{ON HOLD} When You Have Wings . . .

Buried Treasure

Author's Note
Hey guys! Me again! So I hope you're enjoying the story you all don't hate me for this late update. I have SAT testing coming up so don't expect another update for a bit ... Love you my readers! I need another name for you guys ...

Lucas's POV

"Research? Tell me Angel why am I not surprised." I stated.

"Oooohhhh look someone getting sassy on their cr-"

"Shut up, Logan" I cut him off.

"Well, I'll say it again . . . " Angelina said slowly, eyes darting back and forth from between us. "This whole wrecked office is a set-up to set us on the wrong track. Who or what obviously wanted us to buy the wreckage but clearly no criminal would leave so much "real" evidence for people to find. For all we know they could or bribed someone to do this so the finger prints aren't actually theirs."

"What have you been reading in your room lately?" Nicoletta questioned.

"That's none of your business, Nikki. I read what I want to." Angelina snapped back.

"I knew Jenna shouldn't have gotten you those FBI Mariposa Addition series!"

"Ah, smart as always . . . " I didn't notice myself zoning off until Aureliana whacked me on my head.

"That's something I will never understand." she shook her head.

"What? Intelligence - oh, you meant that . . ." I realized. You see Aureliana was never the one to flirt or have crushes. She thought it was pure rubbish. [Which it is!- Aure] So she intends on staying a maiden her whole life.

"Lucas, you seem off today. Are you okay?"

"Umm . . . " That was the best thing I could come up with but Angelina didn't let it go.

"Ok Logan did you give Lucas laughy gas or something!? You know that stuff from the mortal world that makes you go all wacky and causes the person to think they don't have thumbs."

"Woah, not everything that's wrong with Lucas is my fault! I don't even know what half the things mortals have up there are! You expect me to use something that I have no knowledge about?"

"Yes! 'Cause that head of yours can't think! Albert Einstein said 'two thing are infinite: the universe and human stupidity.' If human stupidity is infinite then I don't even want to think about what Logan's stupidity is."

Logan put on a fake hurt face. "Well that's not a nice thing to say about a friend! Wait, who's this Alfred Instain?"

Angelina just shook her head in frustration, letting out a long sigh.

"Logan your taking this awfully hard on yourself you know. I thought you would be used to our constant complaining about you. But it's okay, just learn from your abundant amount of mistakes." Nicoletta's voice dripped with fake sympathy as if she was talking to a two year old.

"Not you too! Why Nikki, why!?" As you can see Logan handles the ladies much better than I do. [I know right! - Logan, Shut up already! - Me, NEVER! DUN DUN DUNNN!!! - Logan] I should stick to never hinting a single complement to Logan.

"Oh my tacky thorn bushes! What did I say about staying focused! We have a serious matter at hands!" Aureliana scolded the guys.

"You got that right, Aure!" The girls shared a three way high five. And headed back into the office to find more clues. Logan and I had no choice so we followed them inside.

"Ok, first put everything back in order to their right places and then search threw rubble. On your mark, get set go!" ordered Nicoletta. We raced around the office flipping couches, shifting furniture, organizing shelves. We raced around the room like zipping dragonflies, suddenly filled with a strange burst of energy. Soon enough, everything was placed approximately where it originally was. In the middle of the room was a foul smelling pile of rubble, containing who knows what.