Sorry about the previous Chapter 2. I didn't upload the right piece ^_^ Well, here's the actual second chapter. Sorry about the failure uploading.
The duffle bag dropped to the floor as Kat walked into the kitchen, kissing the top of her nephew's head as she passed him and picked up a waiting mug of coffee. Lily shifted around the kitchen island and handed Kat a bagel. "Got everything you need?" Lily asked as Kat ripped off a piece of her bagel.
"Yup," she replied with a full mouth. "Except for that I'm leaving you with a hundred things to do." This was entirely true. The trucking company was coming to pick up the truck, a car was being dropped off, and a whole ton of boxes were to be unpacked, and a kid. What a nice older sister.
"I'll get over it," Lily replied with a sleepy smile. Kat had to remember that she got up an hour before Kat did, and it was only six in the morning. She must have been exhausted already. "But only if you buy me a pony."
Almost choking on her bagel, Kat looked at Lily as if she had fifty heads. "You're kidding, right?"
"We have more than enough room and we're out in the middle of no where," Lily replied, a mischievous smile creeping across her tired face. "Why not?"
"We have the crazy property in the middle of nowhere so people don't ask me why I'm never home and make a lot of noises that sound like shotguns firing," Kat reasoned. "It's not for a pony."
Lily wasn't finished. She saw how much it bothered Kat, and she was enjoying every minute of it. When Kat tried to escape the questions about things Lily could buy, Lily just got even more vivid. "What about a giraffe? Or a camel? You know, I always wanted a bomb testing siteā¦"
"Lily, you're enjoying this too much," Kat laughed as she got into her car.
"But that's why you love me!" Lily smiled, leaning into the opened window as Kat turned the key and started the engine. "Make sure you call when you stop?"
With a smile, Kat pulled a pair of sunglasses out of the glove box and placed them on her face. "Darling, who said I'm stopping?" As soon as Lily was clear of the car, Kat turned and sped down the dirt driveway.
The seven-hour car ride was long and hot, stiff and boring. The music blared most of the way there, and by the time Kat reached her motel in Frisco Bay, under the cover as FBI Agent Carla Scottswood, she wanted to pass out. The beds in her motel room were hard, but she had brought a padded sheet, so it was a little more comfortable.
Minutes after hanging up with Lily, Kat had taken a shower, and her phone vibrated the whole time. And the unknown number never left a message. A supposedly relaxing shower ended up with her listening to her phone vibrate nonstop.
Pulling on a pair of black shorts, a red sportbra, and a hoodie, Kat flopped onto the bed and watched a movie about a girl from Jersey working at a bar in New York. It was one of her favorite movies, and she was pissed when the banging on her door started. And it wouldn't stop.
Kat jumped from her bed and marched to the door, pulling the door open with such force that it dragged her a few inches. "What the hell kind of person are you that you have to bang on the-"
"Well, you never answered your phone, so we were under the impression that you were dead," replied one of the men who stood in front of her.
It surprised her more than anything to see them standing there, but it surprised her even more to see one specific man standing there. Looking past her ex-boyfriend, Kat whispered, "Sam?"
Sorry about the shortness already. I'm trying to ease into a crazy plotline. ^_-
