1: Wild heart and car chase

"Nick, have you located them?" Mrs. Cooper walks within her office and closes the door shut. She places the phone in between her shoulder and ear so that she can take off her overcoat and places it on the coat hanger.

Nick was sitting inside of a small diner in the outskirts of Nevada looking at Karma walking from table to table picking up dirty dishes and taking orders. Her movements lead him to Amy, standing behind the counter, taking Karma's orders and walking with them to the back. They have been running away from Mrs. Cooper for a while and Nick had just recently managed to catch up with them when he received a call from one of his 'pals'. He had been running around the country for two months now and just two days ago heard that the girls rested and found a job in a small dinner in the outskirts of the City of Las Vegas.

"Yes ma'am. I am looking at them right now." Nick sees Amy walking back to the counter to take the dirty dishes from Karma's hands. She leans herself forward and grabs Karma's collar and pulls it towards her and kisses her. "They are at a small diner in Las Vegas."

Mrs. Cooper walks to her large mahogany desk and opens her monitor, "What are they doing at the diner?"

"They are working Mrs. Cooper. I asked around and it seems they have been working there for about four days now." Nick explains, still keeping his eyes on the two girls.

Mrs. Cooper leans back on her chair as she slides her glasses down, "What is my daughter doing at a diner in Las Vegas working Nick?"

"They were running low on cash…"

"I know. I checked my accounts for the past few weeks. I thought if I cut all of Amy's credit cards she would stop her foolishness and come back." Mrs. Cooper sighs. Amy has been a pain for her ever since she met that girl Karma. She knows her daughter too well; Amy will run back soon. If not on her own, it will be her way and she'll make sure that way is painful enough for her to learn her lesson. "You have your team ready Nick? I don't want any mistakes here."

Nick brings the paper further up, hiding his face to avoid the questioning glance of Amy from behind the counter. "Don't worry ma'am. They are ready to follow with the plan tomorrow as planned." He says.

"Good. Don't fail me Nick." Mrs. Cooper slides the glasses up her nose and sits upright on her comfy chair. When you stay hours on end sitting in an office, back pains are sure to become constant, "I want her back here within the next few hours."

"Roger." Nick hangs up. He places the news paper back down and takes out his wallet to leave a tip and then walks out of the diner under the suspicious stare of Amy.

As Amy wipes the surface of the counter, her eyes roam upon his back; having a certain sense of recognition but couldn't quite put two and two. She can bet that she saw that back somewhere. She just doesn't know where though. The fact that they've been on the run for about two months now from her mother, made her feel a bit more paranoid. They reach a town and have to leave a week after once they see something or someone suspicious enough to continue running. And though they've both living on edge for the past few weeks, they have been the most happiest.

Amy watches as Karma saunters around the diner, smiling and talking with the customers who love her very much. Who wouldn't love her baby? She's amazing. And her smile, her laugh, her eyes, her hair, her legs, her ass…those tight, uplifted, perfectly shaped…

"Amy….?" Karma snaps he fingers in Amy's face, gaining her attention, "Amy…? Is the order of table four ready."

Amy shakes her head, "No my love, the chickens are still being fried."

"Still? Amy, the man is growing impatient already and I have run out of small talk topics." Karma pouts. Not only the man was impatient, but he keeps flirting with her and being nothing but prude jerk. "I don't want to go back there. The man is rude and keeps making pass at me."

Amy glares at the man who was looking back at them both, seething. "That man has another thing coming…" Amy walks around the counter, "wait for me here baby!"

"Where are you going?" Karma pulls on Amy's arm.

Amy stops and turns towards Karma, "I'm just going to nicely let the man know that he shouldn't mess with me."

"Come on Amy…you won't go and do that. It wasn't easy for us to get this job. The manager is not that forgiving."

"Yeah but the customer is too damn rude. How dare he just flirt with people's girlfriend like that?" Amy starts walking away from Karma to the table where the man sat. But Karma stops her again.

"Baby, wait…" She holds Amy from behind, "I like it when you are jealous like that. But we can't mess up."

"Fine but if he does something that I don't like or he stares at you too hard…" She turns to face Karma, "I will not stand still." She lifts Karma's face up to her lips by cupping her chin and kisses her shortly, "I can't stand other men or women looking at you."

Karma said, "And I love it when you and only you look at me." she pecks her lips quickly, "So, don't ever look at any other women but me."

"I only have eyes for you pookie." Amy hugs Karma tightly.

"Me too pooka…" She hugs her back.

Amy breaks away after pecking Karma's lips and walking back around the counter.

"What's up with the hold up in the back anyway?" Karma asks.

