Author's Note: I know it's not something new and it's very short. I just wanted to delve into Bass' point of view for giving you the opportunity to understand his feelings about both Summer and Charlie before next chapter. And it's Valentines Day today. I guess this chapter suits with the day so i wanted to publish it today as a present. Happy Valentines Day!

Bass' POV

I watched Connor and Precious leave. I had a bad feeling about her as i was certain that she was hiding something and i didn't think it was a simple thing. Although she said Patriots caught her just for fun, it could be possible too, it didn't look too reasonable when you matched the pieces. Why they had bothered to hide her friends corpse who had happened to travel with her? If they got her just for fun they could rape her in this cottage and went to their way or took her with them to Texas after raping her. But there was nothing not even a scratch except a bruise on her cheek that i had thought had happened when they had been trying to control her. She was a brave girl, i had to admit that. She rose against us even though she had understood who i am and she was awkwardly outnumbered. It's a odd thing that she was turning back from New Vegas, what could she suppose to do somewhere like that? I had to learn her secret as soon as possible before she would do something to destroy us.

"Did he really just check her out?" Charlie asked incredulously with a disgusted look on her face. She didn't like Connor and Connor's arrogant untroubled attitude didn't help to change this fact.

I saw Connor looking her up and down following her with a slight smile on his face. I mentally swore and held the bridge of my nose. "This kid gives me a headache."

Suddenly Charlie tilted her sword up to me. "What the hell? Are you insane? What you doing Charlotte?" I didn't know what was going on as i took a step back and held my hands defensively. I was accustomed to her attempts to kill me so it wasn't a new thing to me but i had thought that we had got over that phase. I didn't say that i didn't deserve to be killed by her but i couldn't think what i have done to deserve it now.

To my surprise she pushed me up against the wall and looked into my eyes intimidatingly. "By the way i remembered that you had called me "kid" yesterday morning. I didn't say anything to you on account of the things that had happened yesterday morning and the stres caused by it. But don't you dare call me 'kid' again. Ok?"

What? I never ever expected this to be the reason of her anger towards me. She was angry with me for i had called her 'kid' yesterday! But why? She had made it obvious that she didn't care about me on many occasions with an exception she had wanted from her mother not to let them kill me that i didn't understand why still. Why would she want that from her mum when i was the one who had destroyed her family? I said the word in the heat of the moment and regretted to say it afterwards. She was practically hating me why would she care if i was calling her a kid or not. But on the other hand, i was pretty aware of the change of feelings and attitudes between us. She didn't look that much angry with me anymore.

I looked her into the eyes to understand what was going on in her mind. "But Miles calls you that." I was trying to make her talk, challenging her.

Something changed in her beautiful gray blue eyes. The angry look was gone instead now there was a rather confused look upon her face. I looked at every feature on her face and noticed how beautiful she looked. I remembered the very first time i saw her. She amazed me with her courage as she had stood against my most feared man and wanted to be killed instead of her brother Danny. I remembered that i found her beautiful that day too but now it looked like more dangerous.

She stuttered. "But…but Miles… he is my uncle."

I just couldn't focus what she said, couldn't take my eyes from her beautiful eyes. Something in her eyes said there was much more than being called a 'kid' by someone else other than a family member, like it was about me.

The confused look on her face made her even more beautiful that i couldn't think. I moved my hand from her arm to cheek slowly and carressed the soft skin with my thumb as our eyes locked to each other. She closed her eyes and took an uneven breath like she was trying to control herself. Could it be real? Could we feel the same? If not why wasn't she furious and trying to kill me for what i did. My eyes fell to her lips and i couldn't help feeling the urge to touch them with my own. As i leant in to kiss her, something woke me up from my reverie. It was a gunshot and it was coming from the direction Connor and Precious had gone.

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