Well here's the new chapter! I hope it wasn't to long of a wait... I'm attempting to finish this story before August; that's when I go back to school, sadly.

7: 20 Michigan River

Tobias acted fast, unbuckling his seat belt and leaning over to get the girl so he could jump out of the car. She batted him away with a scream of 'rapist'.

Maybe I should just let this dumb girl die.

Shaking his head at the mere thought of ending a human life, he kicked the door on the drivers side open as the car sunk in the water.

"We need to jump!" he yelled.

Tris turned to look at him, and Tobias was surprised to see a look of fury on her face.

"This is all your fault!" she yelled, leaping at him.

He ducked to the side, surprised by the extent of dumbness this girl seemed to have.

"Excuse me? Your the one that kicked the drivers seat and made us fall in the water." he yelled back, slightly angry at himself for letting the girl provoke him.

He took a nervous look out the window at the fast-sinking car and realized they didn't have time to argue.

"We need to go," he yelled again. "do you want to die?"

The girls eyes widened before she sniffed once, sticking her nose up in the air. "I'd rather die then be with you."

Tobias let out a low growl before grabbing her around the waist and pushing her out of the car, ignoring her squeals and kicks.

The water engulfed them and Tobias swam up, gasping for breath.

"I-I can't swim!" she yelled as she desperately flailed in the water.

Without thinking, Tobias offered up a solution. "Get on my back."

The girl stared at him for a moment, an angry red blush creeping up her cheeks as she glared at him. "I don't need your hel-" was all she managed before she went under.

Tobias grabbed her around the waist and swam towards shore, trying to keep her head up.

When he finally got to the shore, he saw the police cars, the helicopter, the far-away though concerned faces.

"We need to go." he pulled her onto his back, ignoring her squeals of protest as he ran, escaping into the woods overlooking the bridge.

9: 30 Manistee Forest

It was nighttime now, and the two wet teenagers were getting colder.

Tris clung to Tobias, shivering as she walked. Her blond hair was limp and the ends had lost what Tobias had thought was a natural curl.

"Can we.. We.. Stop now?" Tris managed out, her words broken up by her consistent shivering.

Tobias turned to look at her, concern in his dark blue eyes.

"Yes. Lay down."

Tris' eyes widened. "Nooooo!" she screamed the words before Tobias managed to cover her mouth.

"Calm down, calm down." Tobias said, glaring at her angrily as he took in his surroundings, trying to make sure they were far enough from civilization so that no one could hear the angry girl.

"Don't rappee mee.." the words bubbled from Tris' lips as he finally removed his hand. The girl was a blubbering, scared mess.

He frowned. "I don't rape people." he finally said just to shut her up.

"I don't trust you." Tris said, staring at him with big sad eyes.

"I don't trust you either." Tobias echoed her words.

The two stared at each other for a moment before Tris lay down next to a tree, and a ways away from Tobias.

Tobias stared at her for a moment longer before he lay down to, shutting his eyes.

She'll probably run away, and give my location to the police.

He let out a low sigh as he rose to his feet, tearing off a piece of fabric off his clothing and tying her wrist to a tree branch.

Pulling it once to make sure the branch wouldn't snap, he wondered how he would get her loose the next day.

I'll worry about that when it comes.

He shut his eyes.

A loud, resounding slap rang out, echoing across the all gray room. A cry of pain soon joined it, being quickly followed by a little boy's stifled sobs.

"This is for your own good."

The cruel, masculine voice projected across the room, and another slap rang out.

"I told you not to play with those kids."

A little boys sobs collided with the voice, and a few more slaps were heard before the boy went quiet.

"Those kids, those kids are a bad example for you, Tobias."

The little boys dark blue eyes widened as he looked up at his father a bit cautiously.

"Their fun, daddy." he said the words with childish humor.

The man didn't seem to find it funny, as his eyes darkened just the slightest bit more, and he drew the belt back, hitting the little boy right in his heart-shaped face.

"Aaaaaaah!"

The boy let out a cry of pain that would've broken any parents heart. The boy rocked from side to side, holding a fat hand to his cheek as sobs racked his small form.

But his father only smiled as he leaned forward, cupping the boys chin as he peered at the cut that went across his cheek.

"Crying will only make it worse."

He said the words with a strange kind of calmness to his voice, as if he were talking about something of casual importance.

The boy wiped away his tears quickly, a look of fear morphing onto his face as he peered up at the monster he called his father.

10: 00 Chicago City Police Department

"You don't get it sir."

"What don't I get?" Police Cheif Daryl Williams asked as he stared back at the female police officer.

The woman shuffled from side as she looked him in the eyes.

"This criminal, Tobias Eaton has been missing from jail for a total of two days. We need to alert the media so the people can be safe." she answered

"and panic the people? I think not." he responded with a roll of his eyes.

"Your not scared of panicking the people. Your scared of what Governor Eaton will do to you when he finds out." she said, narrowing her eyes at him.

He didn't answer, but the nervous look in his eyes was enough of an answer to the woman.

7: 30 Manistee Forest

Light was flooding the forest as daytime slowly turned to nighttime. Tobias blinked as he touched his cheek. He surprised to find tears.

"What's wrong?" Tris' strangely concerned voice broke into his restless dreams, and Tobias got up, turning to glare at her as if it were her fault he was having nightmares.

"Nothing." he finally muttered.

"Doesn't sound like nothing. You were screaming in your sleep." Tris muttered back, mimicking his irritated tone.

His blue eyes lit up with anger as he turned to glare at her.

"Its none of your business anyway, Tris. Just go away!" he yelled.

Tris smirked. "Its hard to go away when I'm tied to a tree." she motioned towards the tree, then to her left hand before letting out a chuckle.

Tobias' eyes drifted over to the tie then to her smirk.

"Your so fuckin annoying! I don't know why I haven't killed you yet!" he shouted.

Tris just smiled at the threat.

"You wouldn't."

"Why do you think so?"

"You haven't killed me for annoying you yet, and I don't think your really a kidnapper," Tris answered, staring at the alleged criminal with curious eyes. "you just.. Don't act like one."

Tobias chuckled, though his laugh held no amusement. "Well I'm sorry I don't fit your standard definition of a kidnapper. I'll try harder." he responded before turning to escape into the forest. "I'm going for a walk."

Tris scowled. "W-what about me? Your just leaving me tied to a tree?" she stammered out.

Tobias merely laughed coldly. "Isn't that how criminals act, Tris? Am I fitting your definition now?"

There was no response, and Tobias continued his walk.

8: 00 Manistee Forest

Peter may have been a convict, but he was no fool.

As soon as he had heard the announcement at the prison that one of the inmates had escaped, he had taken the opportunity to escape.

He tried to live on the run, away from public eyes, but soon he was being given suspicious looks by police officers and being pulled over for speeding in his old car.

He needed to hide, and fast.

The forest seemed a good place to start.