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Convention Regulations, "he said, using the plural as if Alex were sitting there and not three feet behind. You see, I have a perfect plan to do there, and he will look for a backpack. Alex raised an eyebrow. Brian seemed like a lot of things, but not a person having a plan at all. - Oh, yeah? "Mrs. looked into adjacent seats, confused. Are you coming with a friend? "Yes," said Brian very safe. Alex snorted and looked through the glass door. The trees were sliding off at full speed. He continued listening. Amsterdamis an amazing city, have you ever been there? Well, never mind, I tell you. It's the best city in the world. I have not ever been, but I've heard lots of stories. Are you traveling alone? "I do not call you, I get older," replied her flirtatious. Then put a hand on the child's head, and he rebelled, disgusted. I'm going with my son. But I'm not married, "he added quickly. "Well I would have thought he was your brother," he smiled, tapping his fingers on his stomach. She laughed nervously. "How gallant. Brian was incorporated &lgo well. Brian sat at the end decently. - Do you like music? I always take up music. The world is boring without it. Do you like dancing?

She leaned closer to Ely put a hand on his thigh.

"I love going out dancing, but for years I do not. Brian's smile widened.

- Where you said you were? "In Madrid? I was born in Bristol, England but living in Madrid for many years.

The child began to get bored. He stood on his seat dthe backpack that I've said before.

"No, sorry," corrected Alex. It was you who've lost

my backpack. Brian

ignored him.

"His name is ... He hesitated a moment and looked at him. What's your name?

He pulled his arm and looked out the window.

-Alex.

"That," said Brian.

"My son is also called" Mrs. Alex. The boy was still dancing in his seat, headphones on, humming something unrecognizable.

Apparently, Brian had lost interest in women. It giror on the seat and placed those endless legs on his lap, invading their personal space in a highly uncomfortable.

- What were you doing standing there all the time?

He pushed his legs to get rid of them.

"Trying to escape, but I think even in long hours do not reach everywhere we go, so I decided to sit and escape later. Away, damn you weigh.

She tried joining again.

- Escape from what? He asked, but no one paid attention.

-Ah, as you see. P

"Okay, whatever. But if you do not even try, it is clear that you will not ever find that bag. Alex

over his brow furrowed.

"If you give up for lost before, well, yes, actually lose. "You got involved

my backpack on the train and then you got off to buy Panchito," Alex defended. Above that stupid feeling I was doing wrong with your cheap philosophy. And I've been kidnapped.

"They were peanuts.

- I do not care!

The woman put her hand on the shoulder of his son.

"Sorry, did you say you've been kidnapped?

sta Hendaye. Sure.

"I do not know.

turned out that the next car was the cafeteria. Brian reviewed the panel was on top of the employee, who looked askance while serving sandwiches in paper bags.

"I want a cheese. Or ham. What do you think is better? Alex

squinting watching the panel.

- jamóny That of cheese? He suggested, ironically.

"Hey, it has to be good. Although I called tortilla.

Alex leaned over the bar, his eyes half closed and mouth notifeabierta.

"I think I'm going to ask them.

- Do you have a letter or something? Asked the waiter. He shook his head.

Brian looked over his shoulder.

- What? Alex

still blinking and focusing.

- Do not you see? He asked, amused.

"Of course not, idiot. He wore glasses in my backpack.

Brian smiled as if he was a lot of candy in his jacket pocket.

- Do you wear glasses? Really? "Yes

contesrecited man looking bored, Alex felt his pockets with despair.

"Leave. I had forgotten that I have no portfolio, "he apologized, feeling the heat of shame on the cheeks. Without waiting for Brian, he walked through the people to their seats.

The lady was still there, reading a paperback book. The boy had taken a console and press the little buttons relentlessly.

- What about Brian? She asked. Alex made a vague gesture with his head and shrugged his legs in his seat. Behind the glass the sun was still high. Moreover, neither siquiera hungry. It was seven o'clock in the afternoon, when he had been dining at that hour? Brian

dropped into the seat with lap full of snacks. Some rolled on Alex.

"Here, you choose," Brian said. Not knowing what you wanted in the end I caught one of each. So we have to at night if we get hungry.

Alex raised his eyebrows.

"But ... The woman was laughing in his seat. Why have you bought so many? This is an exaggeration. In fact I had to buy anything.

