Hello! I'm moving tomorrow so I'll won't have the best internet access for at least five or so days. So, I apologize ahead of time if the next couple chapters come out weird and out of order. Disclaimer: I do not own Bloodlines or its characters, if I did, Adrian would be mine.

Ioannina (Iωάννινα)

Stepping out of the car and into the sun I'm automatically amazed by the buildings and people around me. There's a castle-like structure not too far from our apartment and we have a lake view. A stone wall encases the community we're in and just beyond it is a strip of shops. After passing a boat rental place earlier I figure we'll spend plenty of time near or on the water, especially if Jill comes to visit. An old library from the Ottoman Empire era had also caught my attention when passing through the town and I long to check it out, but we have to settle in first.

Breathing in the culture and language of my new home I smile and turn to help Adrian with our bags. The first thing we did at the airport after grabbing their bags was exchange our USD for EUR so I hands over the exact amount and follow Adrian up to the apartment.

The place is a plan white in color, but has nice counter tops, three bedrooms, two baths, a terrace, and all the needed amenities; fridge/freezer, stove/oven, microwave, and a washer and dryer. Setting our bags down in the master bedroom I pry the windows open before moving to the other rooms and repeating the process.

When I reaches the third bedroom to open the windows I'm amused to find that Adrian's already set up his easels, canvases, and brushes. Adrian glances up as I walk in. "Hey, I'm going to grab some paints."

"And food."–Thinking back on Adrian's poor attempts to tell the cabbie where we were going I wince.–"We'll go get paints and food."


"Okay, so I get this is purple and green and orange and red and blue, but what are the exact colors? It looks like…mathematic figures."

"They are. Greek is used in higher level math a lot. As for the colors; Lilac, Grass, Fire, True Blue, Scarlet Lake, Peach, Metallic Gold, White, and Chrome Black." Adrian hums and selects a few before nodding. Trying to hide my smile I follow after him and translate for both him and the cashier.

Bags of paint swinging I direct us to the store to pick out food. Grabbing a cart I wait until the paint is safely inside before heading straight to the organic section. Browsing over the options I grabs figs, grapes, watermelon, Brussels sprouts, artichokes, cucumbers, olives, lemon, eggplant, spinach, as well as various nuts and beans. Moving on I grabs Panini bread, naan bread, phyllo, and various meats and cheeses. Adrian throws in ice cream, milk, sugar, random spices, and coffee. After checking out they hurry home and part ways; Adrian to his studio and me to the kitchen. Tradition Greek dinner, coming up.


Dropping into bed around 3pm Adrian pulls me close and presses a kiss to my head. "You still positive I only need numbers?"

"Oh yeah, just numbers."

"Hm. And colors. Have to do something other than just sit around while you're off at your fancy college." Laughing I tip my head up to peer at him.

"You don't even know I got accepted."

"You will. Escape plan 1 remember? Run away to Greece."

"Mixed with a few others." Adrian shrugs and leans close so his breath fans over my lips.

"So what? So what?" Then we're kissing. When we pause to catch a breath I grin.

"Yeah, so it'll work out."

"And I reserve the rights to an 'I told you so'."

"Deal."

Alrighty, hope you like it. Playing off some of the escape plans Sydrian mentioned in the books. Ioannina is a real place in Greece, I have not been, I just looked at pictures. So, if anyone has been, feel free to point out things that may be culturally different from America.

R&R

Ciao