I am soooo sorry this took so long. I rewrote this chapter at least four times, trying to figure out which one would help along the story the most. Hopefully you will like the version I picked. Please review and enjoy.

"Chloe." Someone loudly said when shaking me. "Chloe!" My eyes flew open as I quickly sat up, gasping for air. It was only a dream, only a dream I chanted to myself, but it wasn't. It was a memory of what happened when I lost my first life. It wasn't an ordinary dream; it was like I was living it. The terror, the tiredness, the pain, I felt it all at the same amounts that I did when they happened for real. "Chloe?" A voice questioned. I turned to my left and saw Alek sitting on the side of my bed.

Without thinking I threw my arms around his neck and buried my head in his shoulder. "It's okay. It was only a dream." He murmured quietly, trying to smooth me. I shook my head in his shoulder, trying to tell him, without words, that it wasn't only a dream. He wrapped his arms around me and started to rub my back in circular motions with one hand. "What was the dream about?" I stayed quiet, just wanting it to go away instead of talking about it, but I knew that it was better just to get it over with. I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself, before I started to speak.

"The dream wasn't just a dream. It was…" I trailed off, not knowing which words to describe the horror. "I relived through the time when I died. It wasn't like just a dream; it was like I actually lived through it again, without knowing what was going to happen next. It was exactly like when it happened before. Everything was the same; the smell, the place, even my thoughts and feelings. I didn't know why it was happening and I didn't know about Mai." I muttered into his shoulder.

"It won't happen again. You won't die again." Alek said, back to his cocky self while still being comforting. Sitting there in his arms made me feel completely safe for the first time in weeks. "I will always be there to protect you." We stayed like that for a little bit before I slowly pulled away from him. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was two am which means that I was only asleep for four hours.

"How long have you been here?" I asked.

"You started screaming and thrashing around in your sleep at around one thirty. When you screamed I thought that you were being taken away from the Order, it was loud and horrible. I was relieved that when I ran into your room, I saw that you were safe, but you were still freaky. No matter what I did, you wouldn't wake up. Well I guess you finally did wake up at one fifty." That means the dream lasted as long as I was being chased for in real life.

"I didn't wake up Jasmine, did I?" That would be terrible. Not only would I have made a complete fool of my self because of a dream and wake up Alek on one of his few chances at sleep, but also Jasmine's.

"No, she's still asleep. I've always been a lighter sleeper than Jas."

"I'm sorry I woke you up, especially when you really need the sleep." The one night he doesn't have to stay up on my rooftop all night and actually sleep is the night I wake him up when I'm screaming.

"Don't worry about it." We stayed quiet for a moment before he spoke again, ruining the peace. "You should get some more sleep. It's really late."

"I don't think I can."

"Well, we could just watch some TV then." Without another word, he picked me up and walked us to the living room. He laid me on the couch and went to sit in at the end of it.

"You know you can go to sleep. You don't have to stay awake with me. "

"I know. " He switched onto a basketball game, and although I would normally protest, I stayed quiet. I don't know how long we watched sports before I slowly felt myself fall asleep.

Somehow in the morning, I found myself lying on the couch with Alek's arm around my waist. What was I suppose to do? Wait for him to wake up or just try to get out without him knowing? When I glanced at the clock I saw that it was seven in the morning, so I decided to try to get some more sleep when I heard the sound of the door being closed, and saw Jasmine trying to sneak in quietly. What was she doing out? We weren't supposed to leave the apartment.

"Jasmine, what were you doing out? Valentina-" I stopped talking when she turned around to face me. She had a black eye and a few scratches on her face. Her arms were also covered in scratches and bruises.

"Jas, what happened? " Without thinking first, I tried to stand only to have to sit down right away. Stupid foot, when was it going to heal? Because of my sudden movement, Alek woke up.

"What's going on?" He asked in confusion as he sat up. His confusion seemed to disappear when he saw Jasmine. Jasmine looked at him like they were trying to come up with a cover story, making it pretty clear that they were hiding something.

"Tell me, it's obvious that you guys are hiding something." Alek sighed and motioned for Jasmine to explain. I glanced between them and saw that whatever they knew was big enough for them to be tense. Jasmine looked like she got no sleep at all, so wherever she went; it was for the whole night. Alek looked like he was about to get us all too some place safer.

"My mother got a tip from a Mai who saw Scarface. Unfortunately they were too far away to get to him before he ran off. So they sent me and two other Mai to find him." She admitted quietly. Was the only reason why he was so nice last night was because he was trying to keep me from figuring out Jasmine wasn't there?

"You went after Scarface?" I asked outraged, then turned to Alek. "And you knew, didn't you? Last night, I didn't wake you. You were already awake because Jasmine woke you up before leaving so you could make sure I didn't try to go after her."

They didn't say anything for a few minutes.

"I'm sorry, but what would you have done if we woke you up and told you? There is no way that you would've stayed here." Yeah, because it's ways too dangerous for anyone to go after him, especially when there was only three people against him.

"And you going on a suicidal mission was better? You should've brought us with you. Five mai would've been better." Although I knew that they would've never in a million years bring me to any fight.

"Yeah, because the best thing to protect the Uniter is to bring her in a huge fight against a highly skilled assassin." Alek scoffed.

"So Jasmine risking her life is better?" I turned on him.

"Chloe, I'm fine. The other two Mai are fine. Everything turned out okay." I grabbed my phone and texted Amy to pick me up.

I'll be there in five minutes. Amy texted back.

"Yeah, because most of the time fine means having a bunch of scratches and bruises everywhere." She wasn't fine, and yet there she was, hurt, and still trying to protect me!

"It's better than breaking your foot and having ninja stars thrown at your calf." Alek pointed out bitterly.

"You still shouldn't be risking your life-"

"That's our job." Alek interrupted me. "We need to keep the Uniter safe." My phone buzzed and I saw that Amy had texted me. I'm here. And I took that as my sign to leave, but all I needed was for them to leave the room to give me a minute head start.

"Would you mind letting me be by myself for a little bit?" I said bitterly.

"Sure." Jasmine sighed. They didn't look like they wanted to just drop the conversation like that, but they nodded and left to their rooms. I stood up, ignoring the pain in my foot, and started to head to the door, and with that, I took off running.

"Chloe!" I heard Alek call right before the elevator closed before they could enter it, giving me a chance to leave. I ran out of the elevator and straight into Amy's car. In the backseat because Paul had shot gun.

"Should you really be running after yesterday?" Amy asked me.

"No, I'm going to pay for this later. For now just drive before they come out."

"Wait a second, do they not-"

"I'll explain later, just please hurry." I interrupted as I saw Alek and Jasmine leaving the apartment and searching for us. Luckily, Amy got the picture and started to drive. Fast. Less than a minute later, I heard my phone buzz, signaling that I got a text.

Where are you going? You aren't supposed to leave the apartment! I could tell that he was angry because he spelled out everything. I started to text him back before my anger got the better of me. I turned off my phone and put it in the compartment.

"Where are we going?" Amy asked.

"Anywhere that they can't find us."