Gabby Undercover

Chapter 9

✿Gabby's P.O.V✿

Last night was kind of a disaster. It was so hard to escape Joe's arms he was just there holding me tight and finding a way under my skin. It was just hard. That's all I can say.

Joe and I was getting ready for our second day of our mission. We sat in the car equipping ourselves with our new weapons.

"Okay I guess we're prepared." Joe closed his bag so did I.

"Yup." I said putting on my seatbelt.
I looked at Joe. "What do we do first?"
I bit my lip nervously.

"I think we should make our first move to "The Calvin's house" he emphasized the word while starting the car.

The car started and he drove following the GPS to "The Calvin's house". We passed lots of trees and unusual places, going on hills. I felt the bumpy ground under my butt when he made right and left turns having patience with the steering wheel.

"What if they ask for our names?" I asked out of no where.

He paused for a sec then said "Well.. We can...just come up with one. Like my name could be Stan for exemplification."

"Okay... I'll be Patricia..?" I said slowly. I felt weird asking this but I noticed how Kevin didn't give us our undercover identity despite our looks.

"Yeah. Is it really necessary? We're going to be lost camper couples." He raised his brows.

"Yes it is necessary." I sighed. "We're not just lost. We have to keep them closer to find what we need." I pulled out a strawberry nutrient grain bar out of my bag.

"I know. I just don't think its that necessary if we're not neighbors. They're gonna think we're on to them if we look too suspicious." He turned the steering wheel to the left.

"Are you nervous? Because the face expression." I took a bite of my nutrient grain bar. His face was full of concern.

"Slightly...." He smiled.

"Wow this is unexpected." I laughed.

"Why so...?"

"Your never nervous. Not even a little bit." I looked at him, "Why are you nervous?" I smirked at him.

He rolled his eyes and said " Make a vow that you won't laugh."

"Okay.. I promise I won't laugh." I smiled then cleared my throat. "Spill."

"I kind of have a fear of being in the woods." He waited expecting me to laugh.

"Oh my god are you serious?" I asked finishing my snack.

"Yeah really..go ahead and laugh."

"I promised you that I wasn't going to laugh. So I'm not. Why do you have fear of the woods?"

"What's not so fearful of being in the woods?" He said like I was insane.

"Um--"

" Its so quiet and people die here all the time. Wouldn't you feel scared living here alone or with your family and some idiotic person is on the loose killing innocent people?" He continued focusing on the road.

"You have a point there. But, I don't only think about it that way." I jabbed the empty wrapper in my pocket.

"What else do you think of it as..?"

"Somewhere to express yourself or a place to calm your self when you have circumstances."

"I can agree with you on that.. But, regardless unaware things happen."