I knew that name. It was one of the names that Bennett said we could trust.

"It looks like it's gonna be a long-standing order" Nathan appeared at my side. "Do you have an address for that?" We had our lead.

"Dr. Bennet said we could trust Paul Rasmas, we have to find him" Nathan said as we walked away. "We've probably been in this car too long, we need to ditch it" I told him. He nodded in agreement. "Don't worry, I have a plan"

We parked near our town and got out with all of our things, which were pretty much the clothes on our backs. We got out and walked towards where we were supposed to meet Gilly.

"Dude, these guys came to my house asking questions, I had to sneak out back. This is some deep, deep shit" Gilly said when he caught up with us.

"Did you bring what I asked for?" Nathan asked. "Yeah: three different I.D.'s from three different states" Gilly said as we stopped, digging them out and handing them to us.

"Yeah, that works" Nathan said.

"Carter, I went through the photos Nathan had of you on my phone, since you don't have a Facebook or anything" I arched my eyebrows at Nathan, who was not looking at me, "These will be fine Gilly" I told him, interrupting his speech, stuffing the I.D's in my pocket.

"Let's move" Nathan said as we cought a glimps of the officrs who must be looking for us.

"We should get goig now" I told them, looking around without looking suspicious. Nathan nodded. "This isn't safe for any of us" he added.

"I'm sorry about your parents" Gilly told Nathan. "Listen, if there's anything else I can do for you, if you need cash or…" Gilly trailed off.

"We're okay" Nathan told him. I placed my hand softly on Gilly's houlder. "Keep an ear out. I think we'll need some more help later" I told him. He nodded.

"See ya Gilly" Nathan said before we walked away.

We walked away, leaving Gilly behind.

We ended up at the train station, tickets bought and ready to go.

We kept our heads down and tried to not draw attention to ourselves. We didn't have any trouble and got onto the train safely, letting out a sigh of relief once on board.

We found a car and settled in. "Good thing it's only one ight" Nathan said, shutting the curtains on the window of the door to our compartment.

Nathan and I just stood there, side by side at the entrance. I eventually sat down. "What did Gilly mean, the photos of me you took on your phone?" I asked him. Nathan turned away, not looking at me as he answered."

I, well, I've had a crush on you for the longest time. And sometimes I would just see you and ask Gilly for his phone, no idea what I was doing, and would take a picture of you. That way I had something tangible, since I couldn't get myself to talk to you" he told me.

"I've had a crush on you since I was fourteen years old" I told him as he moved to stare out the window. "Really?" he asked me, turning and grabbing my hands, pulling me to stand in front of him. Our faces were so close our noses were almost touching.

I nodded. I smiled and leaned in, his hand cupping my neck gently as his lips pressed onto mine.

Oh. My. God. I was kissing Nathan Price, the boy I've had a crush on for three years! I broke away, trying to calm my racing heart. "What?" he asked me, slightly worried. I just smiled. "I'm kissing my hero" I told him. He smiled and ducked down to kiss me again.

His hand krept down to grab me just uder the arm, while my hand reached up and wrapped around his neck. His arms wrapped around my wasit, pulling me as close as possible to his warm body. His hand krept down again and grabbed my butt, pulling me eve closer, if that were possible. He turned us around and gently slammed me against what had looked like a closet door, his tongue sweeping across my bottom lip, begging for etrace, which I granted.

Our tongues duel as I shoved off his jacket. We turned over again so Nathan was the one against the closet as he finished taking off his jacket. Her pulled me up so my legs were wrapped around his waist, and I knew things were getting heated.

Nathan sat dwon, with me on his lap and we continued to shove our tongues down each other's throat. I felt like I was high. That whole, cliché, fireworks thing? It's totally true. I could not get enough of him.

And that's when I realized.

I loved him.

I, Carter Mason, loved Nathan Price.

His lips trailed down my neck as I rocked on him, but once his lips were gone, the haze in my brain was as well.

"Nathan, we need to stop" I tried to say, pushing at his shoulders. "Why, he asked, kissing m lips again. I pulled back completely.

"Because Kazlow is still after us, and we need food" I told him. He nodded and stood up, setting me on the ground. I kissed him once more before backing away completely. "I'll hick the door when I come back" I told him before leaving. I shut the door behind and just leaned against it for a second, smiling.

I kissed Nathan Price. And I loved him.

Nathan's POV

I kissed her. I finally kissed her.

I realized something while we were, for want of a better term, making out. I loved her. This whole thing brought us closer, and I loved everything about her.

I sat back in the chair as a shit-eating grin spread across my face.

I finally kissed Carter Mason. And I loved her.

Back to Carter's POV

I went through the line collecting food. We hadn't eaten I days and I was grabbing anything and everything that we could and would eat. Once I had collected all the food I headed down to our compartment.

