A/N: Hi again, I would like to say a big thank-you to all of my current subscribers. Please R/R or I'll go on strike! FYI, the more you review the more I post, coz I have, like, 10 chapters in total across all of my stories not yet released. And they can stay there until I want to update… sooo, R/R. LOL. Sorry of I sound really bitchy and mean _ I don't really mean to be. Anyway, back to the whole point.

Chapter 2:

Six/Maren P.O.V.

We all laughed at something John, or Number 4, had said. Ella yawned, and since I was looking at her, so did I.

"Geez, we better get some rest." Marina, or Seven, said wearily. We all nodded, and got up. When I got to my room, I pulled out my phone. I couldn't take it any longer. I quickly dialled her number, and waited anxiously.

"Tamara." A familiar voice said brightly. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ohmygod it's good to hear your voice, Tammie." I said, half-laughing. She giggled as well. I sighed. "Sooo… where are you now?" I said softly, not wanting the others to hear me… they'd know I'd lied to them.

"Australia. Sorta midway down the east coast. You?" she questioned curiously. I shrugged, even though she couldn't see me.

"America, with Four, Seven, Nine, a human guy and Ten. So, you and Five need to get here. ASAP." I said firmly. I could almost see her rolling my eyes.

"Ya, whatever. How did you know I was on my way to Russia already?" she joked… or was it a joke?

"R…Russia?" I squeaked.

"Yes, Maren, Russia. That's where Five - or Fabio, right now - is. You need to tell me your exact location, coz I'm leaving tomorrow for St. Petersburg. So, I repeat. Where. Are. You." She said, most of the sentences sarcastic.

"I-I'll meet you at the Carson City airport, in Nevada. That good enough for you?" I sighed.

"Yep. I'll see you in a week. How are you gonna break it to the others?" she said cautiously. Once again, I sighed.

"I dunno. I suppose now would be good. Better now than never." I said, defeated. She laughed.

"Rightio. See you Wednesday." She said, and hung up. I put my phone on my bed and went back out with my brave face on. What I didn't expect was to see everyone outside my bedroom, leaning against the opposite wall, staring at me. My confident smile fell. Shit.

"Who's Tammie?" Marina said swiftly, eyes narrowed.

"I-uh, um… no one." I said, voice breaking from stress of the situation. Nine smirked.

"Pfft, yeah, a no one who would understand what you're talking about when you say random numbers and 'a human guy'." He said. My back straightened. There was no avoiding this, no going back.

"Fine. If you want to know, that was Tamara Pierce, Number Eight. We met in Argentina, four years ago. She will be here on Wednesday, with Five, who is named Fabio right now. She's leaving Australia tomorrow for St. Petersburg, where she's picking up Five. There. Happy?" I said, all in a rush. Ella's eyes widened. Marina's face was one of shock. Four was scowling at me. Nine seemed to be replaying her words in his head.

"Wh… why didn't you tell us?" Marina whispered, staring at me in shock. I shrugged and shook my head.

"It… it just… I dunno. And, I'm sorry. At least we know she and Five are alive, and coming.