Sage and I :]

Sammy sat down beside Nic on the matress the agents had drug in."They have Dylan in a cell made of silver,until he calms down."she said with a shiver.

"And he called me the freak." He uttered, his voice a low growl. Though he would never classify themselves as the same, he couldn't help noticing some similarities. And this frightened him.

She leaned down and kissed his cheek softly,"You are anything but a freak."she reasured him.

He sighed. "Maybe not to you." He said, his voice giving away his worry.

Sammy didn't know what to say so she just changed the subject."Guess what?!"she said sweetly.

He smiled, thankful for her subject change. "What?" He asked curiously.

"The guards are dumber than they appear..."she said as she pulled a cell phone out of one pocket and keys out of the other.

He grinned at her. "Youre amazing, you know that right?"

Sammy laughed and handed him the phone."I'm not amazing...I'm spectacular."she said dramaticly,trying to make him laugh.

He chuckled then looked at the phone, wondering who to call. His father would be the logical choice. He began to dial the number then stopped. "Should we get out of here first?"

"Nic,you can barley sit up,how could you make it out of here?"She said smiling sadly.

To prove her wrong he sat right up, but he gritted his teeth then smiled a bit. "Ah, I'm fine." But he pulled the phone back out and dialed his fathers number. "Dad. Um, we're in a bit of trouble." He paused. "I don't know where we are. They wouldn't tell me. Some government facility." He sighed and waited. "Okay dad. Love you too. Bye." He hung up and looked at Sammy. "Hes gonna try to find us, but since we don't know where we are, it's going to be a while."

She bit her bottom lip while she considered a thought."You know...I could figure out where we are easily."

"How?" He asked, blinking.

"I can't tell you,unless you promise you wont be mad at me, if I do it." she said quietly.

He nodded. "I promise, just tell me." he took her hand in his and rubbed it gently with his thumb and forefinger.

"Well...for some strange reason Dylan is like obsessed with me,I think we can use that to our advantage."Sammy said while stareing at everything,but Nic.

[ohhh I called it! I so knew you were gona bring Dylan up!]

He dropped her hand and pondered this. "Like how?" He asked, his voice skeptical and slightly guarded.

"I could make him think I like him,and use him to get info."Sammy replied with a shrug.(ya i was debateing whether or not to use that idea)

"But you don't like him, right?" He asked. He was sure she didn't but he just wanted to make sure.
[well it's awesome xD]

"No,I like you."Sammy said and to confirm it she gave him a very romantic kiss.

He kissed her back, and that was all the answer necessary.

Sammy pulled back with a regreatful smile,"Ok time to change the subject before the kissing gets out of hand..."she thought for a moment,trying to clear the fog that had settled in her head."So do we go through with that plan?If not I can think of something else."

"No, that plans fine. Perfect even." He grinned at her. "Go as far as it takes to get info out of him, but try to refrain from kissing a whole lot." He touched her cheek gently. "I don't want your sweet lips soiled by his mongrel mouth."

Sammy laughed and stood up."I wont soil my lips with his kisses."she promised as she walked towards the door.Before she opened it she went back to Nic and gave him another kiss.When she pulled back she whispered,"We might want to stage a fight between us, that way if Dylan ask they can say that we're not talking..."she trailed off and waited for his answer.