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Chapter Eleven - Liam

When he woke up the next morning, Carlos and Alyx were making some breakfast with the kitchenette. (Totally forgot to mention that.) He sat up, tiredly rubbing his eyes.

"Hey, Liam." Alyx said without turning around. He raised his eyebrow. He hadn't even said anything. "Was wondering when you were going to wake up." She was dressed like yesterday. Black skinny jeans, a sleeveless skin tight black turtleneck and socks. Her skin seemed to glow. Carlos was next to her, wearing tight jeans, a t-shirt and socks.

"Uh… Yeah…" He slowly got out of bed, rubbing his neck. "How come you didn't wake me?"

"We did." Carlos turned his head, his face unimpressed. "You wouldn't budge." Liam looked away, blushing brightly, his blush overcoming his freckles. He pushed off his covers and stood, stretching.

"I'm going to take a shower."

After a nice hot shower, he opened the door to see Alyx and Carlos at the table, eating and going over a map.

"Well, finally." Alyx said, not looking up from her map. "Thought you fell asleep again."

"What is with you?" He asked, sitting down.

"What?"

"You're like…" He piled on toast and eggs and bacon. "Do you have a sixth sense or something?" She simply shrugged, shoving a piece of bacon into her mouth.

"Anyway," Carlos said, wiping his fingers on his napkin. "My mom called me and told me she booked us a hotel to rest at since the next train doesn't leave until tomorrow night."

They arrived in Denver at noon. They double checked their packs, got off the train and headed to the hotel not far from the station.

"Wow." Alyx said as soon as she opened the door. The room had brown carpet, the entrance white tile and a shoe rack that had a sign saying 'Please put your shoes here', a kitchenette, two doors and a couch with a flat screen TV. The walls were white with gold paisley.

"Gee, Mom, overdo it much?" Carlos said, deadpanning. They slipped off their shoes and went through the second door that opened up to a large room with two beds. One door led to the bathroom and the second to a small closet. Alyx went over to the beds and set her pack down, unzipping her sweater and stretching.

Carlos gulped. "There are only two beds."

"Maybe the couch is a pull out." Liam said, setting his pack down then going back into the first room. The two followed, watching him try to pull it out.

"Nope, just a couch." He said, putting the cushions back. Carlos shrunk.

"Um…"

"You can sleep with me." Alyx said. He gave her a glare.

"No, because I know you will grope me." She frowned.

"You were fine with it before." He crossed his arms.

"This is different." He said. "There's another guy here." She snickered and ruffled his curls. Liam simply shrugged.

"Anyway," Alyx said, looking around. "I think we should do get some lunch in a few hours.

They hung out at the room and then walked down the sidewalk to a diner (that was breakfast, lunch and dinner) that Carlos had said he went to when his family came on a trip here. The diner was beautiful, he had to admit. Beautiful silver grey walls, ancient Greek like pillars and tables with white table cloths. A waitress led them to a table near an elegant piano.

"Let me know if you need anything." She said as she set Alyx's glass down.

"Thank you." They picked up their menu's and looked at it. After deciding what they wanted, they set down their menus and looked around. The diner was pretty packed, families, old couples, young couples and children sat in booths or tables. Alyx smiled slightly at a couple with three kids, closing her eyes and sighing.

"We're going to find your family, Alyx." Carlos said, patting her hand. She smiled and then began to eye the piano. A few kids ran by. She waved at the waitress, who came over.

"Is it okay if I play the piano?" Him and Carlos raised their eyebrows. The waitress looked a bit confused, but she nodded.

"It hasn't been played in a few years, but go ahead." She walked to the register, eyeing her carefully. Alyx got up, unzipping her hoodie and taking it off, making others gape at her. She set it on her chair and went to the piano. She pulled out the seat and sat down, staring at the keys. Carlos looked at her worriedly, biting his nail. He hoped she wouldn't make a fool of herself and play the wrong set.

Then she raised her hands and laid them on the keys and began to play.

Almost immediately, the entire restaurant quieted and he could feel the eyes on her. Carlos relaxed and his eyes softened.

"Chopin, Nocturne in E-flat minor, Op.9, No.2." He mumbled.

"How do you know that?" He blushed brightly and looked away.

