A/N: Thanks so much for the great reviews last chapter. Here's Crystal's POV. I'll be out of town next weekend so next chapter (from Melanie's POV) won't be up until late Sunday. Review for a preview to tide yourself over for those few extra hours.

Jamie was getting on my nerves.

He was just so…friendly. He was always following after me, asking me about my day, making pleasant conversation. I couldn't for the life of me figure out why he couldn't just spend most of his time mildly depressed like the rest of us.

Jeb kept saying that Jamie's positive attitude was contagious but I wasn't so sure about that. I didn't feel happier when he was around. He just annoyed the hell out of me.

I shook my head to clear away the annoyance as Jamie walked away. He was heading in the direction of the game room and I glanced around, trying to find a proper hiding place for when Wanda exited the kitchen. I spun around, contemplating various places when I heard voices coming down the hall from the kitchen that I immediately recognized as Jared and Wanda's. I needed to hide quickly.

I turned my back to the wall and muttered helplessly as I decided if I had enough time to run to my room. The voices were getting closer and I knew I wouldn't make it across the room before they exited the hallway. I took a chance and sprinted forward to the field of corn growing in the middle of the room. It was just about waist high and growing very thick. I knew it wouldn't keep me hidden from view for long but as long as they weren't looking for me I would be undetected.

I plopped myself into the dirt and waited while Wanda and Jared walked by carrying Jodi and Max. Jared looked decidedly uncomfortable as he walked with Max. Wanda was leading the way, striding purposefully toward her room while Jared was walking gingerly trying to keep Max from bouncing when he walked.

I watched with amusement until they rounded the corner on their way to their rooms. I sat in the middle of the field for a few more minutes to be sure they hadn't forgotten anything then I rose to my feet and wiped the dirt from my pants. I was just getting to the edge of the field when Jamie came rushing by, looking upset. He caught my eye and turned his head to the ground, attempting to hide his swollen eyes but not succeeding.

"What's wrong?" I asked, rushing over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Nothing," he said, his throat thick, keeping his gaze distant.

"It's not nothing. What happened?"

He just shook his head and tried to push past me but I kept my hold on his shoulders and tried to catch his eye.

"Tell me," I implored.

He shrugged his shoulders and tried to be nonchalant. "I just had a little surprise, that's all."

I exhaled in annoyance. "Fine, if you don't want to tell me then don't." I started walking away. I had taken about four steps when he spoke again.

"Melanie and Ian are hooking-up in the game room."

I spun around quickly, prepared to tell him that his joke wasn't even remotely funny when I saw the look on his face. He was serious.

"Oh, Jamie," I said walking over to him. I put my arms around him and hugged as tightly as I could. "Are you sure?"

He nodded mutely and rested his head on my shoulder.

"You were right," he whispered. "It's better not to say anything. I shouldn't have gotten involved."

I gave his a rueful smile. "As much as I usually love hearing that, today that's not the case."

We stood there for a full minute without speaking, silent tears streaking down both of our cheeks before we heard voices leaving the kitchen.

Jamie's head shot up and he looked worried. He tensed to run but I shook my head and pulled him into the field, where I had just hidden from Wanda and Jared. It seemed like a world away. Both were still blissfully unaware of what had happened. They just thought that their spouses were angry with them. I don't think either even considered the possibility of infidelity.

We sat side-by-side in the middle of the field, holding hands, with his head on my shoulder and my head leaned on his. We stayed silent, letting our tears dry up, watching as everyone exited the kitchen. The sun had long since faded and the moon had risen to light the room. I knew we should move somewhere else but we had nowhere to go.

It was understood that neither of us wanted to be near anyone. We were homewreckers. We didn't deserve to be near the others in case we poisoned someone else's relationship.

We had been responsible for the ruin of two marriages. Each of us had destroyed a happy family. There wasn't enough time left on earth to make up for ruining a child's chance at growing up in a happy home.

I had lost track of how long we had been sitting there when there was a loud laugh echoing down the hall from the direction of the game room. Jamie's hand tightened around mine and his head shot up.

Melanie and Ian entered the room and walked toward their rooms. When they passed by we heard part of their conversation.

"Are we really sure we want to tell them already?" Melanie asked.

"We can't draw it out. It's just mean," Ian replied as they moved out of sight.

I couldn't believe they were being so casual about this. Jamie looked at me again with new tears welling. I couldn't stay to see him beating himself up about this anymore. It was obvious they felt no remorse for the situation, so Jamie and I had no business feeling guilty for our part in it.

I stood and turned to face him.

"Where are you going?" he asked me.

I held my hand out to help him up.

"We're getting out of here."