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Sam ran as far as she go in one night, which in retrospect wasn't very far, but anywhere at this point was good enough for her. Stopping at a small motel, the building crumbling Sam checked in, only a handful of bills in her fist. Josh never carried much money on him and she was lucky that he had fifty in that wallet. She would have been better off with his credit card or something, but that would have left a paper trail or he would have been able to shut it down faster than she would have been able to withdraw off of it. The lobby was small, larger than a closet, but small nonetheless, the walls a dark yellow color, most of it peeling off. Behind a rather worn out counter stood a chubby man, his clothing dirty, his eyes beady and dark as he watched her approach the space. Sam made sure to stay as far from his grasp as she inquired about a room for the night.
"Thanks," she said as she grabbed the key from the man's fingers, his beady eyes watching her with interest. The raven haired beauty refused to shudder even though her body began to shiver and her stomach began to roll. Heading back out into the inky darkness she quickly began to search for her room. It took her a minute to locate the first floor room and upon opening it was surprised that it was clean, the bed neat. Maybe he cared more about the rooms than the lobby, but right now she cared only for a shower and after securing a chair against the door she headed for the bathroom, conscious that she only had one pair of clothing and that was the attire that was on her at that moment.
After taking a quick shower she searched the bathroom for a pair of scissors. It took a bit of searching as there was so many drawers but Sam managed to find a small pair. Minutes later she stood before the mirror, her hair chopped until it resembled a boy's, her amethyst eyes taking in her new look as she began to plan what else she needed.
"Ace wrap and I can get that across the street." The raven haired woman had seen a small convenience store that flickered with a 24 hour sign so after securing her room she headed back out, the moon high in the skies as she walked across the lot. She needed to make sure that no one could identify her so walking past the gas pumps, the light flickering overhead she walked toward the door. Entering the small store she noticed to her benefit that there were some hats next to the ace bandages, but now she needed to get some different clothing. Grabbing a black hat and one container of wrap she headed for the counter where a male who could be no older than twenty at the most stood watching her, but in his eyes wasn't interest, not really. He looked interested, but more in what a woman like her was doing in a store this late at night. "Hi, um, you wouldn't know where I could acquire some clothing?"
"Not for a woman like you," he replied. When she clarified that she needed male clothing he nodded now. "Give me a moment." The young male disappeared leaving Sam alone in the front. Looking around she took in the store, the place large enough to be decent in what they could carry while still drab looking enough to keep you on your toes. "Here," he said as he exited from the back, in his hands a pair of worn jeans and a large white shirt. She knew it looked like it would swamp her, but she was thankful for the assistance so talking out the ten she had she tried to hand it to him. He shook his head only asking that she pay for the bandages and the hat.
"Thank you." He nodded and watched her go, but not before giving her one more thing in her bag. Sam didn't find it until she got back to her room where she took another bath before pulling on the clean clothing. Feeling better she laid down on the bed, her eyes closing instantly as sleep took over.
Danny frowned as he touched down at his house, his parents looking bewildered that he was coming home so late. They had had no idea where he had been, only that he had been at Alexandra's house and then had taken off. They opened their mouth to inquire what was going on, but seeing his uncharacteristically pissed off appearance changed their mind. The halfa headed straight for his room, his thoughts in turmoil as he wondered what had happened. It had been like getting struck by lightening, their gazes had met and it had been as if Danny had found his other half. Sam hadn't even been upset about his ghost side or had tried to use it to her advantage. Hell, the woman had helped him fight the ghosts. He had been sure that they had been perfect and then... BAM! her mother had showed up and ruined it all.
Hell, I can't believe she looked at me as if I were some stranger. The love making had been perfect, the feel of it all like breathing for him, but to her it must have meant nothing, just a romp before going back to her husband. She hadn't even told me about him just that her experience with the male sex had been shitty. There had been nothing for him to even suspect that she had been married because if had known that he wouldn't have even made a move. Falling back on his bed he sighed, his heart aching for the love that he had found and lost. It wasn't love. He wanted to believe that because if that was true then the pain shouldn't be that bad... Then he could get over it because all it had been was lust and lust didn't last long. Closing his eyes he tried to sleep, his mind riddled with images of them together in bed, ghost fighting, and just hanging out.
It was going to be a long night.
The next morning brought Sam to a sitting position as banging was heard coming from the front door. The raven haired woman frowned at the eyes that now peeked from the slit that was the door being opened, the man from the lobby trying to break in. Sam's amethyst gaze narrowed as she pulled out her stun device before moving toward the door.
