Abby's eyes flicked open in the shadows of the dim bathroom. Her immediate thought was "I wonder what Owen is doing." She lifted the blankets and stepped out of the bathtub onto the tile floor. She cracked the door open to find Owen sitting on the floor surrounded by pieces of paper spread all over the floor.

"What are you doing?" Abby said with a smile, she thought of how wonderful it was to have Owen be the first thing she sees when she awakes.

"Good morning! I'm just planning some things out."

"Things like what?"

"Well, I had a little mishap at the diner today...I overheard a police detective talking about you and the murders. He said you had come from Los Alamos and you had a missing boy with you. So I called your friends and we had the idea to make up fake names and stuff. Kinda like a secret mission! Cool huh?"

"Wait the police know we are here? Owen, oh my god we could go to prison! Or worse!"

"Your friends said they think we are perfectly safe here as long as we aren't suspicious. I made fake names up for us both, help me pick which ones you like?"

Abby sat on the floor next to him. Owen was completely involved in the papers on the floor, while Abby was completely involved in gazing upon him. He had taken charge of everything and kept her safe, she liked this very much. It made him even more beautiful to her. Yes beautiful. She wanted to be his always.

"Well? Which ones do you like? These ones are for you and these are for me."

"Oh sorry um I like..."

"I like James best for me." Owen interrupted.

"Yes, I do too. James is good. I like this one for me." She pointed to a piece of paper.

Elizabeth

"That's a good one." Owen said.

"Owen, can I ask you something?"

"Anything"

"Do you...love me?"

"Abby I'm not very good at these things but I will try my hardest to explain this. You have no idea how much I have needed someone like you. You are everything I could ever want in a person."

Abby was at a loss for words.

"Owen..."

"Sorry was that too much..."

"When did you get so grown up?"

"I guess when I met you I had a craving to be as smart as you...so I read a lot of grown up stuff. Is that bad?"

"No, it only makes you even more perfect."

Owen covered his face to hide the fact that he was blushing.

"Oh stop it you big baby! Don't cover your face it's cute when you blush." Abby teased.

"You wanna go for a walk?" he asked hopefully.

"I would love to."

They made their way outside and Abby took a big breath of the fresh outside air. They held hands and walked along in the dusk, not a care in the world. They both loved the time they spent together, it was as if nothing could touch them. Not even death. They passed the spot where earlier the children had been playing, when Owen spotted a small bag of marbles on the ground.

"Hey wait a second, Abby"

He picked the bag up and decided he would try to return it to the children in the morning. They continued their walk along down the sidewalk. They looked up at the murky orange colored sky. Abby had always had loved this time of night, the sky between midnight and four in the morning was one of her favorite things. It gave her a feeling in her tummy that she couldn't explain. The closest feeling to this was the butterflies Owen gave to her.

"Abby, I know you don't get cold but I am freezing."

"I have an idea." Abby said shyly.

"What's that?"

"I'll show you when we get back."

"But what is it?"

"Well I have a surprise for when we get back. If you want I mean..." Abby blushed.

"What's the surprise?"

"Come on I'll show you."

They tread back towards the motel, passed the little shops, passed the diner, passed all the small alleyways, finally at the door. They clicked the motel room door shut and Abby took Owen by the hand.

"Do you trust me?" She said looking into his eyes.

"Of course I do, what's the surprise?"

"If you will let me...I'll show you one of my favorite things."

She lead him by the hand into the bathroom. She turned the facet of the shower on.

"Don't take this the wrong way. I don't mean it in a gross way or anything... I think this will bring us closer, if we do something I love together. And also...we will be able to be together without anything between us..."

"Abby...I'm embarrassed..."

"It's okay, I am too. If you don't want to we don't have to." The steam started to rise from the water and fill the dim room.

"I want to...just don't laugh at me..."

"I won't...don't laugh at me either." She said as she gripped the zipper of Owen's jacket.

Abby flicked the lights off. The room was lit only by a single candle and moonlight from the window. The water running into the bathtub bubbled and glistened with the pale blue glow. Abby undressed the top half of Owen. She lightly dragged her fingertips over his bare skin. This gave Owen butterflies and goosebumps. She leaned into his neck, and for a moment he expected a bite. He welcomed it without a single fear. But all she gave was a light kiss upon his neck.