Running from my mate

~Crystals and candles~

~Rebels Point Of View~

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are landing in Madrid in ten minutes please buckle your seatbelts and stay on your seats. On behalf of the whole crew, have a great time in Madrid." A masculine voice with a thick accent sound through the airplane.

"Oh thank the goddess." I breath as I feel another wave of nausea coming up.

Grey hands me another bag when I throw up for the third time.

It has been a long flight. Not only for me but for everyone on the plain with me.

People give me dirty looks when we're landed and walking off the plane.

"You rest here, I'll go get our suitcase." Grey orders and sets me down on a bench close to the pick up.

I take a big gulp of water to wash the nasty taste from my mouth but it barely helps.

"We have a problem." Grey groans when she walks over to me after a while.

I notice the clear lack of suitcase in her hands and groan as well. I just want to sleep and not deal with this right now.

"That man said we have to go to the information desk and leave our personal information." Grey sighs and rubs her tired eyes.

We walk over to the desk and give our information. The lady behind the desk told us that we would get a call when the suitcase it found.

We decided to head over to one of the coffee places in the mean time.

I take a small sip from my tea before taking a bite from my chocolate chip cookie.

Grey groans and lets her head fall on the table. She had two cups with double espresso but the caffeine doesn't seem to kick in.

My phone rings on the table.

I pick it up and slowly bring it to my ear.

"Arabella Prince, who am I speaking with." I answer

The other line stays silent for a while.

"I though I wasn't aloud to call you that." The person in the other line says.

"You're not, I had to give the lady at the desk my personal information and my office name isn't Rebel." I explain and rub my tired eyes.

"I see."

"How did you get this number anyway?" I mumble.