Disclaimer - انالايمتلكونعليه. In plain English - I don't own it. Now here we see a bit more fun for Tori. Sorry it's so short but you get two in a row so calm yourselves. The cliffy will continue to be a cliffy until further notice. ONWARD!

--Covenant--

Desperate Getaway

A few days had gone by and Tori had become accustomed to the boys lifestyle pretty easily. Yeah their life wasn't bad but going from having nothing to excess was harder than Tori thought it be. The guys had given her space and time, which meant that they had barely seen her in that time. Reid's house has been a blast for the last few days, but now Tori was bored out of her mind. Reid could feel her boredom like giant waves now and again. At these times, was when he fought against his empathy … empathy was for somebody who cared, not him. But he still couldn't help feeling for her - more sympathizing really. Hell, he got to ply with his powers and he was still finding it hard to keep himself busy.

"Hey. What's up? Whacha doing today?"

"Me? I'm fine. Super… help me! I'm going nuts. I caught myself talking to my guitar a while ago. I wanted to go for a walk but I thought better. Being lost is so not for me. I need to get out of here."

"Fun stuff there. But did your guitar answer back? That's when we have to worry."

"Fucking hilarious … a real joker."

"I'm heading over to Tyler's for a while. You wanna come?"

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Tori launched herself at Reid's back. She hugged him while she squealed out her joy.

"Thank You! Oh, thank the lords. You don't understand how much I need this."

He laughed. "OK. Ok, get ready. We leave in 20."

"Dammit. Rush me more, will ya? Alright, get out. I have stuff to do."

"Ok. Ok."

--Covenant--

Fifteen minutes later, Tori was sitting on the stairs waiting for Reid to finish getting ready. 'And they say girls take more time getting ready - HA! So wrong!' She had been done five minutes earlier and had made it her task to get Reid downstairs as quick as possible.

"Blooondieeeee! Com'on, hasn't the glue set into your hair yet? It can't be that hard."

"You have no idea how hard it is with you talking every two seconds."

"Oh, I can imagine how hard it can get for you to do anything with me talking."

"Stop it! Stop now."

"Well, I would if you'd hurry the hell up!"

"Ugh … unbelievable."

"Blondie?"

'Nothing'

"Blondie?"

"What?"

"You have lots of cars - you won't miss one will ya'?"

"Tori don't you dare! I will hurt you - I will!"

"You better hurry up then - Com'on 5 … 4 … 3 … 2 … 1 … Here I go!"

The moment Tori finished the countdown, Reid came jogging down the stairs. He had ran all the way from his room to the staircase in 30 seconds and now was huffing angrily. He looked unbelievably adorable. His eyes were dilated, his cheeks were flushed, but his hair was the best part of the whole picture. Half of it was perfect, but the other half was sticking on end every which way. Tori stopped him and turned him to face her. She smiled at him, but he just huffed at her.

"Blondie - how long have you been doing your hair?" She reached for his blonde locks expecting him to move away but he didn't. He stood there while she combed through his hair with her fingers. 'This shouldn't feel so good.' He still had his shirt in his hand, belt unbuckled and water dripping down his chest. Tori reconsidered staying in and playing house, but when she 'casually' remembered that it was Reid she was considering, she snapped out of it. 'No need to go there, now do we?'

Once she had his hair in place she stepped back to see the finished product. The sight caught her off guard and a mumbled "Fuck" escaped her.

"It looks that bad?"

"No, it looks good." 'Holy shit, it looks real good.'

Tori stepped back from Reid and took an appreciative look over Reid's form. He looked stunning - he could have walked out of a runway in Milan and she wouldn't have been shocked. Her once over of Reid didn't take more than 5 seconds, but the image, she knew, would be branded on her mind for quite some time.

Reid shifted uncomfortably. He didn't like the way her fingers felt on his scalp - ok so he liked it, but he knew he shouldn't. As she stepped back he felt even more uncomfortable. He remembered his state of undress and disarray - he so did not need her thinking he was making a pass at her (even if his naughty, bad, adventurous side was screaming for him to do so). He pushed those thoughts aside and quickly slipped on his shirt and buckled his loose belt.

His mood changed swiftly from doubtful and cautious to mood full and confused. 'Interesting - mood swing?' He moved around her and headed for the door. When she tried to make him smile (obviously saying something stupid), he huffed and dismissed her attempt.

--Covenant--

Sooooo sorry I took this long. Home life wasn't up to par and college finals are coming so I'm going nuts! Anyway, I put this one apart from the next to create a good space between them. Whatever. You get 2 chapters so be content.

Later ……………