"And what do you think you are doing?" she growled as she eyed him, the door held in place by the chair that was laid up against the dresser she had moved to keep the door closed. He said nothing as he tried to shove the door open more only to watch as Sam headed for the phone on the dresser, her fingers pushing three buttons. "How about you step away or find yourself in some cuffs?" At first it appeared that he wasn't going to move, but as the sound of the police operator came over receiver he stepped back. Sam shoved the door closed again and moving some of the stuff out of the way reopened the door before stepping out, the man watching from the right. She glared at him as she threw the key into his hands. "Next time learn that most women are smart and strong."
Walking away she headed for the road that was just mere yards from where she was. It was like everything was going to go right because a bus slowed to a stop and someone got out. Smiling Sam approached the large passenger vehicle and climbing it deposited some money for a ticket before moving toward the back. She had no idea where she was going, but she knew that with this bus she could at least get as far from her family, from Joshua, from her mother-in-law, from Danny. There was no one. She was alone. Sitting down she watched as the bus began to move, the motel moving away from her as the bus moved on.
Months later found Pamela back in Amity, the redhead slightly irritated at having come back here, but she had put it off as long as she could. Turning onto her sister's street she soon found herself pulling into Alexandra's driveway where her daughter's car still stood, dusty with a sheen of dirt on it, but obviously unused. Parking she headed for the door, her eyes narrowed as she noticed people watching her, their own gazes unfriendly.
Hm.. seems they know me. Good. She didn't feel like dealing with the locals anyway. Knocking she was quite surprised to find herself face to face with Danny, the halfa's blue eyes flashing green for a split second before slamming the door on her. She could hear him yelling and then the sound of steps retreating as she stood there staring at the door with a look of astonishment on her face. There weren't many people who slammed the door on her and for a man she really didn't know to do that it made her pissed the hell off. "Hello!? You better fucking open this door, bastard!" A few seconds later the door opened and now her sister stood glaring at her.
"I don't know what your damn game is, but you are not welcome here."
"Where is she?" Now it was her sister's turn to look dumbfounded.
"Who?"
"Samantha. Where is she?" Alexandra lifted a brow in question. "Don't even try to tell me she isn't here! I have given her long enough on her little hide and seek, but now I grow weary. She-"
"Isn't here. I haven't seen her since that day you conned her into going with you." Backing up she slammed the door on her sister's face, her own coming around to find Danny staring at her in shock.
"Sam's missing?" he inquired, his eyes wide with worry.
"It seems that's the case, but who's to say if Pamela is telling the truth?" The halfa nodded, but he was giving her a look that begged her to at least talk to the woman who was her sibling by blood. "Danny, I thought you hated her?" He nodded his agreement.
"I hate what she did, but I still care enough to worry about her." That made no sense, but neither disputed it as Alexandra sighed before turning and opening the door to her sister as Danny stepped to the side and allow the redhead into the house.
"Thanks," Pamela muttered as she moved past the pair, her teal eyes looking around again as if the house would change from her last visit. "So, you say you haven't seen her and yet her car is still here." Danny moved toward the living room after the older woman while Alexandra moved to close the door, her aggravated sigh hinting at the displeasure she found in her sister's visit.
"Her car is here because you took her away in your car," the halfa pointed out. "And what makes you think that she's even here?"
"I want to know what happened as well," Alexandra stated. Pamela sighed as she began to tell them what she knew, the story not taking long, but still with every word that left the older woman's mouth Danny found his eyes narrowing further and he could feel the anger coming off the woman next to him in waves. "So, you mean to tell me that you drugged Sam?"
"Yes. Twice in fact or maybe three times." The pair sitting across from the redhead couldn't believe what they were hearing. Pamela sounded proud of what she had done to her child. "She needed to go back to her husband. No one else could want her as a divorced woman."
"I wanted her." The older woman turned to him, her teal eyes flashing.
"But you didn't know she was getting a divorce. Stupid girl, she could've had it all and she went and threw it away." Now Alexandra spoke up, things that Danny wasn't aware off.
"You expected your child to endure all that she did at those peoples' hands?"
"She was treated better than she deserved." Danny's eyes flashed as the older woman at his side continued on.
"She was beaten! She was belittled! She was made to lay there while he fucked her in the most degrading manner!" The other two in the room looked shocked, but Pamela straightened up and accused her sister of believing anything. "I saw the damn marks! Hell, I could look at her and tell that she was dying from all of that. Your child was dying and you wanted her to go back there?!"
Pamela shrugged. "She was fine."
