Disclaimer: Oh for crying out loud!! - There's one in the first chapter. Isn't that enough?? I mean I'm not going to claim that I own them now when I have already stated that they're never gunna be mine.

A/N: Ok campers goodie o. Sorry I guess you can see I'm a StarGate fan too. At least I've finally had time to type this up and post it. I blame uni work - Damn assignments : ( I'd like to thank everyone for the reviews and also for the kind remarks saying that the story's good. I'm pleezed coz I like it too. I'd also like to thank em for bringing to my attention that I left Mole behind. Don't I feel stupid g Sorry bout that mutt. Well enough of this stuff and on to chappie 3.

Alrighty, so Miranda and Declan had managed to get themselves ready to go on a tour of Brisbane (the poor things) and were about to go when.

KNOCK, KNOCK!!

About a minute passed and Declan had done nothing. "Are you going to get that?" Miranda asked quickly. "Or should I get it or are we going to pretend that we're not here and never answer it?"

Declan, who was still completely oblivious to all looked at her and.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!!

"Oh right," he finally said as he reacted to the now constant banging on the door. "I'll get it." He stepped up to the door and opened it only to find a youngish bellhop, (who's name was George - It was written on his name tag), standing on the other side. "Bout time," he rudely mumbled. Luckily for him the words were incoherent to both Miranda and Declan. (The rude and ungrateful lil imp : ) "Um. Declan Dunn?" he finally asked. "I have a delivery for you and I think you will want this."

Miranda stepped forward and stared at George (I can no longer be bothered calling him 'the bellhop'). "You have a delivery? For us?" she queried. "No-one really knows we're here so who could of sent something for us?" Nothing ever got past her quick and sharp-witted mind. "So George, what exactly is this 'delivery'?"

George opened his mouth to speak but instead of words a loud bark escaped his lips. WOOF, WOOF!!

"Moley!" Declan exclaimed rather loudly. "Oh man I can't believe that I forgot all about him. I left him at the airport I can't believe that I did that. I'm so sorry lil buddy. Forgive me?"

Mole barked, as if this was some sort of apology whilst Miranda just grinned in her beautifully gothic way. "I don't believe that you left him behind anyway coz you two are like almost inseparable."

The bellhop, who by this stage had retreated a few steps from the open door, stood stunned as he stared intently at the beautiful face of Miranda. Both her and Declan seemed to have forgotten about his presence there until he piped up and said, "he arrived here at the hotel by a taxi sent by the airport." The duo looked at him slightly confused so he continued, "they found a tag on his collar with your name and address on it so they called all the hotels in the vicinity of the airport and asked if you were a guest here. Luckily for everyone they found you."

"Well thanks for bringing him up here. Um I don't suppose he's allowed to stay in the hotel so do you know if there's a boarding kennel nearby?" he asked George.

George, still ogling Miranda smartly answered him, "This has been discussed with the manager and since the two of you are paying an enormous amount for the room, he has agreed to let the dog remain up here provided he stays on the balcony at all times. If you agree to this then there should be no problem." With that statement, he backed away from the open door, and finally lowered is gaze from Miranda's face (and about time too, she is after all only for D. to look at). He quickly and quietly followed the hallway to the elevator and disappeared.

Mole, still in his cage barked again and again desperately wanting release from his confinement. I mean seriously, would you want to be locked in a cage for as long as he was. No!! Of course not I hear you all say, so that means cut the dog some slack. Especially since he can't talk either.

Miranda walked to the door and pointlessly shut it. They were going to go out in a few minutes anyway so seriously closing the door was a pointless exercise. Which was a bit weird as Miranda rarely did anything pointless, as she is certainly a girl with real brains in her head. To be honest though, her thoughts weren't on the door, they were extremely focused on Declan who was playing games and tickling the newly released mutt. 'He's so cute when he plays with Mole like that,' she thought. 'Cute!! Where did that come from?' She shook her head hoping to clear it of such thoughts and when it didn't work she took a step towards Declan and said, "hey!! Earth to Declan. Are we going out today at all?"

"Oh yeh sorry M'ran," he apologised. "I guess I got carried away." Declan looked at her sheepishly. "We'd better get going coz I wanna check out real Aussie cuisine coz I've heard it's, I quote, "good stuff. What d'ya reckon Moley?"

"Woof woof!!" the dog returned on que. Declan put a lead on Mole, mind you he was not happy, after all, every dog needs his freedom, but not on the streets of Brisbane though. He'd get lost or run over for sure. So once the lead was on the mutt, Declan and Miranda left the confines of their hotel room and made their way to the busy city streets below.

Ok right, now since I'm the author of this I'm gunna spare you all the details of the duo's journey through Brisbane coz for all of you out there who don't know what it's like, it's really boring as, no offence to those of you who live there!! : ) Now if they were located on the Gold Coast - Well that'd be a different story but since for the time being I can do nothing about their location we're all gunna haf to sit back and suffer a bit more (just a lil bit more I promise).

