarcasm! I laughed and nodded.
"His room is right a crossed from yours Christin." Mrs. Morgan told me, so I led James to his room. After that, I showed him around Gallagher, and we played tricks on each other, just like old times. Then it was time for class. So we went outside to the P&E barn and waited.
"Who's he?" Jonas asked as my little brothers entered with their girlfriends.
"Real spy like Jonas," I complimented and he rolled his eyes.
"This is James Talon, James; this is Zach, Cammie, Bex, Grant, Jonas, and Liz." They nodded as I introduced them and then decided to get right down to business.
"Today is the same thing as yesterday except for two things. One, boys are trying to get information and two, what age did I learn to motorcycle?" I had told the girls the answer last night. James chuckled and I elbowed him in the ribs.
"Jonas and Liz, I want you to try to hack into the . . . Olympic Female Volleyball Player's profiles for 2008. (I play volleyball and watched the game, we kicked butt! Ha!) Liz and Jonas snorted and went to their laptops. I observed Zach and Grant's methods. Grant was dancing around the question, trying to get Bex to let it slip. He needed to change his tactics, but I was pretty sure I knew what he was going to do. Zach was pressed really close to Cammie, running a hand up and down her back, and had the other wrapped around her waist, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. That was my boy, using the method that went straight to Cammie's heart. I glanced back at Bex and he was kissing her, just what I expected.
"Don't want to join in?" James teased; she smirked and punched him in the shoulder. He smiled broadly and an instinctive smile formed on her face. She felt like kissing him and was about to when she heard the loud thump as Cammie hit the mat.
"Okay Zach, cough it up." I told him. Zach smirked and I was ready to slap him in the back of the head.
"Five" He stated matter of factly. A second later, Bex hit the mat, and Grant agreed with Zach's answer.
"We've been done for fifteen minutes." Jonas whined, I shook my head laughingly.
"Class dismissed"
*******************************Later that Evening after Dinner*****************************
"I'm out here!" James yelled while I was in the shower. I didn't reply but his disturbance brought a smile to my face. Only he would just barge into my room and make himself at home. When I was done, I brushed and braided y hair in two braids, put on a black tank top, and some black basketball shorts. James was sitting on my bed when I walked out, looking through one of my favorite books, Pride and Prejudice.
"Hey" He smiled as I lay down on my bed and he lay down beside me.
"Hi" I returned casually, he had a gleam in his eye and I was on guard.
"How's life been?" He asked and I shrugged.
"Same old, same old, what about you?"
"Same old, same old" He repeated. That's when he attacked me in a tickle. Only he knew how dang ticklish I was on my sides.
"Stop it" I commanded in between giggles. Of course, this is James we're talking about, so he just kept going. "STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT!" I shrieked and he laughed. Suddenly, a memory came flooding back. It was one where Shawn was tickling to get me distracted from when I fell off the gym bar. The memory hurt and I found myself wrapping my arms around James's neck and hiding my face. His arms wrapped around me tightly.
"What's wrong?" He whispered, rubbing my back in soothing circles.
"I just had a memory." I answered, that was all I had to say. James understood, he knew the parts in me that hurt, and why.
"Don't ever leave." I said quietly, tightening my hold on him.
"Never." He replied with a comforting finality. James and I lay down and I hid my face against his chest and used his arm as a pillow. He settled his hand on my hair and draped one arm on my waist. Just before I fell asleep, I whispered the words that had been floating around in my mind, "I'll always need you."
A/N:AAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Who knew I could make Christin so, I don't know, loving? I'm wondering, do you think Christin and James should get in a fight or become a couple right away, and I think I'm going to make Zach, Grant, and Jonas a little protective over their big sister. PLEASE REVIEW(NOT LIKE I REALLY HAVE TO TELL YOU, BECAUSE YOU DO, BUT I'M JUST MAKING SURE)