Brian took two cans of soda out of the pockets's name. I've kidnapped, it's the least I can do. Then

placed the headphones on his ears and bit his sandwich with a vengeance.

Alex continued to stare, and do not take long to realize that if Brian was going to eat well

whole trip, he

tiraríaa pathways. If, as a person and was quite a sight in itself, Brian was eating reinventing the fucking apocalypse. It had been ten minutes and had swallowed three sandwiches the size of an arm one after the other. Opened his mouth as if he could swallow the world or algof cheese hanging from his mouth. Jesus, eat like a pig.

"I like this movie," he said, chewing. Alex pursed his lips in disgust.

"You've been at least five of those snacks. And I do not trust health checks of trains. -Moved into the seat. Numb ass had to be so long sitting. In addition, Sandra Bullock is pathetic.

"Hey," Brian seemed offended. Do not mess with it. Not a bad actress.

Alex raised an eyebrow.

"Just say this: Miss Congeniality.

"We all have low moments -defended him. Alex kept his eyebrow raised.

"Miss Congeniality 2: Armed and Fabulous. Brian

straightened in his seat and scared Alex a little higher than the unattainable was even seated. Brian was an exaggeration with legs.

"That woman has an Oscar-drawn to the screen. Where is your Oscar? Ah, no, you do not have.

He looked with satisfaction. At the moment hesitated.

"Because you do not have an Oscar, right? Women asistíaa

conversation with amusement. Alex gave up and had to smile & amand her mother nodding. The train was enveloped in a strange silence, full of faint whispers and muffled sound of constant chatter. Brian spun around and around in his seat like a dog scratching the upholstery before curling in on itself and sleep. Brian not only twisted, but suddenly occupied twice, diagonal, arms loose and open mouth. Alex could feel the heat given off by ever closer, until brown hair tickled his neck. He opened his eyes and looked at his reflection: Brian practically on top of him, breathing heavily, drooling over his shoulder. Alex intention

m of living space between them and closed his eyes. He thought that perhaps when she woke volveríaa be yesterday and discovered that he had fallen asleep in the taxi and it was all a meaningless dream.

It occurred in the end, it would be a shame to wake up and still not know where the journey ended.

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Edit: Fic written with alikum and the great contributions of zelsh and iris92 (I hope). Thank you! = D

Hello. I've had a very boring Easter but I started to write a little. Emerged spontaneously, suddenly, and then I remembered this fic so cool called Destinations of zelsh , dand I declare the fan, and I remembered what that important thing is the trip and other fantastic things he says in this fic and, well, I will try to capture here, I modestly.
But you know. I start things and then disillusionment with, so I'll publish it so it will not be lost. Try to follow it because I like the characters and I want to know.

If you think that taxi drivers know the lives of half the world, is a lie. It is a cliché. People do not talk to taxi drivers: they tell you the street and get to the phone call, you look bad when three euro cobras flag fall or simply look out the window until they reach their destination.

Fortunately, there are still isolated cases of people who feel, show the street, smile and say: "It is not going to believe what has happened to me ..."

People who have stories to tell. Maybe not the most interesting or funny world, but part of them and feel, almost by instinct, they have to count them before they disappear. Therefore, when mounted in the cab, they do. They are stories that have just experienced and they are extraordinary and the tell you with a twinkle ineyes and decency to ask if they are not talking too much, if you are bored.

You say no. That such stories do not get bored.

are journeys.

Madrid

Alex got into a taxi and left the bag of black and white pictures by him in the back seat.

-Bue, With the knuckles the screen.

- Stop!

The driver shouted over the radio:

- Do not tap, which is new, man!

The stranger said

- Are you going now?

Alex glared at him.

"No, you go yourself. CHT Screamed the lady.

Alex felt a throbbing pain in the mouth. The man asked

- Are you okay?

- Van like crazy, doing the donkey, like crazy! "Continued the woman, grabbing her purse very hard against his chest.

Alex gestured to the woman with her hand and started running again, with the taste of blood on the tongue. The announcement that the train to Amsterdam and would leave the & amso, running along the platform beside him. Stop!

- Stop! "Agreed Alex, and then stopped short. The boy was still running beckoning. The other people watching them.

