Damions Grudge

Flight to Espana

                                                                        Flight to Espana

   May be the trip was planned this way or what! but it landed right on the Christmas holidays. We had one week for all the shopping and stuff. I and Stiles were busy with getting tickets of the Bernabeu tour but were pretty unlucky so far. Morgan remained gloomy and the dismal expression on his face kept narrating the whole Damion story again and again. We tried our best to cheer him up but that story had its root deep in his mind.

          Alice and Haley went shopping, well a couple of deputies and Mike accompanied them because Morgan was extremely conscious after the last attack. I and Stiles had to remain home and pack all the things we needed for the trip. I know it should be the other way around but you haven't seen Haley's packing yet. 

            "OK, where's my jacket?" I called out in the living room. It was sometime in evening and I was just giving the final touches to my packing.

        "We are leaving tonight and you don't know where your jacket is?" Alice shouted back and I could tell that she must be freaking out, because she was the one that kept everything organized. Actually, without her, I and Stiles would have made this house a total mess.

           "Don't worry, I'll grab another" I moved to the cupboard and pulled out a black jacket. 

           "Are you done?" Haley called out.

           "Yeah" I replied, zipping the bag and placing it in the corner of my room. "I am going to take a power nap" and threw myself on the bed.

           "Harry, wake up!" someone shook me awake, it turned out to be Haley. 

           "What!" "The flight's not due until four hours" I mumbled when I looked at the watch.

           " I know but Dad want's to talk to you!" and continued shaking me.  

           " I'll be downstairs in a minute" but she didn't stop, just increased its intensity. 

           "Will you stop it!" I shook her hand off forcefully "Jesus!"

          I knew right away that I was in trouble but I again closed my eyes to get that last five minutes of sleep which towers above the eight hour sleep.

            "Have you checked all the locks?" Morgan said as we were about to leave. 

            "I asked Mike and Stiles to do it" Alice said, looking Stiles and Mike and both of them gave  a thumbs up and we left the house.

            "Are you still angry?" I asked Haley as we stuffed our bags in the cabins above our seats in the plane. 

            "OK, sit down. We can talk about it" and stuffed her bags as well. 

            "You and I both know really good that it is really annoying in sleep" I still didn't know why I was reasoning with her because if anyone was on fault, it was she! not me.

            "Yeah" She said looking out of the window.

            "So we are good. Right? I said, because the sound of that told me that it was nowhere near okay.

            "Yup" She replied, still looking out of the window.

            I chose not to pursue my efforts and seated myself without any other word. 

            It was around 13 hour flight. I was already dreading the prospect of sitting in air plane for 13  frickin' hours. Morgan had booked the straight flight although we had a flight in our options, which had a little rest on the way but according to Morgan, this was safe.