"It's just a little technical difficulty with the stove. They take too long to heat. The manager mentioned it to the owner of the place but no one came to repair it." Amy shrugs, "Don't worry princess. It'll be ready soon."

Karma groans, "I hope so." She runs her hand on the back of her neck, "I'm tired. And we still have four more hours to go."

"Oh princess, when we get back to our room, I'll give you a nice foot rub and a massage…" She leans on the counter, her weight pressing on her two elbows. She lifts up on hand and hither to Karma to lean closer and she does. Their lips almost ready to grab each other, "…I'll make you feel good," Amy takes Karma's bottom lip and sucks it in between her lips. She pulls away, biting slightly, "I'll make you feel special…I'll kiss your feet, run my lips and my tongue…" she leans her head then pulls away quickly, teasing Karma who groans. She chuckles lightly, "…up your leg…your thigh…your…"

"Amy, Karma…" The manager yells, and the two girls immediately jump at attention, "…this is your workplace. Stop slacking!"

Karma walks back to the customers and Amy went back to the kitchen to wash the dirty dishes that Karma had recently brought. As soon as the orders for table four was ready, Karma brought it to the impatient customer and places it on his table. The man keeps his eyes fixated within the middle of Karma's breast which were shown though the cleavage of her uniform as she bends down to serve him his order. Amy watches the man and her anger kept growing to the max but she tries her best to not jump over the counter and breaks his nose in two.

"Alright, here is your orders sir." Karma rests the tray on the table and places his drink in front of him, "a regular beer…" she then takes the bowl of fries, "…sets of fries and…" she takes the plate of two hamburgers, "…your hamburgers. Enjoy!" Karma smiles kindly at him then takes the tray off the table to place it underneath her armpit. As she walks way from the table, the man reaches forward and squeezes Karma's ass rather tightly then say something extremely lewd to her that had the witnessing nearby customers in shock.

"Fuck no!" Amy jumps over the counter and runs to the pervert man's table. She grabs him by the collar and pulls him up on his feet and punches him so hard that the man falls face flat in front of Amy.

"Bitch!" the man seethes as he spits blood on the floor.

Karma kicks him in his gut, "That's for calling my girlfriend a bitch."

The manager runs out of his office to find Amy and Karma looking down at the fallen customer. He didn't even demand an explanation, "Amy, Karma…you are fired!"

In a motel, outskirts of Nevada

"We're fired Amy. What are we going to do?" Karma walks out of the bathroom while brushing her teeth wrapped in a towel. She looks at her girlfriend laying on the bed sifting through the channels on TV.

Amy shrugs, "We'll go look for job somewhere else. It's Vegas. I'm sure we'll find something." She keeps her eyes fixated on the TV, "There's nothing on TV." She complains then throws the remote on the edge of the bed and slips down on the bed, "We'll probably have to drive out to another town."

In between her brush, she manages to say something comprehensible enough for Amy to grasp, 'Why? We just got here."

"I know but I feel like we should go back on the run soon." Amy recalls the man walking out of the diner this morning. That was definitely someone she should be wary about. "And besides, we're short on food."

"Tomorrow later then? I want to sleep in a bit tonight. I'm exhausted."

"Alright pookie, we'll sleep in and leave the motel in early afternoon." Amy agrees.

"Where are we going to go next?" Karma asks.

Amy just shrugs, "Who knows. I'll keep on driving until I get tired." Amy then sighs deeply, "I'm bored."

Karma walks back inside the bathroom to throw away the secretion of the paste within her mouth then walks back out, "Don't you want to watch Netflix?"

"I can always watch a few documentaries." Amy grins then her eyes color became somber with a darker shade of green, as she contemplates Karma in that small above knee-length towel wrapped around her body, "…Or we can fuck. I don't know why but somehow with your hair wrapped in that towel and with you brushing your teeth while the substantial paste is falling off the edge of your lips; I'm wildly aroused."

"You need to chill horndog. We had sex two hours ago." Karma snorts then walks back in the bathroom.

"So, what do you say pookie? Do we fuck or watch Netflix? I'm fine either way. Just as long as it is with you." Amy says loud enough for her to hear over the whooshing sound of the running water in the sink.

Karma takes a mouthful of water and gargle to wash her mouth and spits out the residue. Amy hears the noise and grins, "You see… even that noise is sexy enough to stir up the peace in me."

Karma wipes her mouth of the residue, "Amy, seek help!"

"I am seeking. Don't you see that I am asking you?" Amy smiles.

