ι'м ησт qυιтє нυмαη, вυт ι'м ησт qυιтє α мα¢нιηє {Rue}

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Andrew shook his head slightly and then leaned it back against the metal wall of the van. "I guess we'll just have to wait and find out."

[assassinrue]

Valerie sighed and closed her eyes, mentally preparing herself for whatever would come next, because this time, there was no one to get her out.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

The drive seemed to take forever. When the car finally stopped, Andrew had shifted at least two dozen times to try and avoid his whole body going numb. A door opened and slammed closed, and then footsteps sounded on gravel outside. Light flooded the dark inside of the van as someone pulled the back open.

[assassinrue]

Valerie didn't move. She waited until someone grabbed her arm before she even looked up.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Come on," a voice growled, the person yanking her out of the van. From behind a mask, two eyes flashed an inhuman yellow. "On your feet."

[assassinrue]

Valerie's senses hooked in on the not quite human man. This was clearly a magical kidnapping. So was Andrew there because he was somehow a part of it out was it just because he was with her? If he was innocent, she hoped they wouldn't hurt him, at least too much. But she wondered what they wanted with her, what they'd do to her.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Another man led Andrew along with Valerie, three others with weapons flanking them. Breaking away from the stereotypical warehouse, they made their way to a very simple-looking house. The area was remote, but there was nothing sinister or creepy about the house. It was just a house.

[assassinrue]

Valerie looked on with interest. Who were these people? What were they?

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Once inside the house, they were taken to a small bedroom. The only furniture was the twin-sized bed with a few blankets piled up on top of the main bedding. The men released them and then backed out, shutting the door and locking it from the outside--the first oddity about the quaint little house.

[assassinrue]

Valerie took one look at the room, grabbed a good armful of blankets and set them up in the darkest corner of the room. "That's my spot. You can have the bed."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"No, you should really take the bed," Andrew protested. "Being the lady and all."

[assassinrue]

Valerie glared at him and cocked an eyebrow. "Really?" She sat down on the blankets and began to take of her shoes. "Discomfort doesn't bother me." And with that she changed and curled herself into the pile of blankets.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Strangely, Andrew didn't react to her suddenly turning into a dog. He just went to sit on the bed, kicking off his shoes first.

[assassinrue]

Valerie watched him silently from her corner, only her eyes moving as he moved. He didn't react. Immediately she was suspicious.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Andrew eventually lay back, resting his head on the pillow. He hummed tunelessly under his breath. He was extremely suspicious, and honestly had been from the start. No one in New York is that nice when you spill coffee on them.

[assassinrue]

Valerie didn't sleep, she simply watched Andrew all night, waiting for him to make another suspicious move. She didn't like him. He was too nice, which always made her ill at ease.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Andrew didn't bother trying to stay awake. He wasn't worried about her attacking him in the night or anything, especially since there were cameras hidden in the room. He fell asleep rather quickly, and didn't wake until sunlight flooded through the barred windows.

[assassinrue]

Valerie hadn't moved all night and she was grateful for her second form, her human body would've been stiff and achy.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Andrew sat up, all cheerful and rested. He cast her a smile as he stood, stretching his arms over his head.

[assassinrue]

Valerie curled a lip at him but she still did not move. She trusted no one. Moving would just bring more attention to her. Her eyes continued to follow Andrew.