Chapter 4

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Kim Crawford - Unknown Motel - 9:03(AM)
I woke up, still a bit sleepy. I rubbed my eyes and sat up. I yawned, "Jack?" I said.
I looked around the room. Jack isn't in the other bed. I stood up and shivered. I wrapped the covers around me and went to check the bathroom. I knocked on the door, but there was no sound. I opened the door and Jack wasn't inside.
Okay, I am starting to freak out. Where is he? Did someone kidnap him? Or kill him?
Then, the door opened and Jack walked in with a bag.
"Dammit Jack, where were you? I was starting to get worried!" I told him.
"I was just getting breakfast," he said.
I took a deep breath to calm myself down. He better got me something delicious for breakfast.
"I got bagels," he said. I ripped the bag out of his hands and took a bagel. Let's just say I like bagels.
"Wouw wowiwe," I said after taking a big bite.
"Kim, chew. Swallow. Then talk," he told me. I swallowed and spoke up.
"You're forgiven," I repeated.
"Great. Now get ready, we need to go," he said. I nodded and after I finished my breakfast, I took a quick shower. I got dressed and met Jack at the car.
*48 HOURS LATER*
Me and Jack finally arrived in Seattle, after a very long car trip and another sleepover at a dirty motel. We were both exhausted, mostly Jack because he was driving most of the time.
"There's the hotel," I yawned. First thing I will do is sleep. Yet again. Unless we have a mini-bar.
"Great. I'll check in, can you get the bags?" He asked me and I nodded, opening the back of the car. I grabbed my two rolling suitcases and Jacks (very over sized) bags and walked in. This was a very fancy hotel and even though I am dressed in a pantsuit, people gave me weird looks, probably because I'm carrying the bags. I dropped Jack's bags next to him, at the counter. He got the key and grabbed his bags.
"What floor?" I asked, when we stepped into the elevator.
"Third floor," he answered. I pressed number 3 and the elevator started moving.
The door dinged, meaning we arrived at the third floor. The doors opened and we walked out. Jack put the key card in, and the door unlocked.
I dropped my bags. The room wasn't massive, but it was pretty big. We had our own bathroom, that was tiled with marble.
The room had one whole side as a window, with beautiful gold-ish curtains. The floor was a beautiful light blue carpet, with a white rug underneath the bed. The rug was so soft you could actually sleep in it. The bed was queen sized with white sheets. The sheets had little bits of blue in them, matching the carpet. The walls were a very light brown, that matched the blue very well. A few paintings here and there, very nice.
[If you're wondering, CaptainKillianSwan made this up, she didn't have an example. Thanks babe :P]
Jack sat on the bed, and scratched his head. "Now what?"
"Now we unpack, go to a cafe our assignment has been seen frequently, and then we sleep," I told him. He nodded and started unpacking. I did the same and put my clothes away fast. After that I was looking for places to hide our guns and knifes.
I climbed on top of our dresser and hid one behind the painting. I hid one under the bed. And much more places.
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(The top pic is just to consider their adorableness)
Also HAPPY (Late, oops) BIRTHDAY OLIVIA❤️😻
Little babe isn't so little anymore💦
She's an adult now, my God. 👅
They grow up so fast😂
Late_nighter aka Aurora 💦 (Yup, this is how I'm gonna say g'bye now. Pretty mature, aye? 😂)

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