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Chapter two: Home Sweet Home

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When I woke up the next morning I refused to open my eyes. I laid there for about 10 minutes telling myself that when I opened my eyes I would not be in some crappy motel, I would be back in my room, and yesterday would be nothing but a bad dream. Slowly I opened my eyes. No luck. I was greeted with the faded off-white walls of the motel room.

Sighing, I sat up pushing my hair out of my face. I instantly new something was wrong. Connor wasn't in the room.

"Connor?" I called out. No answer.

I quickly got out of bed and practically ran to door. I opened the door and walked out into the hallway. No one was there. I went back into the room, closing the door behind me. I stood there for a moment thinking about where he could be. I walked over to the window, you could see the parking lot from there. Our car was still there. I sat down on the bed and tried to calm myself down.

"I am being way to paranoid…well I have a good reason to be…Connor can take care of himself."

I groaned and fell back onto the bed. An internal debate with myself wasn't going to help at all. I looked over at the clock. 9:37 AM. Just then the door opened, I jumped up off the bed. Connor walked in carrying a grocery bag, and he was holding something under his arm. He closed the door, and looked up at me.

"Oh, your up. I-" he started.

"Where were you?!"

"Whoa! I come in peace. And I brought food." he said holding up the bag. He sat the bag down on the bed, and laid what he was holding under his arm next to it. "I also got a map."

"Oh, right." I said, sitting back on the bed, "Sorry, I just freaked out when you weren't here."

"Don't worry about it. I should have left a note." he said while dumping the contents of the bag onto the bed.

I looked down at the bags of chips, snack cakes, and a few other junk food items, along with 2 bottles of water.

"Now this is what I call a well balanced meal." I said smirking.

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It took two days of almost constant driving, only stopping for food, gas, and to sleep, before we reached the tiny, green, rainy town of Forks.

"Connor I don't think we're in LA anymore" I said sarcastically.

I don't know what I expected from the small town, but trees, trees, and more trees, was very different than what me and Connor were used to. I pulled out the little slip of paper we found attached to the deed, on it was the address to our new house. I looked from the slip of paper, out the window, and back at the slip of paper.

Oh crap.

You would think it would be impossible to get lost in a little town like Forks, but me and Connor got turned around quite a bit. We drove all though the town and couldn't find our street. Finally we found it, located on the very outskirts of town. There were very few houses located around us.

Finally we pulled up to our new house. It was a large two story house, with a long driveway. We parked the car in front of the house. Connor picked up the envelope and pulled out the key that was in there. We got out of the car and walked up the steps of the front porch. Connor unlocked and opened the door.

Inside the house was a large living room, and a staircase, on the other side of the living room was a doorway leading into the kitchen. There was a short hallway with two doors, one leading into the master bedroom, and the other down to the basement. Upstairs was three rooms, and one bathroom.

One thing that surprised me was that the house was not empty. In the living room there was a couch, two loveseats, a table, and a TV. The kitchen had all the basic appliances, along with plates, glasses, and silverware. The master bedroom was empty, except for a bed.

We walked downstairs to the basement. Connor stopped when he reached the bottom of the stairs, shock written all over his face.

"Whoa." he said quietly.

In the basement was a lot of stuff from the Hyperion. There was the training equipment that was in the basement at the Hyperion. The weapons cabinet was also there, fully loaded.

After the shock wore off, I smiled and almost ran towards the weapons cabinet. I opened it up and grabbed one of the swords. I felt a strange comfort knowing we had this stuff down here. Though what could ever happen in Forks?

After a few more minutes of looking through the things in the basement we went up to the second story. The first room we went to was set up like a study. There was a desk and a computer, and a bookshelf full of really old looking books. The second room was Connors, it had a bed with blue blankets and pillows, a nightstand, and a desk.

I left Connor alone in his room to look around, I went to the last room, my room. My room had all the same things Connors did, except the blankets and pillows were purple. I stood in the middle of the room for a few minutes looking at everything. I walked over to the closet, surprised to find that there were a few pairs of jeans and tee shirts hanging in there. I looked at the clothes, they were the right size. Though we still needed to go shopping. I almost laughed thinking of Angel buying clothes knowing his basic black style.

Closing the closet, I walked over to the window. All I could really see was trees, and gray cloud covered sky. I was really going to have to get used to this.

Sighing, I went over to my bed and laid down on top of the blankets. I stared up at the ceiling, and heard it start to rain. Closing my eyes I listened to the sound of the rain hitting the roof.

Home sweet home.

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A/N 2: So there you have it chapter 2. So what did you think?