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Disclaimer: I don't own TCM, only own Alex and Melissa

Alex's POV

The next couple of hours went by uneventful luckily. Mama and I were cooking, I was chopping carrots up for the stew, and Melissa was in the living room listening to the radio. I also hadn't see Thomas since he went down to the basement. Then like everything else on this trip, something happened.

I heard two trucks pull up to the house. I was panicking on the inside. "What if they are here to hurt Mama and Thomas?" I thought this with rage. I gripped m knife tighter and stalked to the living room, not only to protect everyone in the house but to also block their way in if they were a threat.

"Alex, what are you doing?" Melissa asked with fear in her eyes. I was about a foot away from the door when I replied quickly and quietly "I don't know, go to the kitchen with Mama." She must have understood not to argue with me because I heard her run towards the kitchen. Melissa just entered the kitchen when two males walked through.

One was dressed like a Sheriff and the other must have been a mechanic because he had oil on his clothing. The Sheriff noticed me standing there before the other man and leered "Well, look at what we have here." I widened my stance, ready to attack them if I needed to.

The mechanic flashed me a hesitant smile, but it faltered when he saw it had no effect on me. He said "I'm Uncle Monty and this is Sheriff Hoyt. Now, why don't you put the knife down and tell us your name sweetheart." He said this as he inched forward, as if I was a wild animal.

I thrust the knife forward, missing his hand on purpose. He quickly pulled back his hand back. "Aw hell with this. THOMAS, GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW BOY." The Sheriff yelled out with a smirk aimed at me."He must think Thomas will kill me." I thought amusingly, and also a bit of angry because he was having Thomas do his dirty work.

I heard his thundering footsteps running up the stairs. This time instead of a machete, he came out with a chainsaw. He looked over at the Sheriff and tilted his head. "Well? Don't just stand there boy, kill here." The sheriff said while pointing at me.

Thomas looked at me then back at the Sheriff and shook his head no. "What's the matter with you boy. I said kill her or I'll just do it myself." The Sheriff said this while drawing hid gun from his belt. To tell the truth, I was terrified. It's not like I had a fighting chance against a gun. Luckily Thomas my savior at that moment.

He once again shook his head no and pushed me behind him, setting his chainsaw on the floor. Now normally I would be pissed off that a man pushed me behind him, but instead I felt safe and protected. But then again anyone would safe with a six foot plus man protecting you by being your shield. I also had to keep the blush off of my face because Thomas hadn't removed his hand from my hip. His hand was warm and his grip was strong, but not crushing me. And my god, he even smells fantastic. A mix of blood, leather, and Thomas's natural scent.

I scolded myself, now wasn't the time to check him out as a potential mate. I decided it was up to me to defuse the situation. "Mama, could you come in the living room? We need you to clarify something." I yelled behind me, towards the kitchen. I heard soft footsteps from behind me. I looked over at her and she looked livid.

"Hoyt, lower your weapon right now young man. How dare you treat our guest like that, especially since she brought dinner." She said as if scolding a bad child. "But Mama, she come out here wielding a knife." The Sheriff whined pitifully at Mama. Now Mama's glare turned on me, great.

"And what were you thinking missy?" Mama asked while staring me down. I suppose I should explain my side of the argument. "I didn't know who pulled up to the house and I thought maybe they were here to hurt you or once I saw the Sheriff, arrest you and Thomas." I said while looking Mama in the eye.

I felt Thomas's hand squeeze my hip more firmly before relaxing it; I thought he wanted my attention. O I turned my gaze up at Thomas and tilted my head. He pointed, with his free hand, to himself and Mama, then to my knife, and lastly to the two men by the front door. I nodded and said "Yes Thomas, I would have killed them to protect you and Mama."

He tilted his head, most likely waiting for me to explain why. I was about to answer his unspoken question when the Sheriff said "Isn't that sweet. The Freak has someone that wants to protect him."Every time I someone say "Freak", my blood runs cold and I can't control my rage.

Before I knew what I was doing, I had already crossed the room. I ended up grabbing the Sheriff by his shirt and pulled him forward. I casually laid my knife across his neck and I heard him suck in air. I into his fearful eyes and said "Never say Freak in front of me again sheriff. If Mama and Thomas didn't like you so much, I would have spilt your blood on the carpet already."

And with that, I shoved him away and walked into the kitchen. I walked in and saw Melissa sitting on the floor with her hands over her ears. Melissa always gets scared when someone raises their voice and she goes into a trance like state. As she told me before, she goes into her mind where it's quiet and happy. I quickly placed the knife on the counter and sat on the floor next Melissa.

I gathered her up on my lap and rubbed her back soothingly. About a minute later Mama came in and saw us on the floor. She had a worried look on her face, but I put a finger to my lips to silence her. She nodded then went back to cooking dinner. Melissa lowered her hands and stared up at me with tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry my angel for being too loud." I said as I wiped tears from her cheeks. She sniffed and said "It's alright Aunty." I sighed and I said "No, it's not alright my little one." I need to think of something to distract Melissa with. I looked over at the table and saw it was bare. "Hey Mama, do you want us to set up the table for dinner?" I asked Mama. "Yeah go ahead; dinner will be done soon anyways." Mama replied form the stove.

With that we got the table set up for dinner. And now for the most interesting thing of the day, we needed to get ready to eat with the family that eats people. This could be interesting for us.