Author's Notes: I'd still like to thank everyone for reviewing. It means so much to me, honestly. I'll be gone for a few days but I'll try to update as soon as I can!

Anika felt warm hands place a blanket over her shoulders. It was late at night and the officer just finished interviewing her.

Mrs. Colby sat down next to Sadie. "Would you like to stay with me until everything works out?" she offered.

Anika nodded.

"Then come on, dear," Mrs. Colby said as she stood up and offered a hand to Anika. They both silently walked through the streets back to Mrs. Colby's house. When Anika saw the house, she remembered it as the one that Hannah had pointed to when she first arrived.

Mrs. Colby took out her key and held open the door for Anika. "Thank you," she whispered, still having trouble forming words. Mrs. Colby opened a door on the right side of the hall and flipped the light switch.

"You can sleep here," she said.

Anika walked deeper into the room and sat down on the bed. "Thank you for everything."

"It's no problem at all," Mrs., Colby said, "Good night." The door was shut behind her.

With a yawn, Anika pulled herself off of the bed. Her eyes were still clouded with sleep's spell as she walked across the wooden floor to the door. She soon discovered the living room, complete with two couches and a coffee table. "Mrs. Colby?" Anika called hesitantly.

Hannah appeared instead, "Hey," she said, "my mom went to the store for a while. You remember me, right?"

"Yeah," Anika said, recalling yesterday's events with a lurch in her stomach.

"Well," Hannah said, "I have to leave for work in a few minutes but my son Samuel's babysitter is here. Her name is Britannia, she's upstairs right now. Let me introduce you to her."

Hannah led Anika up the staircase and into a room completely filled with toys. "Hello," a voice said, Anika turned her head and saw a teenage girl rocking a little boy in her arms.

"Hi," Anika said timidly.

Hannah looked at Britannia and said, "This is Anika, she'll be staying with us for a few days."

Britannia glanced at Anika, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Same."

Britannia whispered, "It's always such fun being in Hemingford, the town's a lot bigger than Gatlin so you meet interesting people." Her green-eyed gaze bore into Anika's eyes.

"Do you live in Gatlin?"

"Yes, I've lived there my whole life. I come to Hemingford everyday to baby-sit Samuel here." She smiled at the boy in her arms.

"Well," Hannah interrupted, "I've gotta run. I'd rather not be late for work." She leaned over Samuel and placed a kiss on his forehead and whispered goodbye as she walked out of the room. Silence followed her departure.

"Uh, so is Samuel Hannah's son?"

"Yes. Let's head downstairs. Samuel doesn't like to be woken up quickly so it's better to give him some time."

They headed downstairs. Hannah traced the railing of the staircase with her fingers, ignoring everything that was around her, lost in her thoughts.

As soon as she reached the bottom, a hand covered her mouth and a knife was millimeters from her throat.

"Come on," a man said. "Let's get going quickly."

Anika struggled against the grip but made no attempts to scream for fear of the knife slicing her neck.