A/N:  I do pre-apologize because some of the chapters from here on out are on the shorter side.  This one is one of those, but you will see why it is so short when you get to the end.  :)

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As my soulmates push me through the door I initially worry about the argument that is going to incur regarding who is going to ride with me in the SUV on our way to the rental house. Han-Bin pulls up in an oversized Van, and once he presses a button to open the sliding door on the back passenger side I realize that isn't going to be the argument at all. There are ten seats in the back, which means the argument is going to instead be who am I going to sit beside. "Did we really need a vehicle this big?" I find myself asking.

Korain opens the passenger side door and before he claims shotgun he smirks at me and replies. "It was the only vehicle available that would fit all of them. It was easier to find a vehicle that could accommodate everyone rather than find a couple vehicles to split; we knew there would be an argument on who sits where once we found you so this was our easiest solution. After that they weren't about to argue about having a few extra seats."

"I think she should take a seat in the back. Perhaps she can lay down and have one of us act as her pillow and another can let her prop her feet up in their lap." Tae suggests.

"It's a kind offer, Tae." I frown for a second before saying. "I'm really not tired right now though." That's only a partial truth. I am a bit tired, but I've been unconscious so often recently that I really don't want to fall asleep until it is actually time to go to bed.

I do decide to sit in the middle seat in the middle row, that way I can be as close to all of my soulmates as possible. "Does someone have my cell phone?" I haven't had it since casino night, and while I am worried about the amount of messages I might have that's not why I ask.

Namjoon frowns. "No, sorry. We left it at the house."

I turn to Korain. "Can I borrow your phone for a moment? I am only going to pull up a website." He shrugs his shoulders, letting me know wordlessly that he doesn't mind, before handing it to me. At first he forgets to unlock his phone, and I find myself briefly surprised by his wallpaper. It's of an elder Korean gentleman pouring over a scrapbook of some kind with a young boy sitting beside him. My only guess is that the gentleman in the picture could be his grandfather and the boy beside him possibly himself. "Uh, can you unlock it for me?"

"Oh." He takes it from me. "Sorry about that." He hands it back after it's been unlocked.

Before I pull up the website in question I explain myself. "I'm kind of tired of rock, paper, scissors being the constant go to so I think I want to change things up this time around. At least a little bit. We will still have to make one choice with the game but that will be a much easier one vs one scenario." It takes me only a couple seconds to find the website I was thinking of and before I show them what I was referring to I explain how we are going to choose who sits where. "Okay so we are going to number each of the seats. One through three in front of me, four and five beside me, and six through nine behind me. Jk and Jin I want you to play rock, paper, scissors to decide if you are going to spin the wheel oldest to youngest or youngest to oldest. Jin ends up winning so he rolls first.

Only two of my soulmates win seats in front of me. Hobi spins a number one, and Yoongi spins a number two. They decide together that they might as well leave an open space between them since no one spun the number three. Namjoon and Jimin spin the numbers four and five so I am going to be sitting between Minimoni apparently. Tae spins seven. Jin spins eight. Jk spins nine. Instead of leaving the sixth seat empty they decide to leave to leave the ninth one empty instead. That way they could be directly behind the row of seats in front of them rather than one of them sitting in the seat that is slightly off to the side.

"I'm surprised the hospital isn't swarming with news reporters and Army yet." I ponder out loud as my soulmates get in their seats. Of course that means I have to get up so Namjoon can get past me, and I give him a warning look when he secretly grabs my ass as he passes me.

He chuckles under his breath for a moment before he admits the reasoning behind the lack of people trying to take our picture right now. "That's because we haven't released the fact that you have been found to the public yet. We realize that we might get some backlash from it later, but we decided that our security is far more important right now than withholding that information. We probably won't share the information until we are already on our flight home."

"It would probably be smart to wait until we are on our way to the mansion. That way no one tries to wait for us at the airport." Yoongi suggests.

Korain nods his head in the passenger seat. "I concur."

As we pull out of the parking lot I realize how much I am currently not much of a fan of Monte Carlo simply due to so many things that happened while here on this trip. I felt uneasy at the lush restaurant our first night. Our brief moment of tourism wasn't really all that spectacular, honestly. It was relaxing to walk around, but it wasn't a stellar outstanding moment in my opinion. Spending a couple hours at the casino wasn't something I really enjoyed. Then you have the whole fact that I was kidnapped that night, and I missed my first birthday with my soulmates because of it. It might be wrong to think this, but I was hoping that I wouldn't end up falling in love with our rental house due to how I was feeling about Monte Carlo.

