When 2 Worlds Cøllide

End Game pt. 1

+ANGELA+

My eyes flutter open adjusting to the light surrounding me. The first thing that comes into focus is a sleeping Tyler. My heart beat picks up just a little bit faster as I snuggle in a bit closer. He looks so peaceful, so serene. Unlike last night, It's all still a haze to me, we spent the rest of the night up on the roof up until maybe 2am. He was right, we're both messed up and I love him for it.

As much as I would love to spend all morning in bed with him today's still the day we get Anna back, and hopefully help a lot of people. I scoot back and sit up stretching my arms, Tyler is still asleep and I don't want to wake him. I quietly slip out of bed and pull on my shirt that's sitting atop a nearby chair. I chuckle to myself looking around the room at our mishap. Most of our clothes are scattered and most of the pillows have landed on the floor.

I quietly enter the bathroom and splash some cold water on my face, I look into the mirror to see my hair tangled in a heaping mess and my face paler than I last saw it. I guess I haven't been eating regularly but then again, when do I have time?

"Morning." Tyler calls from bed peering at me through the open door.

"Hey." I reply as I pick up a brush and begin to tame the mess atop my head.

In my peripheral vision I notice Tyler enter the bathroom, still in his boxers. I smile as his arms warp around my waist and he rests his head against the back of my neck.

"You are in desperate need of a shower.", I reply as I gently elbow his ribs pushing him off. He lets out a deep chuckle before I exit the bathroom and close the door behind me.

I walk to the dresser in front of the bed and pick up my jeans which are dangling off the corner of a drawer. I pull the on and strap my holster to my leg placing my gun inside and securing it there.

I hear the shower water begin to run as I make my way over across the room to where my jacket and shoes lie. I pull on the leather jacket feeling safe in its familiarity. I look around seeing if I'm missing anything and by habit brush my hand against my neck.

Shit!

I think to myself as I quickly feel through my pockets, my face turns pale as I keep looking around the room for my necklace. I search the bed, dresser, floor, even under the bed. Nothing!

"You've got to be kidding me!" I announce as I let one had lean against my waist. The bathroom door opens and as steam fills half the room Tyler walks out, wearing only his jeans. But I'm to preoccupied to think about that.

"What is it?" he asks still rubbing a towel over his head.

"My necklace, I lost it. My sister gave it to me, It's all I had left of her." I inform placing my hands on my head.

"Here, turn around." he orders walking over to me.

"This is serious, it's really important to me. I need to find it!" I say as he grabs my shoulders spinning me around.

"Close your eyes." he whispers to me. Apart from my mood I'm not about to fight him, Lord knows I don't have the energy. I comply and cross my arms in the process waiting.

I feel a commotion behind me as he fidgets around the place, finally he pushes my hair to the side and I feel the familiar cold metal chain and ring land around my neck. I grab hold of the necklace as he clips it into place.