Behind The Sea: The Lost and Wanted (never gonna be rewritten.)

7. The Gift of knowing all these Freaking Gifts

A/N: I love this chapter

"I think we're here..." Alexander said softly. I sat in a daze, not wanting to think.

"Okay." I said emotionlessly. The plane shook roughly as we landed, and I couldn't see out the tinted windows. I stood up slowly with the help of Alexander. I smiled slightly as his thick five o'clock shadow.

"Ready?" He breathed. I nodded, and the door opened, revealing Yumi.

"The rest of the boys will be here soon, we just need to scope out the island. Valeri, may I speak to you?" She was directing her words towards me, and I nodded numbly.

We walked off, away from Alex's hearing distance

"I think there's six people currently living on this island. They are actually scientists who are here to help us out, so don't be afraid. Alexander has told me about your gift." She smiled proudly. I titled my head.

"What gift?" I questioned.

"The gift of dreams." She grasped my shoulders, as if to shake me. I furrowed my brows, this woman is insane!

"Child, do you not see? Look around you!" She exasperated. I looked around, and realized very quickly where we were.

I took in the feel of the sun, the glare against the white sand and the beautiful water.

I can't be dreaming right now?

"Can you see now?" She said giggly. I gaped at her. She nodded slowly, and let go of me. I looked back at Alexander, and I realized how stuffy it is.

"Are you hot, child? Come, let's change quickly." Yumi said, snapping me out of my gaze. I looked at her, and nodded. We walked towards the plane, and she stepped in, signaling for me to follow her.\

She grabbed my bag, and I thanked her.

I pulled out a pair of shorts and a tank top, and after Yumi left me for some privacy, I changed quickly.

"Val? You decent?" Alex said as he stepped in, covering his eyes.

"No, I'm naked." I said sarcastically. He removed his hand, and smiled smugly.

"You might wanna grab a jacket, I don't know how long this stake out will be." He sighed. I realized he had changed too, into a tee shirt and swim trunks. I looked him over, the way his muscular arms stretched over his shirt, the way his hair fell over his eyes slightly as he bent down to pick up my bag...

"Do you mind checking me out a bit more discret?" He said arrogantly. My face immediately was set on fire, as I looked around the small plane uncomfortable.

"I-I wasn't!" I denied. I looked back at him, his lips curved into a smug smirk. I moved past him, and as I was about out the door, an arm was placed in front of me, blocking my way.

"Do you want a bathing suit?" Alex asked. I shook my head, I wasn't about to get half-naked in front of however many guys when we were about to find my Mother!

"Okay." Alexander chirped as he walked past me.

As I followed him, I saw a very familiar looking man. As we inched closer, I realized who it was.

The famous George Foreman. I gaped at him as he turned around.

"When you said you had men, I didn't think you meant boxers." I spat out without thinking. George looked at Alexander before laughing his huge butt off. I just stared at him. I didn't want to be on the receiving end of that punch. I winced as I thought about it.

"Witty, I like her." He grinned at Alex. I looked up at Alexander, he was only an inch short than George. I gaped back at the boxer.

How. Did. He. Do this?!