I loved the rental in Brazil, and our house, while big, is phenomenal. It took next to no time to consider it home, but because of all the shit that has happened while we have been in Monte Carlo I am really hoping that I don't end up liking the house we will be staying at. In the grand scheme of things I know that it's a petty thing to hope, but I just can't seem to help myself. There is of course a part of me that equally hopes I love it though also. Because if I love it that means this whole part of the trip wasn't completely a waste of time.

A few minutes later I realize we are pulling through the gate of a high privacy fence, or perhaps it would be considered a wall since it's solid. The wall/fence is a sandy peach color with white pillars so I imagine the house beyond it is likely painted the same colors. I guess in a moment or two I will find out for myself how I instantly feel about the house from the exterior.

I can't help but have mixed feelings due to the foliage that is obscuring my full view of the house, but when we get closer I can at least tell that the exterior colors do indeed match the privacy fence/wall. Crap, I just can't decide what to call that.

"Where is security staying?" I find myself asking.

"There is a guesthouse with three bedrooms. Each bedroom has a double bed, and two out of three of the floors have large comfortable couches. It may not be ideal for that many people, but we are making it work." Korain admits.

I'm going to have to ask someone why all of the sudden he is being so chatty, and what the hell happened to his personality. Because, he definitely doesn't seem quite as moody as he was before.

"How many rooms does the house have?"

"Five." Hobi shortly answers.

"Who's sleeping where?" I find myself asking, but I fear I might already know the answer.

"Um..." Namjoon hedges, avoiding properly answering the question. He looks at the others for help, but most of them avoid his gaze.

Tae sighs as he decides to pick up where Namjoon left off. "We haven't really been here much, and the nights we have been we didn't sleep much."

Yeah, that's exactly what I was worried about. "Do I need to pull out the spinner website again? Or can we sort it out a different way?"

"I'll share a room with Hobi like I used to before we moved into the mansion." Jimin volunteers.

"Yoongi-hyung and I will share a room." Namjoon volunteers.

Jk shrugs his shoulders. "I can share a room with Tae."

"I guess that leaves me with the only other single." Jin does a silly happy dance which has us all giggling as we pour out of the van. Then he frowns. "I hope that doesn't mean I get the basement room."

"I think that's a fair trade off." Yoongi adds with a gummy smirk.

Jk snorts before adding. "Look at it this way, that means you also get the movie room to yourself at night."

When we head inside the first room we come to is exceptionally bright. I can only attribute that to the cream and white colors offset by a sparse amount of black here and there. The two sliding glass doors on either side of the fireplace in the center of the back wall don't hurt either, and I don't have to strain my neck to see that a large pool is just beyond those doors. I can only hope it will be warm enough during the few days we will be here to use it. I'm not sure I am up for it today even though the temperature is rather nice.

"Your room is the only one upstairs, Princess." Jin informs me.

A joke about being locked in my tower occurs to me, but I realize how it might be in bad taste to make such a joke due to the quite obvious fact regarding how I was recently kidnapped. So I simply smile at him before going upstairs to double check that my stuff is there. It occurs to me that I should probably hunt down my phone, but I decide against worrying about that right now.

An hour or so later is when everyone finally starts relaxing. That's when it occurs to me that I have found at least two flaws when it comes to this gorgeous house. First is the fact that, outside of the basement and kitchen, everything is in the same neutral yellow, cream, and white shades. From the furniture to the bedding. It is simply too one note for me. The second flaw is that the basement is the starkest of one note contrasts between a majority of the other rooms with its red carpet and red walls.

Korain and Sang Hee surprise me when they take over cooking supper in our kitchen. With how exhausted I feel I can't muster up a single complaint about that arrangement. Not to mention I am most definitely missing Korean cooking right now, and I really don't want someone to have to hunt down something easy from all the restaurants we have seen in the area. Hell, I don't even remember seeing a single fast food place in the area. Perhaps the city is simply too posh for the golden arches of McDonald's.

We all claim exhaustion about an hour after supper. I go up to my room and put on a tank top and cotton shorts to sleep in. I briefly mourn the flannel pajamas that are in evidence, and while I do miss them I definitely don't want them back after going through the whole kidnapping ordeal. They would probably go in the trash anyway with all the stains I incurred in that garage.

I'm brushing my teeth when I hear a knock on my door. I rinse out my mouth before I go to answer it. Of course whoever is on the other side is a bit impatient because they knock again. "I'm coming."

I'm shocked to find both Hobi and Jimin on the other side. "We wanted to tuck you in." Jimin offers.

Hobi nudges his shoulder with his own. "Be honest, Jiminie. We wanted to do a lot more than that." He says with an evocative glint in his eye.