"I listened to a lot of piano in middle school." He replied. The music was so… Relaxing and feel good, but he could tell it was like she was playing out her heart. He glanced around the restaurant. People were relaxed and staring into their spouse's eyes, some babies falling asleep. Her fingers moved flawlessly across the keys. Despite her appearance, she suddenly seemed like a goddess, playing beautifully like her life was dedicated to it.

She finished and then just stared at the keys. The restaurant exploded in applause. She blushed and came back to her seat after putting the piano seat back.

"For that, your lunch is on the house!" The waitress said, blushing at the smile she got from Alyx.

"Really? But-"

"Oh, please, please. We haven't heard anything that beautiful in years." She patted Alyx's shoulder and headed back into the kitchen.

"How'd you remember that?" Carlos whispered.

"I…" She frowned. "I'm not sure, but I remember it really well… It just came to me." She scratched her cheek.

"So cool…" Liam said, then smirked at Carlos. "I didn't know you liked that sort of music." Carlos blushed brightly.

"Of course! I-I wanted to play, but I never… I never got around to it…" He looked away shyly.

They ordered and she left a forty dollar tip, and headed back to the hotel. It was already 7:30 when they got back, so Carlos said he wanted to take a shower right away. When he was about to head into the bathroom, Alyx stopped him.

"Why don't we all take a bath?"

"Um…" Carlos blushed. "Together…? All three of us…?"

"Yeah! It would save water, wouldn't it?"

"I think you're forgetting that we're both guys, you're a girl and I'm twenty-two." Liam pointed out. "It'd be very awkward, don't you think?" She shrugged.

"I don't see anything wrong with it."

"Wow."

A few minutes later, they sat in the rather large bathtub. Carlos didn't look very happy, because he sat in between Alyx's legs and she had her arms around him tightly. He was pressed against her chest, and his face was bright red.

"You're so cute, Carlos…" She said, nuzzling his shoulder.

"Stop." He said. She simply frowned but stopped groping him. She laid her chin on his shoulder, but never pulled her arms away.

"So you're the only child, I'm guessing?" She asked.

"Oh uh, yeah." He scratched his neck. "My mom swore off guys after my dad." He shuffled his bottom. "I never really knew him, but she told me that he was a good man." They nodded, relaxing. Alyx rubbed Carlos's belly, making him wrinkle his nose but he didn't protest. Instead, he leaned further back into her, making her very happy and hug him.

"So, what about you?" Liam asked.

"I have two sisters." Carlos said.

"Wow."

"Yeah."

"And he's the middle child!"

"Shut up!" He said, slightly leaning back a bit hard.

"Ow!" She yelped.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you couldn't get hurt, Ms. Invincible!" He turned around and they began to fight.

"Um…" He said awkwardly. They stopped and looked at him. "What do you mean, invincible?" They stopped and looked at him.

"She can't get hurt." Carlos said.

"Yeah, it's so weird! A few weeks ago some monsters attacked us and one of them tried to claw me, but it just racked off harmlessly! It broke his nails!" She pulled Carlos close, his face lighting up in red at how close he was to her chest. He frowned deeply.

"Invincibility could mean you have bathed in the River Styx." At the stares he got, he looked away. "B-But it's just a theory!"

"Bathed in the River Styx? When could I have possibly done that?" Carlos patted her shoulder.

"When you get your memory back, I'm sure you'll remember."

He stretched and crawled into bed. Carlos was already in bed, a pillow in between them. He was already asleep, the covers pulled to his neck. His curls smooshed against the pillow and his lashes fluttered against his cheeks with his breathing.

"He's cute, huh?" He turned to see Alyx in the doorway, brushing her teeth. Her hair was combed nicely (due to Carlos chewing her out about it and then combing it for her) and her complexion was flawless. She wore a loose crop top that showed off her mid body, and black shorts. She seemed unreal with her tattoos and scars, but it occurred to him that she was most likely a veteran demigod, but not even his mother had that many scars. He stared until she looked at him and smirked.

"What?" He quickly looked away, blushing.

"Nothing!" He said, quickly crawling into bed. "G-Good night."

"Night, weirdo."

To Be Continued...

Ah, I love Chopin now... Thanks for reading and as always, leave me what you think!