A/N: So this is the "long awaited" Simon chapter. He's being a broody little thing in this chapter. Hopefully that will change the next time I write from within Simon's head.

Running Thoughts

by Kitera

Simon

We were on the road shortly after Tori snapped at me. Driving along Interstate 91 heading north for the time being. Dad wasn't telling any of us where we were going and it bothered me. Before Derek and I had ended up at Lyle House he'd always told us where we were moving to next. Not this time though and it made me feel out of the loop as I sat there in the middle seat next to the Queen Witch herself.

The back seat was mostly quiet. Tori had her attention diverted by the only portable CD player we had for the moment. We all shared it; I was okay with that...usually. I had my head pressed against the window watching the highway scenery roll by at 70 miles per hour. Every now and again I would make the mistake of looking forward and my eyes would glue themselves to the sight of Derek and Chloe curled up in the backseat of the minivan. I tell myself that I'm not jealous that she picked him, but if I told the truth I'd call myself on the total lie. But what Derek didn't know wouldn't hurt him, it was time that he was happy.

My stomach rumbled as Derek's arm reached over the back of my seat for the picnic basket.

"Can we stop at the next rest stop?" I asked calling attention to us kids in the backseat and disturbing my father's and Dr. Fellow's conversation.

Dad laughed hearing me ask that we stop for food. It wasn't something that I normally did. Usually if anyone asked for food it was Derek's stomach before anyone else. Not that dad was likely to forget to feed any of us, but it seemed my blood sugar had other ideas today.

"Sure."

Tori kicked my foot and I glanced at her. She was staring out the window though so I kicked her foot back and returned to staring out the window. The birds were better entertainment than the ever silent backseat or the soft murmurings of the lovers behind me.