Chapter Four
They walked on foot for hours at a time, occasionally stopping for a few minutes to drink water from the stream or to sneak to the open markets on the main road to steal fresh produce. Finally within Three hours they reached the abandoned house Amy convinced Wolff to take refuge in for a little while. "Well it sure is big enough" He commented as he looked up at the two story building. "I don't know about it being secluded enough, but it will have to do." Amy nodded wordlessly. "How hungry are you?" he asked. It had been hours since we actually ate anything. "Pretty damn hungry" she replied her stomach cramping up as they spoke. "Do you want me to get anything?" "No." he said firmly. "It's still too dangerous for you to pick up food from here. I don't want someone to recognize you and take you down there." "Oh ok." She replied feeling a little disappointed, but grateful at the same time. After all, they had been walking for a very long time, she needed to rest. So she walked inside as he made his way down to the main street a couple blocks away. A few minutes later however, Wolff entered the house and shut the door behind him. "Maybe it's safer if you go after all." He panted. "I almost ran into one of the hunters."
She stood up immediately and headed for the door. "Just stay here and make sure no one see's you." She said gently. "You need to rest anyway." He nodded and curled up on a moth-eaten love seat. "Just be careful" he mumbled as she headed out the door. "I will." She whispered as she left, heading down the hill towards town. Things were going to get a lot more complicated now that the police were involved. It was going to be very difficult indeed. Once down at the market place, Amy walked to the butcher's store. She managed to pull out ten dollars from her shoe that she found on the street one day. It was just enough for two small steaks. They could get water from the stream in the woods a little ways behind the house. As she walked out of the building, a familiar man's voice called out to here. "I haven't seen you around here before." Amy turned slowly and stood face to face with an officer. "I-I just moved in yesterday." She stuttered. "That's funny. I think I would have heard about someone new moving into this town." "We'll I've always lived here, I just moved out of the house." "Oh what's your family name then? I might just know you after all." At that, Amy took off running as fast as she could in the opposite direction. The officer shouted "HEY!" as she took off but then gave up as she went out of sight. Her heart pounded harshly against her chest as she found the long way back to the abandoned house.
She reached the house at last, her legs about to give out from exaughstion. She opened the door slowly and quietly shut it. "You're back." Wolff's voice floated over to her. "What took so long?" he asked concerned. She explained to him about the officer and that she had taken the long way to grantee not to be seen by someone else. She plopped down on the moth-eaten loveseat Wolff had fallen asleep on when she left and closed her eyes. He sat lightly next to her. "At least you're alright. You're lucky he didn't chance you." She nodded. "So what'd you get for dinner?" She laughed slightly at the change in subject. "I got two small steaks." He pulled the packages of meat from the paper bag. "How'd you get these?" He asked in awe. "I found some money on the streets and used that." "Oh." He said, "Well if you don't mind I'm going to go ahead and prepare these while you rest." She nodded again and before she knew it she had fallen asleep.
She woke up a few hours later to the smell of cooked meat. It smelled delicious and her stomach cramped up again, releasing an angry growl. She got up and followed the scent to a dirty kitchen, where Wolff sat, starring out the window. "Oh you're awake." He smiled looking over at her. "Just in time, I just finished the steaks." She smiled back and grabbed a steak and put it on the cleanest plate she could find. She sat down and chewed on it, savoring the smoked taste and the way it felt on her empty stomach. "So I've been thinking" Wolff interrupted the silence, "We will have to do most of our 'shopping' in the evening." She looked up at him with a mouth full of food. "It'll be safer if we have to get away faster. They will have a lot harder time following us if there is barely any light." "Smart thinking." She said finishing her last bite of steak. "At least until this blows over a little bit." He nodded in agreement. "I found a mattress upstairs I think I'll sleep on tonight." He said sliding his plate into the sink. She nodded and slid her plate in after him. After he walked upstairs and laid down she followed him up there to see if there were any other places she could rest herself.
After finding nothing, she peeked into Wolff's room and watches him sleeping peacefully for a minute. She made sure he was fast asleep, then crawled onto the mattress next to him and fell asleep. Wolff woke abruptly to the movement in the mattress and saw her laying there. He tilted his head to the side, looking very much like a confused puppy, and curled up next to her falling back to sleep.