Ghost

Miscommunication

AN: I am expecting I will be putting this disclaimer on every chapter, but here goes. As stated in the last chapter, this fic focuses on the development of a closer relationship between Madison and Charlie through their parenting of Ghost. As time goes on everyone starts to get defined lines of friendship with the two. In regards to what Charlie says in one specific scene, please remember that he is nervous. I guess that it is it. Enjoy!

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Madison had handed off the newly named Ghost to Charlie so he could better hide him as they slipped into the lot where they were filming the show. The costars crept around as they looked to make sure they didn't run into anyone they knew. They needed to sneak Ghost into Charlie's trailer while they came up with a plan on how to explain the new addition to their group.

    "The target is in sight. I can see the trailers up ahead," Madison said. Charlie tucked Ghost's head against his chest, covering it, as he nodded.

    "Right. If we make a sprint for it, we can get him inside before there's a chance for someone to show up." The two had the seriousness of spies on a secret mission. They readied themselves to take off for Charlie's trailer when they were stopped by a voice behind them.

    "Hey guys. You are finally back. You were out longer than any of us were expecting."

    Madison and Charlie moved as little as possible as they turned their heads to see the blond drummer of the show/band. "H-hey Owen. We didn't see you there," Madison said with a little stumble on her words.

    Charlie was trying to smile nonchalantly at his roommate but it came out more like a  grimace. "Yeah. You really got that ghost thing down. Popping up out of nowhere," he tried to joke.

    Thinking he was being called, Ghost yipped in his arms. Charlie and Madison's eyes widened comically at the sound. Charlie moved his hand to muffle the noise. "Uh what was that," Owen asked, his green blue eyes narrowing in suspicion.

    "What was what," Charlie replied back, the nerves hitting him.

    Owen arched one of his finely waxed brows. "That sound just now."

    Charlie gave his best reassuring smile. "What sound? I didn't hear anything. Did you Mads?"

    "Nope. Didn't hear a thing," Madison agreed.

    Owen didn't seem convinced. "I know I heard something. And why are you guys standing like that? Are you carrying something Charlie?"

    The two dog smugglers looked at each other with alarm. It was like ABORT MISSION was flashing in big red letters between them. They didn't think they'd get caught so early. What were they going to do!?

    It seemed like Ghost made the decision for them as he nudged Charlie's hand away and shook the jacket off his head. He yapped in confusion as he looked at the humans that had found him only two hours before. Owen peered over Charlie's shoulder. "Is that a dog? Are you guys really trying to sneak a dog onto set?"

    Madison and Charlie were quick to shush their friend. "Don't be so loud," Charlie hissed.

    "Yeah. We don't need anyone else finding out," Madison added, scowling at the young man.

    Before Owen could say anything, the last of the band came out from one of the sets and spotted them. "What's going on here? Am I missing a band hangout," Jeremy joked as he came up. He spotted Ghost in Charlie's arms who was looking around at the four a little lost. "Where'd you get a dog?"

    Madison and Charlie groaned in unison. "Not here! Come on," Charlie rushed out and grabbed Owen's shoulder and pushed him along. Madison took Jeremy by the wrist and followed after the other two.