After the little fiasco that happened earlier between Altair and Connie, they had watched TV for most of the night; Connie couldn't really be bothered with making a good dinner, so she ended up reluctantly making Kraft dinner. Such a shame.
Altair himself wasn't too impressed, but kept his comments to himself, as did Connie and they ate in silence once again. The rest of the day was so boring in fact, that the two ended up going to bed earlier than they usually did. This now brings us to the fifth day...
Connie woke with a start.
Her eyes snapped open to observe her surroundings, looking for anything out of the ordinary. She knew something had woke her up, a loud noise of some sort, but whatever it was Connie couldn't locate. Her eyes glanced over to her cat that was sleeping beside her, it obviously wasn't her, she was still asleep, and her cat never moved during those hours.
Her heart beat got faster as she couldn't put a source to the noise. Whatever it had been, it wasn't loud, but had been loud enough to wake her up. She couldn't place what the sound was, as it had woke her up and she didn't have time to guess what it was in her dazed form from sleep.
Her eyes snapped to the door knob then, as she saw it trying to be opened slowly. She almost debated going under the covers and forgetting about it, but she hadn't prepared herself for these situations to back out of them. Taking in a deep breath soundlessly, she got up and went to her night table, opening the first part of it; she pulled out the objects inside. There was a black hoodie and black pants, with two knives and a gun, not to mention the stuff in the hoodie. She quickly put the clothes on, shoved the knives in her pants, tied her dark hair up, put her hood on, and turned the safety off on her gun, holding it up.
Walking towards the door that was still being moved, she unlocked it and whipped it open, aiming her gun at the shadow present. Before she could do anything though, the shadow grabbed her gun and pushed it to the side, putting a hand over her mouth.
"Shh, there's someone in the house." Said the voice rather low, she relaxed when she realized it was Altair. He pulled his hand off her mouth.
"Altair, I could have shot you, you idiot." She said giving him a glare, obviously not amused but what he did.
"Connie," He said her name she thought quickly. "There's someone in your house, there's more pressing issues then this." He finished, still as silent as ever. She quickly nodded, aiming her gun to the stairs.
"Did you check up here first?" she asked him quietly. He nodded, drawing a knife of his own. She quickly looked back; he was wearing all his weapons... When did he get those back? She quickly gave him a questioning look, gesturing to his weapons. His response was only a smirk, and she huffed irritated.
The both of them then started heading down the stairs silently, and it looked as though they were flying, as not a sound was heard. Connie gestured for him to head towards the left side of the stairs, where the kitchen was, while she headed towards the family room on the right.
The night was quiet, nothing could be heard but small gusts of wind against the house, and crickets singing to the bright moon, as the stars shone brightly.
Altair and Connie were now split up, there weren't that many rooms on the main floor; just the kitchen, family room, a den, and a bathroom, there was also the door to the basement.
Quickly looking around the family room, she didn't hear anything, and nothing could hear her. She knew someone was in the house of course, as her family room window was opened. I really need to get rid of that window, its causing me so many problems. Thought Connie not amused.
