AN: I am so sorry for the update time, so as an apology I've written an extra long chapter. Thank you all for reading! Enjoy.

Libby's Pov

I lean back into my seat, wincing slightly at the pressure on my ribs and back.

"Are you Ok, Libby Wolfe?" Sara asks concerned.

"I'm fine." I assure her, trying desperately to ignore the fire that is starting to burn up my spine. It's like a dragon, I feel the fire spreading from the small of my back, wrapping around and engulfing all my ribs and then burning up my neck.

"You are in pain, Libby Wolfe!" Sara cries.

"I'm fine, Sara, please, leave it." I tell her, desperately wanting to drop the subject.

"Why didn't you tell us you were hurt?" Seth asks, sounding hurt. I bow my head, ashamed.

"I-I...I didn't want to cause any fuss." I admit, looking away. "I didn't want to burden you." Sara gasps and Seth takes my frail hand in his own.

"You are not a burden, Libby. Why would you even think that?" He sounds desperate and almost forlorn, as if I have somehow betrayed him. I look away more.

"I-I just...keep on getting hurt and it's slowing you down...Maybe you should just leave me at the next town. I'll manage." Seth's hand tightens on mine and his hand, slightly roughly, cups under my chin and pulls it up, so I look him in the eyes.

"Listen here, Libby." He tells me sternly. "You are not a burden and you are not causing a fuss. You can't help being hurt and you are not slowing us down. And we are defiantly not leaving you. Do you understand?" His eyes are wild and sorrowful and his tone is edged with anger and despair. I feel a knife of regret twist in my stomach as I nod.

"Sorry." I mutter and Seth sighs, running a hand through his hair.

Seth's Pov

How could she even think those things? Libby could never be anything bad. She's so vulnerable and fragile, I can't believe that her father has corrupted her young, helpless soul so...But why do I feel this way? So strongly and passionately. I'm sure she couldn't be... but then...I'm so confused. But I know one thing, there is something special about Libby Wolfe and I intend to find out what.

Libby's Pov

The dry mud roads begin to show tire tracks and the dessert terrain starts to switch to one of a more countryside, with more greenery. Small houses begin to come into view as the night draws on and a sign reading "Stoney Creek" passes the window. By nightfall we have entered a small town and Jack drives the car into a garage. We all climb out and I feel the fire spread over my body as I move properly for the first time since my escape. The moment I set a foot on the ground I groan in pain and fall. Why didn't I step on the leg that didn't have a bullet in it?! I shut my eyes and brace my body for the shock of the ground but am surprised when I feel arms wrapped around my waist. After a few seconds I open my eyes and see Seth staring down at me, a panic and worry stricken expression on his face.

"Are you ok?" He questions and I groan in response. I feel like my body has been ripped apart. Seth carefully lifts me up into a bridal style lift and looks at me nervously. "Is this...um...alright?" I nod and put my hands on his shoulders as to stop me slipping, my hands slightly balling his shirt.

"Hello? Anyone home?" Jack calls out, looking around the dark garage. I cautiously lean on Seth's chest, hoping he won't abruptly drop me or something, trying to ease the pain in my neck.

"Are you sure you are alright?" Seth whispers into my ear and I nod my head.

"Yeah, we're closed." A weasel faced mechanic stumbles into view.

"Look, I know you're closed but we've experienced some car trouble and-"

"Experience your car trouble when we're open!" The weasel face guy barks and I tense up slightly at his tone. How rude! Seth pulls me closer to his chest and I'm not sure if friends, if we're even that, who met about a day or two ago are usually this...well, intimate. But then, they're probably not experiencing anything we are.

"Please, I'll pay you double your normal rate." Jack begs.

"How about triple?" Weasel face jokes and Jack nods.

"Done." Weasel face scrunches his face up in confusion before walking over to the beaten cab.
"What happened? Did you get into a fight with a rhino?" He jokes.

"Yeah, something like that." Jack agrees and Weasel face chuckles.

"Poor rhino."
"Yeah, poor rhino." Jack chuckles and immediately Seth and Sara begin to laugh, in a way that sounds really fake. jack shakes his head and they stop abruptly. I look at them weirdly. What was that?

"I don't even know where to start." Weasel face comments and Jack straightens up.

"Well you could start by patching up the radiators, fixing the exhausts,"

Seth's Pov

"-And if you've got 4 tires I'll take those as well. But you've got one hour." And as if fate decides to taunt the mechanic, a wing-mirror falls off. Jack motions for us to fellow him and we take off across the street to a strange looking diner. I can practically feel the happiness radiating from me. I'm holding Libby! In my arms! And she's leaning on my chest! Questions run through my head. Is she comfortable? Am I being gentle enough? Is she hurting? Does she feel this too?

"Seth, relax. She's liking it also." Sara tells me telepathically. I'm used to Sara's skills seeing as that's how aliens are born. Sure, it's a little annoying at times, but it's part of who she is and I'd never change her for the world. "Do you understand what she is to you?"

"I'm confused. What is she?" I tell Sara through my thoughts. "I don't understand how she can be my... well, you know..."

"I know, Seth. It must be hard for you to get your head around. But we really should tell Libby Wolfe. Keeping her in the dark is unfair to her. We must trust her."

"But that means we'll have to tell her that we're aliens." I tell her. "It might ruin it all."

"It might." Sara agrees. "But what have we got to lose?"

"Everything...At least, I do. Because if she is what we think she is, then that's what she is to me...My everything."

Libby's Pov

We enter the crowded diner and I feel myself shrink into Seth. Jack leads us over to a round table and Sara sits down, followed by Seth, who cautiously rests me down.

"Thank you." I murmur and he smiles at me, reassuringly. A blonde waitress strolls over.

"Good evenin' and welcome to Ray's." She greets, with a strong Tenasse accent. "Well, look at the three of y'all." She muses, her eyes flickering over us kids.

"W-what do you mean? They just look like three innocent, all american kids." Jack blurts and I have a strong urge to roll my eyes. Boy, can Jack not lie, especially under "pressure".

"I mean they look like they rolled in a pig pen right before dinner, is all." She explains. She motions for us to follow her and Seth scoops me up in his arms, before I even have time to question whether he would or not and carries me over to the bathrooms, that Tina shows us to. He sets me down on the sink and I press on the tap, using the water to start to wash the grime and mud from my hair. Seth and Sara look at each other for a few minutes before Sara speaks up.

"Libby Wolfe, there is something you must know..."