I dressed in a simple pair of jeans and black tee. My hair was starting to get long, I could almost get even the shorter back layers up into a pony tail holder now; it had been too long since my last hair cut. I packed what little things I had acquired while staying with the twins in a case Conner had picked up for me last night. Just as I was folding everything perfectly into the case there was a soft knock at the door and before I could answer, Murphy crept inside the room and shut the door silently behind him.

He had one hand in a pocket, the other hand awkwardly scratching the back of his head as he shifted his eyes around the room. "Val…" He mumbled a little under his breath before he cleared his throat, "Val," He said my name again more clearly now. His eyes looked up at me now, he had a face of defeat. "This is really happening, isn't it? You're actually leaving."

"Murphy, you have to realize how dangerous it would be for me to stay. I'm doing this to protect you and Conner." I insisted as I started to zip up the case.

"But if you stayed we could protect each other!" He tried to argue. "I mean how do you know you can really trust this…this…"

"Bastian. His name is Bastian." I sighed softly as I sat the case down on the ground and lifted up the handle.

"Bastian." He sort of rolled his eyes. "I mean, you did break up with him, right? So, what if he isn't exactly all too happy to see you?"

"Murphy." I gave him a stern look. "I need to do this."

"But you don't want to." He continued.

"That's not the point."

"That's the exact point!" He threw his arms up in the air and turned his back to me. I let the silence set in as I watched his posture sort of slump and he dropped his arms. "I just…was starting to get used to having you around, is all." I heard him sigh heavily before turning back to face me. "Did you ever even consider it Val?"

"Of course I did Murphy." I sighed and walked a bit closer to him. "Please, don't make this harder than it already has to be."

I saw his eyes shift down, and I followed his gaze as he reached forward to take a hold of my hand. "You do want to stay, don't you?"

"Yes." I answered almost immediately. "I would if I could Murphy, but I can't and I know you that you know that."

"Are you about ready?" I heard Conner asked as he walked in the room. My eyes shot over to him as he caught the sight of Murphy holding my hand. I snapped my arm back away from Murphy and grabbed the handle of my case as I dragged it behind me.

We piled into the truck as we headed towards a private airport. The ride was pretty awkwardly silent, the only noise really coming from the sound of my case shifting around the back bed of the trunk. We arrived at the airport and Conner carried my case for me as they lead me to a small private jet. Conner talked with the captain, going over all the arrangements while Murphy showed me into the jet.

"I can't believe this is happening." Murphy mumbled under his breath. "I finally meet someone that I can't keep."

"What?" I looked at him as I packed my case up into one of the overhead compartments of the jet.

"You heard me." He said, a little more demanding with his tone.

"I thought we already went over this." I sort of snapped at him. "This decision is difficult enough already without you and Conner complicating it even more!"

"Conner?" I saw something in his eyes. Even though I hadn't said it, he somehow knew. "What has Conner said?"

I couldn't look at him; I set my gaze down on my feet. "He hasn't said anything." I answered with a hushed voice. "Conner…he…kissed me." I looked up to see such a look of hurt on Murphy's face, like he couldn't believe it yet at the same time like he was completely expecting it.

"You all set? Captain is about ready to head out." Conner shouted to us as he came up into the jet. I saw a flash of anger on Murphy's face before he turned to face his brother. "Murph?" Conner seemed shocked to see his brother in such a look of fury.

"You kissed her?" Murphy shouted at his brother.

Conner looked past Murphy, glaring now at me, "You told him?"

"Don't act like this is her fault!" Murphy stepped in front of Conner's gaze, blocking me from seeing Conner. "You kissed her, when you knew how I felt?" Conner was speechless. I couldn't see either of their faces. The tension in the air was so awkward; I wanted to be anywhere, anywhere but on that jet. Murphy looked back at me, his eyes so…sad. "I hope you're happy in Paris." Murphy shoved past his brother and left us both their on the jet.

Conner looked at me with a painful glare in his eyes, "Why did you tell him! Do you not realize what you've done! This is why I want you gone! You just fuck everything up! Everything was fine before you tried to fucking kill us, now my brother hates me because you had to come along and confuse him like this!"

"How the fuck is this my fault?" I shouted right back at him.

"Fucking forget it. Just go, get the fuck out and stay away from us." I wanted to think he didn't mean that, that he was just saying it out of anger, but the look Conner gave me before he stormed off the jet was too intense and convincing.

I stood there, just dumfounded, and before I knew it I felt an unfamiliar sting in my eyes. I was crying. "Miss Volkov?" I heard the captain of the jet say my name as he boarded the jet. I turned my head away quickly and just pretended like I was securing my case as he continued to talk to me, "We'll be taking off soon. The weather is pretty perfect for flying. I'll make the flight as quick and comfortable as possible, so if you could go ahead and take your seat I'll get us headed out."

"Ok." I managed to choke out. Once I heard his footsteps as he disappeared into the cockpit I turned back around to take my seat. I looked out the window, out at Conner and Murphy arguing by the truck on the tarmac. I shut the blind down on the window and relaxed back in my seats. I didn't even wipe my eyes, I just let the tears fall slowly but surely. I was leaving the twins, and this didn't make it any easier.