Suddenly, two hands wrapped themselves around my face. I dropped the food and let my training kick in. I used the reversal of momentum to swing my legs forward, doing a back flip over the thugs head and landing in a crouch, leaving the thug on his back. I was about to run around him when he grabbed my ankle, forcing me to fall on my face. He quickly had me pinned down and his hand covered my mouth once again.

He shoved me into another compartment and slammed his fist into my face, forcing to the ground. He shoved a gun in my face and said, "Tell me which room it is" I shook my head. I wasn't scared of a gun, and I would die having kissed Nathan Price. I wasn't scared.

He gave up and just tied me up, making sure to duct-tape my mouth before heading off to find Nathan.

I was so worried. I didn't know what was happening to Nathan and that scared me. I bent my leg so my boot was parallel to my body and kept pulling it up. My knife was sticking out and I was unusually flexible. Finally, the knife fell out of my boot. I rearranged my body so I kicked the knife close enough I could grab it and free myself.

I ripped off the duct-tape and rushed to where I saw a section of destruction, where Nathan must have fought the thug. I walked in just I time to see Nathan tossing the thug's body out a broken window.

I looked at him and nodded, silently telling him that, while I didn't like it, I would have done the same thing.

I shut the door and walked over to him, giving him a hug. He crushed the thug's glasses and we got out of there, ASAP.

When the train stopped to investigate the damage, we snuck off the train and ran.

We ran through the woods. We slowed to a walk once we were, what we felt to be, a safe distance away. "I didn't get until now. All that time spent training, wrestling, sparring. He was preparing me. For this moment"

"It's a lot easier when you know why you're training and have better tools" I told him. "But what you did was still incredible, and only you could have done it with that kind of training" I told him.

Nathan grabbed my hand gently, and all I wanted to do was make it all go away for him.

We eventually found a road and started heading south, but a couple of 'them' must have spotted us because two cars squealed to a stop next to us. We started sprinting away, heading into the woods, but they surrounded us. "Nathan. Nathan!" Burton called. "Come on, why are you running?" Burton called back from the road.

We looked back at him. "Look around, is anybody pointing a gun at you"

"You don't keep a gun to hurt or kill someone Burton; you can kill with your bare hands" I called back to my possibly former boss.

Burton chuckled. "No, that's just you Carter" he had the nerve to say. "We're not threatening you"

"If you're really the CIA, what's my real name?" Nathan called. "Nathan. Nathan Price" Burton answered. "Stephan" Nathan told him. "Stephan Price"

"Stephan's your middle name. They argued about it but your mom thought Nathan was better" Burton told him.

"How do you know that?" Nathan asked him, not trusting him.

"I was at the hospital the night you were born Nathan" Burton told him.

"What do you want" I was content to let Nathan do all the talking, since I was probably more confused that he was, since I had two different stories telling two different things in my head.

"Well I'd like to get out of this dirt for starters" Burton joked. "You kids, you've been on the run for what, 22 hours" he made it sound way less impressive that way. "Gotta be hungry. How about I buy you two a burger and a milkshake"

Nathan and I were pretty much stuffing our faces with food. It took three burgers, two large fries, and a really thick chocolate milkshake before I felt any kind of normal, the same or more for Nathan.

Burton sat across from us, the lady standing at the counter, and his men positioned all over to keep us, or him, safe.

"You must have been hungry" Burton tried to start up conversation. "Carter, could I have some alone time with Nathan" Nathan and I looked at each other. "Agent Burns will help you tend you your wounds" I looked at Nathan apologetically, but I need to get tended to or something bad could happen. He nodded in understanding, and I joined Agent Burns at the counter.

"How have you been, Carter?" she asked me. I smiled slightly. "Confused, hurt, scared, worried, joyously happy, scared out of my mind, worried, and now suspicious, I order" I told her. She arched an eyebrow at me. "Joyously happy?" she asked me. I glanced over at Nathan and she nodded in understanding. We sat in silence as she check my leg and the bullet wound o my arm.

Suddenly, bullets were flying through the window of the dinner. We all dropped to the floor and Nathan and I got behind the counter. Burns and Burton were in the front to take out Kazlow's men.

Nathan held onto me tightly before pulling me out of the building that was being shot up.

Nathan pulled me over to one of their cars and we both got in, driving away as fast as we could. "Nathan, what's going on? What did Burton say?"

"My parents murder. Everything we've been through, Hell maybe eve your parents. It's all about a damn list" he told me.

"No"

He nodded. "A list of names my father stole from this guy named Kazlow, who came after me thinking he could force my father to give it back. The crazy part is I've had it all along and didn't even realize it" we both looked at the phone Nathan had taken from the apartment that was sitting between us.