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Seth

When I saw her stealthily, sarcasm, stealthily walk into the airport sporting black hair with a black ball cap on, large sunglasses adorned her heart-shaped face and I had to hide my amusement.

Sunglasses, Renesmee? At night... how obvious, easy money. I followed her through the airport for a while as she darted through the light traffic in a paranoid state.

I was beginning to wonder why she looked so afraid but I brushed it off as I watched her from a safe distance. It's past midnight so there aren't a lot of people here, not as much as usual and I didn't want to be too obvious but I needed to grab her before she boarded the plane.

I didn't want to pass security, I had my gun on me and we all know how that would have been.

Another thirty minutes of paranoid darting and walking, she slips into the bathroom, emerging about thirty minutes later and heading to her terminal. This was my chance.

I walked a little faster as she kept at her steady pace. My hand extended slightly and as I went to grab her arm my movements were halted when a rush of blonde hair whipped me in the face and shortly after a thud sounded at my feet as the woman fell to the ground.

To my left I saw security begin to approach, I knew better than to continue my death march so I leaned down and helped the woman up, I could tell by now she was a flight attendant.

"Are you okay?" I asked her and she looked up at me with a nervous smile as she hoisted herself up. "Yeah". She grabbed her head like she was in pain.

"I'm just really clumsy." She laughed a small laugh and when security walked up I handed them off to her. When my eyes darted back to where I last saw Renesmee but I couldn't see her anymore, I looked up into the terminal she walked in... Texas. What's in Texas, Renesmee?

The flight leaves in twenty minutes if I'm quick enough I can grab a ticket. But I don't have anything on me except my wallet, gun, and phone. Fuck it. I stashed my gun in a nearby bush... I'll get it once I grab her ass and we head right back to this airport.

In a small controlled rage, I stomped to the counter and bought my ticket, I didn't know if she was in first class or not but if she was smart she would keep a low profile.

Well, lower than her obvious airport trip... this was the first place I checked. I got an Economy ticket and boarded the plane. I passed her as I walked to my seat, her face was buried in a book and I was seated a few rows behind her.

As soon as the plane went up I would go sit beside her, luckily the plane is practically empty so if I need to shut her up there won't be many witnesses and from the looks of it, they'll all be asleep soon.

The flight attendants went through the mandatory safety instructions and I was itching in my seat, waiting to sit next to her.

Did she dye her hair or is it a wig? Definitely dye, it's too dull and her hair looked healthy and shiny in the photo I saw. I watched her breathe deeply in and out several times, she thought she was finally safe. I hadn't realized we took off and as soon as the sign flipped on I stood and made my way to her.

I took my seat beside her and she looked over at me, a small smirk played on her lips as I flipped her cap off. She slid her glasses down her long nose, wait... she has a button nose. Green eyes stared back at me in place of hazel... this isn't her. She played me.

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