Right, now with that out of the way I can get back to business. So, later that evening, much later I might add, Declan, Miranda, and Mole (note: I didn't leave him behind this time g) arrived back at their room. Yes in case you hadn't realised earlier, they are sharing a room that contains one double bed only. It should make things more interesting. (BTW, their room number is 526. Sound familiar : )

"Man am I stuffed," Declan groaned as he slumped his dog-tired (please excuse the expression) body on the sofa. "Them Aussie's sure know how to cook up a storm. They have great food. Is it any wonder their not one of those third world countries if they have chow like that!!"

Miranda's reply came from the seat beside him. "Well I was told that you can't life a good and wholesome life if you've never experienced a true Aussie Barbie."

The surprise on Declan's face was so blatantly obvious that he almost died of shock. After all, Miranda had just mentioned something about her personal life, which she would never do under normal circumstances. Maybe she was ill. So Declan, true to form teased her a bit about her sharing of info. "Wow Miss Fiegelstein, aren't you a lil well of knowledge about this country. Was the Internet the source of these terra bites of info or do you have another lil stash of knowledge somewhere that I don't know about?" The smirk on his face showed his undeniable pleasure at tormenting the poor girl.

"Actually, this lil 'bite' of info, as you want to call it, was told to me by my Dad," she said quite matter o' factually. "If I remember right, he told me that they would be able to live here as Australia is a beautiful country. Why the hell am I even telling you this??" She halted her words before she gave out any further information on her life.

Miranda was, of course, not one who would willingly share personal details of her life even if you tried to squeeze them out of her. She was as stubborn as a mule when it came to this. Declan spotted her uneasiness but he continued to press her more gently. "Hey it is ok to share information about your life. I mean I've known you for what, 3 years and I know next to nothing about you. When it's fine with you sometime in the near future, I hope you decide to share some of your life with me."

Now it was extremely late at night and the fatigue was beginning to show. Even Mole, who was usually nearly always boisterous, seemed quieter and worn out. (I don't know how coz I mean dogs have it easy compared to us!!) So up stood Miranda and she headed toward the bedroom. "Declan, it's late and I'm tired," she told him. "I you don't mind, I'm going to bed." Upon her arrival at the bedroom, she stopped and turned to face Declan. It was only now that she realised that they only had one bed. "Hey, where's the other bed?"

Declan got up and practically ran to the room Miranda was in. "Um. ah. I dunno," he stammered. "I guess we, ah, have to share that one." As he turned to leave he heard Miranda mutter a very quiet 'fine.' Well this is certainly an interesting turn of events for the two of them.

Miranda quickly changed and the moment her head hit the uncomfortable hotel pillow, she was in the land of nod. And considering her current location in Oz, I think I'd find the land of nod appealing too.

Meanwhile, Declan now once again sitting on the couch was very quietly muttering to himself as Mole was on the balcony and well he'd be out there if he wasn't so scared of heights. "What have I gotten myself into?" he asked himself. "We can share? Why on earth did I say that?" That was as far as his thoughts got as he was too tired to even attempt to put another sentence together so he picked his worn out body (and a nice one it is too I might add) and traipsed quietly into the bedroom so as not to disturb 'his' sleeping beauty.

As he entered, he saw Miranda curled up in black satin pj's (come on what other colour could they be. I was thinking of making them lime green but I want Declan to be alive so I can have another chappie to write). 'Damn she's beautiful,' he thought as he allowed his tired eyes to roam up her slightly uncovered slumbering form. He stepped toward her and pulled the sheet over her shoulders so she wouldn't get cold in the morning. Sure it may be summer in Oz at the moment but hey, the morning's can be killers. You can get such stiff necks if you don't have them covered. Very unpleasant. Anyway, so Declan stripped to his boxers (yes he's a boxers man - No briefs for him) and climbed into the bed next to Miranda.

The next morning, Declan awoke finding that there was something warm beside him. Not knowing where he was for a moment, he thought that the warm body was Mole, until the body snuggled closer to him. He looked down and saw that the body belonged to his dream girl, Miranda. Only this was sure as hell no dream, he was quite awake.

'I always wanted to know what it would be like to wake up next to her,' he thought as he smiled at her still asleep body. 'I could definitely get used to this.' He tightened his grip on her and prepared to go back to sleep when she stirred from her peaceful slumber. "Hey," he said to her. "Sleep well?"

Miranda's eyelids fluttered prettily open as she replied, "Hey. I've never slept better in my entire life." 'Oh my god,' she thought. 'Did I just say that?' Once she realised what she'd said, Miranda high-tailed it out of the bed and headed for the bathroom in record breaking speed leaving Declan in the bed in a haze wondering what the hell had just happened.

A/N: Well I'm going to leave it here for now coz I envy them 2 coz they get to sleep and I need to so hope y'all enjoy this part and pleeze r + r