I don't own FDTD:The Series- it's depressing

Okay, this is short but I felt like it was needed.

One Month Prior- after leaving the twister

When Seth finally pulls over its just to get gas and two water bottles. Kate stays in the car, still covered in the gore from that place. They have been in the car for almost six hours and neither of them had spoken a word until about an hour ago when Seth announced the next place they see he has to stop for gas and to piss. The radio station stayed on with rock music in another language that Kate was not fluent in.

At about 2a.m Seth has yet to say anything to her and she has yet to do anything but stare out the window, her water bottle not touched. Shock, this must be what shock feels like. What it really feels like. Seth eyes are glazed over with tiredness and his driving is becoming a bit too fast for her taste.

"Seth," Her voice croaks, and stings as she speaks for the first time in hours, "I think we need to pull off. It's late and we both need sleep." He doesn't answer her, doesn't even look at her.

But, at the next motel they reach Seth pulls into the parking lot. It's nothing like the Dew Drop. It's small and looks like its pay by the hour in the middle of the long dessert highway. Kate has no idea where they are, but she's not even sure Seth does so she does not ask questions. A wad of cash comes out of his pocket, she doesn't know where he got it or how but once again she keeps her questions to herself. He goes in by himself to get the room and comes back with the keys only half way glancing at her. Apparently he was just not going to acknowledge her.

She follows him into the room and as the door shuts she feels like she has taken her first breath sense leaving that place and suddenly it was all setting in, her daddy and Scott, Richie and the feeling of being laid out for sacrifice, the fact that she was alone with one of the most dangerous men she had ever met.

Seth lays onto one of the queen beds, and Kate slides into the bathroom in silence.

Smothered, it's hard to breath and the air is hot. She clutches her chest and suddenly she can hear he fathers voice again. Her father asking her what she is doing here, why she is still with a Gecko! Why did she just not go back home. Because she doesn't want to be all alone, and for some reason she felt more safe riding in that car with the eldest Gecko than she thinks she has in her entire life. It's an odd feeling, when the man that kidnapped you suddenly becomes your safety.

The shower stings her skin causing it to turn red. She scrubs her scalp and skin as though it's a burnt baking sheet. She scrubs her arms until they bleed, and she cries until her eyes are burning and red. The cheap motel shampoo clogs her smell, but it doesn't change that she can still practically taste the smell of all of the bodies. She might close her eyes but it does not change the fact that every time she closes her eyes she sees her daddy begging her to kill him. Her whole family is gone but Scott is still here, still walking the earth with her but he's one of those things.

Seth is snoring when she comes out of the heat filled bathroom, once her skin is raw and her eyes are blurry. She wrapped in an itchy motel towel, she hesitated putting on her bloody clothes and decided they needed to stay far away from her. So, she climbs into the hard motel bed and stares at the ceiling in silence until Seth wakes up screaming.

It should shock her that he is unable to sleep without nightmares but she was lying there expecting it. If she can barely blink without seeing it all what in the world would dreams bring? He doesn't say anything, just lies there in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. The room is lit by the glow from the bathroom, because Kate was not lying here without a light on.

The only sound in the room is the loud air conditioner, and just like the car neither one of them try to speak, mostly because neither one of them know what to say. Here they were two people alone more than anyone in the world and all they have now is each other.

All night long Kate holds onto her cross that sits on her chest, and Seth grips the handgun that he had brought along. Kate prayed to God- after everything her faith did not falter. Seth thought about their need for another gun.

At five o'clock the next morning when the Sun finally rose Seth rose with it, announcing he is going to go find clothes, he found them in the little lobby gift shop, thank God. She dressed in the long black maxi dress that had apparently been the only option, and he showered changing into a pair of jeans and shirt, then he announced that they were leaving.

So, they started there venture farther into Mexico bright and early at 6a.m.

"It's all gonna be okay, right Seth?" She finally asks as her hair whips back and forth from the hot wind.

His hands tighten on the wheel, and he glances over at her, quickly turning back to the road. She knows he's thinking about how he told her if she listened no one would get hurt, that he is blaming himself but here they are, somehow they are both still alive and barley scratched.

"Kate," He starts, then stops himself glancing back at her, "I promise nothing will happen to you."