After being released from the hospital into the care of my “Aunt and Uncle” (Stephanie and Finn) we got into a black SUV. It headed to the highway and Finn turned to look at Logan and I who were just sitting in the back seat clinging to each other.

“You two are now being transported to head quarters. Both of you will undergo physical changes there, your hair will be dyed and you may be given colored contacts.” Finn stated. I just nodded and Logan didn’t bother to react. He just stared out the window muttering unintelligent things under his breath.

Stephanie started to speak, “Listen up you two,” we turned to look at her, “You’ll be going to live with Maura Gallagher. She signed up to have an American exchange student. You will be in Ireland as exchange students. Ms. Gallagher has replied and said she’ll take both of you due to the fact that your parents have just died in a car accident. A drunk driver hit them. So it’s like a foster home without all the child services being involved. Trust me that’s a good thing.”

“You can’t just ship us off somewhere and forget this ever happened. What if he comes after us?” Logan ranted and I cringed. I didn’t what to think about if Casper came after us.

“We will remain in contact with you. At headquarters you will receive cells with our numbers programmed into them. You will also be under an alias. Logan your name is now Nate Walker and Callie is Melody Walker. And just remember that to your friends and family and everyone you know that you are dead. You cannot contact them in anyway or shape because then we will have to relocate you and you might not be together.” Logan…I mean Nate looked at me and I could see the horror in his eyes at the idea of leaving me. He gripped my hand tightly.

The car turned onto a long drive. As we approached the house Finn turned and spoke, “Good luck you two. Just remember to call if you need anything. And we do have people in Ireland. They’ll be programmed into the phone as well. But if you need anything call us. It makes us look good,” he smiles and I smiled back at him.

Lo-Nate and I exited the vehicle and walked into the building under the watchful eyes of our handlers.

***Three long hours later***

I was blonde. So was Nate, and he wasn’t happy about it. “Imagine all the dumb blonde jokes you’ll get Nate,” I grinned at him. He grunted in response and started to tickle me. “Oh it is so on!” I whisper yelled at him. Soon we were just wrestling on the floor and fooling around. A person (who we had failed to see enter) above us cleared their throat. We backed away from each other and I stood up and helped Nate up in the process.

“Melody, Nate, if you would be so kind please grab your belongings and follow me.” The lady, who looked scarily similar to Cruella De Vil, no joke like she was seriously a villain, said. Nate and I just looked at each other and grabbed the suitcases we had been given. Together we walked through the glass doors into another black SUV. It felt like we were on the set of Criminal minds because WPP had told us to wear aviators to try and keep us unidentified.

Once in the car Nate and I settled in for the long drive up to LAX airport. After the silent car ride and Nate being a smart ass by tickling me when Cruella wasn’t looking I was glad to be out of the car. We were escorted into the airport through a separate security lane and hustled onto a private jet. It would have been cool except for the fact that both Nate and I were too busy being prodded like cattle to get a move on. Only when the plane had taken off were we allowed to rest.

“Nate,” I asked.

He turned to look at me, “What?”

“We’re gonna be okay right?” I said.

He crossed the cabin to me and hugged me. After releasing me he whispered in my ear, “Eventually yeah, we’re gonna be okay.” I let out a happy sigh and snuggled into my brother. It’s weird I know, but he was warm and his presence was comforting and reminded me of dad. All too soon I was asleep and so was he.

***Thirteen hours later***

“Wake up Mel,” Nate said shaking my shoulder. We had landed. We were in Ireland. I looked out the window and saw green grass and runway. It looked wetter than LA by a lot. I just hope it isn’t too cold. Nate ushered me out the door and onto the ramp where we grabbed our luggage and walked into the hustle and bustle of Mullingar Airport. Our handler, it wasn’t Cruella or Steph and Finn, I don’t know his name, told us to head to baggage where a black SUV would be waiting to take us to Maura’s.

Sighing I bid him goodbye and Nate and I braved the unknown. Within the first minute someone swore at me, I was walking to slow. While trying to speed up I bumped into a business lady and received a mean glare. Nate saved me and guided me to baggage where the SUV was waiting. Except it wasn’t. We had excited into the West baggage claim and were supposed to be in the East baggage claim. It took us a good twenty minutes of navigating to reach the car. The handler inside was majorly pissed. When you’re late for a WPP handler they automatically assume the worst and call everyone looking for you. After apologizing we head off. This hasn’t exactly been the best start to our stay in Ireland.

After sleeping for thirteen hours straight I was surprisingly tired. I fell asleep on the ride to Maura’s. Nate shook me awake again. Bless his soul for putting up with me today. We exited the car and the handler, who was now calmer and civil, handed us our luggage. He pointed to a cozy looking brick house and said, “Welcome home.” With that he pushed us towards the door and reentered the vehicle. I approached the door first and rang the bell. A charming looking blonde lady around the age of forty opened the door. It was Maura.

“Why you must be Melody and Nate Walker. Why you are just beautiful dear and you,” she turned to my brother, “you are a handsome lad”. She ushered us inside and told us to take a seat. I sat in a large gray plushy armchair and Nate sat on the coach across from me. Maura reentered the room with a plate of cookies and two glasses of milk. I smiled at her and took a cookie from the plate.

“Well in case you didn’t know I’m Maura. I have tow sons, Greg and Niall. Melody you’ll be in Greg’s old room since he’s married and we turned it into the guest room,” she laughed and I couldn’t help but giggle Nate however looked un-amused and I shot him a look, “and you’ll have Niall’s room Nate, but he still comes round sometimes so you might occasionally have a roommate.” Nate nodded to her politely.

“Thank you Ms. Gallagher for allowing us to stay with you,” I said sweetly, and Nate agreed voicing his thanks.

“Honey, after hearing about what happened I couldn’t say no to both of you.” She smiled at us with love and kindness. I couldn’t help think that she had no idea about what really happened. I just nodded and munched on my cookie. She seemed to understand that we both were tired and moody so she simply showed us our rooms and let us be for the night. Before I fell asleep I overheard her on the phone. “They’re sweet the both of them, but there’s something else there. Something the both of them are hiding.” There was silence for a moment then Maura spoke again, “Thanks Anne. You’re right. I’m probably just being silly,” with that Maura hung up the phone and sat down at the dining room table. I walked in and bid her goodnight. She smiled at me, “have sweet dreams darling”.

After that I crawled into bed and slept. In the fog of sleep I dreamed of when we were a family. The Anderson family, and we weren’t hiding or being treated differently. We were a happy family with happy lives. It was a good dream.

Notes

Hey guys! Chapter 2 is here!! yay!! :) Anyways send me comments because they're really nice to see and I love talking to you guys! It's about to get a little crazy in Mel and Nate's lives though. What could that be? Maybe it's a certian boy band... hmm.

~Penny