- Eh! "Alex shouted, discarding the idea of running after him too. The uncle was a very long stride. You! Got my bag!

The train pulled away. Two security guards coming toward them. The boy turned. C HTMLXC

- What are you doing? Are you following me?

Alex put his height.

Dame gasped my backpack, touching his chest. You got off when you went out of my taxi.

The guards came and took them to the shoulders.

"Boys, let's do crazy. Come with.

pushed them a posterreading "Exit."

"It was my taxi-qualified the idiot, drifting. Said the bag had been loaded to the back and Alex asked. So that is my backpack?

Alex gave it under the keeper's beefy arm.

-Ostia, what fucking luck, "he said, opening the zipper to see your stuff. Damn, thank you very much.

the guards let them gothe bright green eyes and looked forward to the contents of his own.

- Huh? Ah, no. Sorry. I left me on the train.

Alex felt something inside his brain down sharply, as the sand of an hourglass turned upside down. It is a bit dizzy.

- What? The voice came out sharper than she had calculated. The guards looked on with disapproval.

-Hagan listen to me & ndataught after the security chief of the station, called Brian Ashton.

"Hey, you need not work yourself into. I've missed the boat.

furious Alex walked among the people that filled the station, leaving the customer's office, that his head exploded in a thousand different ways and very painful for the inept the employee that he had attended.

The Brian that followed himfelt the blood boil.

- Passenger Responsible! Her voice trembled. There was estimated that the voice would tremble, but still clenched his fists and spoke louder. It was YOUR responsibility, asshole. It's your fault I lost the backpack, so I'm really pissed off with you as to chase me and I look for the positive case. I have already done enough to not break your face ... Unless you have a solution, get out of here NOW.

Brian said nothing. Hab & iacute, has lost his smile, even though it was obvious that Alex could never break his face. More than anything, because they came up there. But he felt the blood burning in her cheeks and dug his nails into the palms of the hands of pure rage.

Brian was looking at him there, with those ridiculous oversized headphones, those legs too long and that expression of an idiot. Any excess in it. Even his mere presence was.

"Well," he spoke slowly, searching for a tone worknquilizador. We try to find a solution. The train was going to Amsterdam. We'll get tickets there.

"Ah yes, what a good solution. "He replied bitterly. What such a fantastic solution. Thank you for giving me this solution.

Brian smiled, satisfied, and gave him a pat on the shoulder.

"Nothing, man," and turned and walked toward the windows whose sign said, "Ticket & rdquo;.

Alex followed. He was still angry. I could not go home as well. I needed to download the frustration on someone. Someone tall and lanky.

-trying to be sarcastic, you know what

is that?

"Yes, when you say something implying that think otherwise.

"Yes. For that, "Brian stopped and smiled at the man behind the counter.

-Two tickets to Amsterdam leaving as soon as possible, please.

Alex took his arm.

- What are you doing?

- Ida or round trip? The man asked.

- Not! "Said Alex was frightened. They both stared at him in silence. She stammered. I have no money.

"Then s ó the round-resolved Brian turning again to the window and removing the wallet from his trouser pocket.

He typed something on the computer.

- That I have said no, Tara! Alex said, panicking. I can not go to Amsterdam!

Brian did not look.

"Speak lower, you're riding a stunt. He said, counting the bills.

Alex was speechless indignation.

"There's another train running in five minutes," said the man. A last minute cancellation, the price has halved.

"Those," said Brian.

- No! Alex shouted.

"Twenty euros each," said the man. I would you. Platform five. At the back, down the stairs and left.

Brian sliding

Zó tickets through the hole in the glass and grabbed Alex's shirt.

- What ...? "He muttered, but Brian gave tiróny caught her breath. Brian had run waving their train tickets in hand. Alex continued to stumble, half-drowned.

- No refunds! "Shouted the man with the box office.

- What are you doing? He shouted, feeling a heat wave across the c distressing

He kicked and began to throw punches back, but Brian did not let go. His body was boats each stride. She felt dizzy in the stomach when they came down the stairs three at a time. Alex is held tight to his shirt.

"God, fuck," he said, closing her eyes. Damn, you're crazy.

heard a beep and opened his eyes. On the platform, people looked at them with faces of disapproval. Brian jumped up, Alex fingers dug into the back and canXC

Alex hit his head against the door, panting.