Hidden Secrets (An AHS: Hotel/Tristan Duffy Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Thirteen: Showdown

I woke up really early the next morning to the sound of Tristan getting dressed and packing his things. I raised up and gave him a confused look.

"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Just packing some of our things." he explained. "That way, if every thing goes right this evening, we can just grab our bags and go."
"I didn't even think about that." I told him. "I guess I was too focused on the plan to plan out what we would do after everything happened."

I got up and began helping him with things. It was weird thinking that we would either never be spending time in that room again or we'd never be spending time together like that again at all. We knew that whatever happened that evening would change things, whether the outcome was good or bad.

Suddenly Tristan's phone started ringing and he looked down at the screen.

"It's her." he looked nervous.

He answered the phone and then after listening for a few minutes said "Okay, I'm on my way up."

"What was that about??" I asked.
"She wants me to come up and help her with some things before she leaves." he told me. "I'll be back in a little bit."
"Be careful." I replied.
"Don't worry." he hugged me tight then gave me a quick kiss. "I will."

Once he left, I got in the shower and then got out and continued to pack our things. While I was shoving clothes into a suitcase, I began to get the feeling that I was being watched. I had felt that same feeling multiple times before, so it didn't startle me.

"What do you want?" I spoke up without looking up.
"You've grown use to my spontaneous appearances." Mr. March replied.
"Well, you rarely knock, so I sort of have to." I laughed. 
"I guess you do have a point there." he responded. "Where is Tristan?"
"He went to help the Countess with some things before she leaves." I explained.
"You don't think she suspects our little plan, do you?" he asked.
"I don't think so." I answered. "If she did, I think she would've came in here and killed me by now."
"That is true." he raised a brow. "She is very vengeful, and if she found out that you were the source of Tristan's disloyalty, she'd end you without blinking."
"Yep." I said, trying not to think of this ending badly.
"That is why you must be careful when we corner her." he walked closer to me and looked deep into my eyes. "She is quick. You must be quicker than her. No wasting time for words. Once she walks in, you get her. Don't even give her a second to process things."
"Trust me, I won't." I assured him. "The second I see her, I plan on killing her."
"Good." he nodded and then walked towards the door. "Now, I've got some business to take care of. I will see you tonight."

After he left, Tristan returned and we finished up packing then just laid down in the bed together for one last time. It was bittersweet knowing that even if we did pull this off, we'd never be able to step foot in the place we met again. It was actually sort of heartbreaking. Almost all of our first were in the hotel.

"Come on." I said standing up quickly and holding out my hand to Tristan.
"What? Where are we going?" he asked curiously.
"Just trust me." I smiled.
"Okay?" he responded, more confused than he had ever been.

Once he took my hand, we ran out the door and got into the elevator. The minute we reached the lobby, I looked at him and told him to stay there. I ran over to the lobby desk where Iris gave me a strange look and I looked over at him.