"Not that kind of help…" Karma un-tuck the towel from up the side of her breasts near her armpit and lets it fall. She walks out of the bathroom, and heads over the dresser naked in front of Amy whose eyes trail Karma's moving figure across the room.

"Where did you put the lotion?" Karma asks, pretending not to feel Amy's feverish gaze lowering down her back as she rampages through the first drawer of the dresser.

Amy gulps, "I can't think straight. I don't…" she blinks, "…I don't know…I for…I forgot." Amy stutters.

Karma walks back to stand in front of Amy, dressed in nothing but her nakedness, "You're the one who lastly used it. How come you don't remember?"

Amy says nothing and keeps her eyes glued to Karma's perky breasts and then slowly works down, "I mean…you can't expect me to think." She breathes, her eyes streaming down further.

"Ay Pooka…" Karma's eyes soften as she looks at Amy's dreamy expression.

"Ay pookie…" Amy licks her lips.

Karma slowly mounts the bed, "Pooka…"

"Pookie…" Amy slips down on her back as Karma crawls in between her legs until she rests on Amy's body and hovers above her.

"Pooka…" Karma whispers as she takes Amy's shaky hand and brings it around her waist "Touch me…"

Amy nods as the air leaves her and recedes to the beautiful Karma on top of her. She swallows deeply and runs the hand that Karma placed on her waist up the side of her body. Her body was so soft and supple to the touch even without the application of lotion. Karma's skin underneath her touch felt warm and nice to her.

"Do you feel it?" Karma whispers close to Amy's parting lips.

"Feel what pookie…?" Amy breathes.

"Here…" Karma feels Amy's hand sliding back down above her rear.

"Here…" Amy slides her hand down further to her rear and squeezes it lightly.

Karma nods, "Yes, here pooka…do you feel the fever consuming me?" Karma's voice became low as she presses down against Amy's front. She whimpers when the fabric of Amy's sweat brushes against her bare center. "Only your touch can do that to me."

"Ay pookie…" Amy breathes then she pins Karma beneath her and hovers above, "I love touching you."

Karma bites her lips, "then touch me pooka…hold me tight tonight and love me."

"Yes…I'll hold you tight, all through the night pookie." Amy brings one of her hand to Karma's face and grazes her cheek. She looks at her lovingly, "I love you."

"I love you too."

The next morning, a black SUV parks after Amy's stolen vehicle; in a gas station Amy and Karma had stopped to do a refill and buy a few snacks. Ever since the wedding they had kept the mini-limousine and roam around a few state. Two men were pretending to do a refill in the pump right after Amy's car and intently stealing a few discreet glances at her. Amy doesn't notice – yet. She's oblivious for the moment and just waits patiently for the tank to be filled fully and keeps them going for a few days at the least. Besides the two men that were keeping watch on Amy, one had followed Karma inside the small store. In between the aisles, Karma doesn't notice the man intently watching above the stall of junk foods of chips and snacks

Karma had gone inside to buy the snacks and drinks although she could buy just about that much. Lately they've been running short on money so the job that they had gotten was more than luck for them. They haven't contacted anybody ever since they started running and decided to disappear from the face of the earth but Amy's mom always end up catching up to them and they always end up running just as soon. She walks to the front of the store and finds Amy taking out the pump out of the car tank and placing it away. She smiles then walks to the front counter and places her items down.

"Will that be all?" The cashier sends her chilly stare that bore laziness. Obviously, she was having a bad day.

No need to have a small talk then, karma thinks as the cashier slides the items underneath the tag. Karma simply nods.

Karma starts looking through her purse when the cashier starts whispering to her, "You know that there's a man staring at you, right?"

Karma looks up at her, "What?"

The cashier slowly types in the code of an item in the computer, "For a while," she keeps on whispering and scarcely looks behind Karma above her head to see the man looking down at a newspaper near the front door of the store, "there's a man behind you. He's been eyeing you ever since he walked in the store."

"He's behind me?" Karma whispers. She doesn't remember noticing anyone else in the store.

The cashier discreetly nods as she takes a bag to put the checked out items in.

"Is he looking at me?" Karma asks.

"He has his head down, reading a newspaper." She informs as Karma hands the money. She tries to look as normal as possible. The slightest unusual movement would be too apparent.

The cashier types in the amount of the money given, pretending not to talk to Karma and giving her information on the man spying behind Karma. The cash register naps open and the cashier places the money, "You're in deep shit apparently."

Karma says nothing as the cashier snaps the cash register shut and hands her back the change. Karma grabs it from her hand and smiles back at her, "Thank you."

