Fiona dressed herself in a cream colour summer blouse that had a light blue crotchet shrug that covered her arms and dawned a pair of jeggings, she slipped into a pair of comfortable shoes. After showering, Heather threw on a burgundy button up tank top, a brown short skirt and some brown knee high boots, she grabbed up one of her long sleeved matching vintage plaid shirts to use as a sort of cardigan to keep the cool summer breeze off her shoulders. Fiona looked her up and down. ''You have a very interesting way of dressing.'' Fiona said politely. Heather grinned ''You should let me pick out your next outfit!'' Fiona smiled and shook her head before looking at the car nervously. Heather was already getting in it after throwing her back pack in. ''Fiona...? You okay?'' Fiona nodded and hesitated momentarily before striding to the car. ''…..I have a bad feeling... No...No, I must do this. I must.'' She got in and buckled her seat belt, she looked to the house window, Hewie was peering out of it, pawing. His head at a tilt as if to question his mistress. ''I'll be back Hewie. I promise...'' Turning the key in the ignition brought the car to life. Fiona pressed her hand to the window as Hewie disappeared from view. ''…..Hewie.'' Fiona murmured. Heather glanced over at her. ''He'll be fine, the neighbors have looked after him before, they love him.'' Heather reassured. Fiona smiled weakly. ''…...He was my rock when I was... There.'' She said quietly. Heather sighed. ''Well, you've got a wonderful lovely super gorgeous friend that is going with you this time, so don't worry.'' Heather said. Fiona smiled and sighed. ''Your more like my adopted sister than anything else really.'' She said thoughtfully. Heather grinned. ''Never had one of those before. Right, let's go.''

Houses and towns started to thin out and were becoming fewer and far between, Fiona and Heather made only a few stops at a couple of petrol stations before continuing onward further into the hills of the North. The hills became taller, the land more rugged and wild. Fields were beginning to fill with livestock as opposed to crops. Fiona stared out of the window solemnly, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she recalled her ordeal. Waking in a cage with nothing but a sheet, being pursued by an abnormally large man who likened her to a doll, the twisted rooms of the castle. She took a deep breath and wondered if he was still there, if the woman with the marble like face and purple hair still eerily roamed the castle corridors. She wondered about the man who called himself the keeper of the castle. What awaited them? Would she find out about her parents? ''Fiona, you alright?'' Heather's voice interrupted her thoughts. Fiona nodded ''Yes, sorry. Just a lot on my mind.'' Heather nodded. ''I'm not surprised. To be honest, I never thought you'd take a step like this.'' Said Heather. Fiona looked at her hands that were folded in her lap. ''I didn't think I would either... I guess I'm just tired of running away and... I don't know. I don't know what I'm doing.'' Said Fiona. ''Well, your doing something. That's better than nothing, isn't it?'' Heather smiled over at her friend. Fiona nodded in agreement and looked out the window again, watching the scenery shift and change as the miles accumulated.

Daylight had a tired look to it, the shadows were elongated and the two women stretched after pulling into the small car park of the B and B they were to stay at. ''Oh gods, my ass. I've sat on it too long.'' Complained Heather. Fiona looked up at the B and B. ''It looks quite nice.'' she said. Heather followed her gaze and sighed before grabbing her bags. ''Food, shower and bed. I'm knackered, driving for prolonged periods really tires me out.'' They rang the bell and were greeted by an older woman, she welcomed them in to the warm establishment. After being given their keys and shown to their rooms they were given their menu's to mark down what they wanted for dinner as well as a separate menu for the next days breakfast and lunch. After dinner Heather threw herself onto her bed and felt sleep tugging at her mind. Fiona sat on the edge of the bed in her own room, she wondered how Hewie was and whether or not they would find the place that had haunted her since the day she found herself in it. She stood and looked out of her window, the B and B was situated in a very small village, there was a petrol station situated on the outskirts and a single pub opposite of which was a small corner shop. She could make out a steeple of a church in the distance and smiled to herself. ''So quiet and unassuming.'' She commented. Fiona took in her room. There was a single bed with a night stand, a lamp of which sat upon it. A small table unit where the kettle sat with a few clean mugs and an assortment of teas and biscuits. It was clean and comfy. She dug out her silk pajama's and bedded down for the night, she was surprisingly tired and sleep came easier to her than she thought it would.