Perfect Assassins

Krissy:

And with that I neatly plucked the box out of his hands. I set it in my lap still frowning. I had no idea what it was, I was better with pain medications, and poisons, and so on.

((Oh yes you do Krissy. Yes you do.))

Michael

I blinked and let her take it with out any fight. I felt comfortable next to her, and happy. It was a nice feeling.

((Soldier serum?))

((Bingo))

Krissy:

My mind got fuzzy as I tried to think too hard. I was exhausted. Maybe after I had coffee I would be able to find out what it was. My hand tightened slightly on Michael’s absently as I stared out the window.

Michael

I began to drift asleep, and before i knew it, my head bumped into krissy's

Krissy:

Michael’s rhythmic breathing and the sound of the car on top of my exhaustion were enough to put me asleep as well.

Michael

I fell asleep with her in my arms, and it just felt...right.

Lexi parked in front of a hotel and smiled at them sleeping. As much as she didn't want to wake them, she couldn't just let them sleep in the car. They were far too vulnerable. As sweet and cute as they looked, it made her want to cry. Kyle wasn't with her. For the first time in a long, long time and it was his fault. He wasn't kidnapped. He left.

Gently, Lexi shook Krissy's knee. "Kris, wake up," she said, trying to whisper so her voice wouldn't crack.

Krissy:

"Mmm?"  I blinked awake and sat up stiffly.  "We're here?"  I slid out of the car slowly and put my hands up to shade my eyes from the bright sunlight.

Michael

I sat up and then climbed out of the car, a craving starting through me.

"Yeah. Let's get a room while we wait for Will and James. We'll rest up and come up with a battle plan," Lexi said just before getting out of the car.

I moved over and hesitated before taking Krissys hand.

Kyle

I called Lexi.

Krissy:

I smiled tentatively at Michael when he took my hand. I didn’t let go of him until we were in the actual room then I set my bag down and crawled onto the bed curling into a small ball.

Michael

I watched her and bit the inside of my cheek. "I think...no...i know i loved...love you. I dont knowchow else to explain the memories and what my body does around you." I remarked softly.

i groaned slightly as i struggled to stand up. i flew out of the windshield and hit the roof of the car. i landed awkwardly as well, which didnt help. james was already up a wicked looking knife and a gun in his hand. he was limping to the car to see if the other guys survived. "theres no one there... remote controled." he said "that means their probably near by." i nodand stood up. not soon afterward 3 guys walked out of an alleyway, one looking at james with familiarity. "what a suprise metting you here james." he said with feign interest. i knew it was bane some guy that gave james that scar. i wasnt in a great condition for a fight but i pulled a gun anyway. i could hear police sirens and i cursed. last thing we needed was police and news coverage

Krissy:

“Well... We’re engaged. So yeah… Pretty sure you loved me.” I murmured still curled in my ball, not looking at him. Lexi was outside still or I wouldn’t have said it.

I blinked then moved over to sit next to her on the bed. "We are? A nothing like me, getiing a beautiful girl like you." I shook my head in wonder, putting a hand on her shoulder.

Krissy:

“You clearly don’t know yourself if you think you’re a nothing.” I said softly glancing up at him.

Michael:

"I can't remember my parents, or if I have any family. Heck I can't even remember how old I am or what I did for a living. I know nothing about myself, so my train of thought labeled me as not a whole lot." I admitted sheepishly.

Krissy:

“I- I don’t know about your parents.. You never told me. Ebony is almost like your sister though. And you’re the same age as me, nineteen.” I told him leaving off the last part, if you didn’t know who you were, that might be a shocker.

Michael:

"All I can remember was a lab of some sort, and I have nightmares everynight. If that was the person I once was...I dont know if I want to be like that anymore." I responded softly, rubbing my face.

Krissy:

I didn’t say anything to that only hugged my knees tighter. I loved him the way he was before. I still loved him, but he was different, and he didn’t know me… I closed my eyes when I felt the tears coming again.

Michael:

I thought for a moment before asking her softly. "Do you still have my dog tags? I remember giving them to you, and the memories I have attached to them means you were a very special person."

Krissy:

I nodded mutely and took them off from around my neck and held them out to him.