As Amy was placing the pump back in its place, she notices the black SUV behind her and the two men. She keeps looking forward, pretending not to notice the men that were bantering or pretending to banter about things that were too incoherent for her to understand. She puts the lid of the gas tank then snaps shut the small door and leisurely walks over to the driver's seat and close the door. She pretends to readjust her rearview mirror and looks to find the two men mounting in the car after her. She turns on the engine and drives up to Karma who was waiting for her in front of the store. All the while they keep their cool so that they don't notice that they know that they are being followed. As Karma walks over to Amy, the man soon walks behind Karma in direction of the still park car near the gas pump.

Karma slides her sunglasses down from her head and opens the passenger seat door, "You filled the tank?"

"Yes," Amy looks through the side view mirror as the third men mounts in the back seat of the black SUV, "You got what we need?"

Karma jumps in the car and puts on her seatbelt, "Yes."

"Good. Let's go." Amy said and presses her foot on the gas pedal and speeds out of the gas station. "We're being followed."

"I know." By then, she had gotten used to Amy's wild speeding and can more or less tolerate it. She looks in her side view mirror and sees the black SUV closely following behind them, "They're catching up quick pooka."

Amy presses her right foot on the accelerator and increasing her speed even more. Karma's heart now was full on edge and every point pulses in her body were clamoring in trepidations. She grips on the edge of her sit in an attempt to relieve some of the anxiousness as the car starts disappearing in her side view mirror, indicating that the followers were gaining speed and closing in the distance.

"Amy…" the car was disappearing too fast.

Amy reaches over and grabs Karma's hand in hers and squeezes it, "It's going to be fine alright. I'm not going to let them catch us. I promise." She looks at Karma throws her reassuring smile.

Karma's anxiousness quickly dies down and Amy shifts in gear and increases her speed, instantly increasing the distance and leaving the SUV behind. It was a long straight road in the middle desert of Las Vegas. They were going to be chased for a while until they reach a town with turns and shortcuts. The car keeps on speeding and once again closing in the distance between them.

"Fuck!" Amy yells when the car comes into contact with their car and the impact bolts them forward. Amy looks back in the rearview mirror and finds the driver looking straight ahead at them.

"Amy, that's getting too intense." Karma breathes. The car does the same thing again but this time with more force and Amy's car is slightly veered off course in the process, "Fuck's sake, does your mother know that they are doing this?"

"My mother is going by any means necessary." Amy shifts again and increases the speed which is now above hundred. "I'm not letting them catch us."

Karma looks at the car pursuing them in the back, it was almost invisible from her mirror, "They keep catching on quick."

"I know. This car is almost rundown. The mileage has increased a lot since we started running away. We drove it too much." Amy says as she looks in her side view mirror to find the driver speeding at them. The man hits the back of their car again.

"Shit!" Karma says as the impact pushes her forward.

Amy slams her foot even more on the gas pedal and now they were going too fast what is considered normal. Amy was speeding above a hundred fifty. "I'm sick and tired of these goons already."

The goon's car also accelerates and the gap between the two cars increases little because of the comparative weakness of Amy's engine.

"Amy, it doesn't seem like they are going to give up soon and we are in the desert. We are at a loss here. We don't have anywhere to lose them. We won't make it." Karma looks over at her girlfriend.

"You're just saying that because the odds are against us pookie." Amy says, as she grabs Karma's hand once more and kisses the back, "Have a little bit of faith." Amy smiles at Karma and stares at her for just a fleeting second, before focusing back on the road.

Another car appears out of nowhere and approaches them from the distant front, speeding straight at them, "Amy, another car is coming at us."

"I see." Amy stares straight ahead, swerving her car from left to right trying to get an open position to speed past the incoming car. But the car keeps getting in the way and blocking every path.

Amy then veers her wheel to the left and get off the straight road to speed upon the dried up small plants and dust with the two cars following right behind them. As she speeds in the direction of emptiness and the two cars speeds and hits either side end of the car, causing her to swerve on her tires and slams her foot on the brakes as the squealing sound projects from the receding tires. Amy ends up losing control of the car as it turns speedily around on its tires and the scratching noise of the brakes damaging the motor engine as it comes to an abrupt stop. The sudden impact makes them bolts forward on their seat and Amy's head hit the steering wheel hard enough to make her fall into unconsciousness. Karma's head hit the gloves department but she quickly recovers with a massive headache. She sees Amy next to her; blond hair falling over the wheel and fear invades her thinking that Amy, due to her unresponsiveness, may have died right next to her. She calls to her several times not noticing the men surrounding the car and opening her door.

"You're coming with us." A man places a ski mask on her head and soon after she receives another hit in the back of her head and falls to unconsciousness.