Swept away

Travelling

"Swept away" written by VeGirl 2014 © All Rights Reserved

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"You will go by train? Wouldn't it be faster by air?" Wilma asked when the guys talked about the trip to Stockholm in the car on the way back home.

Robert gave her a questioning look. "It wouldn't look good, since airplanes increases environmental damage, or so I've heard," he added tart.

"But you got here by plane, right?"

"Point well made." Robert chuckled a bit. "We thought you might like to come with us, as guides and perhaps translators."

The anxiety of their departure lessened quite a bit. "Not just because you like us then?" Isa couldn't help but say and they all laughed

That week was going hundred fifty miles an hour and Isa felt like everything was going fast in Morgan's proximity. It was Wednesday when they took the train up to Stockholm where they had a few days for tourist stuff, with visits to the fair 'Gröna Lund', the Royal Castle and some shopping in the capital. They even managed to see Anna, Isa's stepsister, who was thrilled to see them all, especially Morgan and Robert.

The guys had meetings throughout the Friday with SIDA and the WWF, and they were thrilled when they got back to the girls. "They were very forthcoming and told us about the One Planet Living-project."

"If everyone in the world lived like an average north-American, we would need five planets to live upon, but if we lived like Europeans, we would only need three."

"Yeah, but we still only have one planet, right?" Wilma stated the obvious.

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That night they got on a plane to Italy and Wilma and Isa were having a hard time to keep up with the tempo. The flight didn't take that long with no time to slumber like Isa was used to in her flights.

"We have security to come meet us by the door," Morgan informed them and Wilma looked a bit puzzled.

"Security?"

Right after the passport control, the security crew found them and the guys got briefed before they walked out into the frenzy of screaming fans and clicking paparazzi. Wilma was shocked, but Isa was clever enough this time, to let Robert and Morgan walk first, while Wilma and Isa got out after them, pretending they didn't arrive together.

Outside the door a limo was waiting, and as the guys stood there, waving like the hot shot movie-stars they were, the security team snuck the girls around the car and into the limo, before the guys got in.

"Are you okay?" Robert put an arm around a shocked Wilma.

With an amused face, Isa looked at Wilma, whose eyes were huge. "You forgot that they're famous, right?" she teased her friend who just nodded.

It was almost midnight, and the paparazzi were following them to the hotel, where their flashes seemed to light up the entire surroundings. Even Isa found the flashing lights intimidating, and she had been in those flashes before. Robert did what he could to protect Wilma, but Isa just kept her eyes on the ground.

"Is this what your life is like?" Wilma said shocked as they had some semi-privacy in the elevator.

"Tomorrow will probably be even worse," Isa said with a strained smile. "And there you'll have to smile at the photographers," she added and got affirmative nods from the guys. Wilma's eyes widened.

They had got a suite, with two bedrooms and security guys posted by the front door.

Wilma was still shook up and Morgan said something about it being a relief that nobody figured out yet about the visits to Sweden. "It's good to have a refuge."